Unexpected Robert 14
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Previously
"OK a lot of bottoms can be passive but a power bottom is a bottom who is aggressive. He may take the lead in starting sex or in the act. Some night after some sexy dancing, he might grab his partner and force him against the wall back at home, kiss him hard and strip his clothes off him. During sex, he might put his hand on a top's ass and force him into a rhythm that the bottom wants or he might respond by moving hard with the top. Who knows maybe at some point a finger might find the top's opening and there might be a bit of penetration. Discussion or questions might follow. The bottom might carefully choose his words and ask for some experimentation. The bottom might want to be careful. Perhaps a top has had a bad experience with another top and have been hurt by it. There are some guys may be afraid to be penetrated or think that it is not manly." Robert paused with an impish smile. "Family mode, attack, would not be a good mode for this discussion."
That broke Brett up. He turned red with embarrassment. "I get it; a gentle, exploratory discussion with no pressure. I see now why the coach has appointed you as one of the co-captains. This conversation never happened." He raised his eyebrows.
"What conversation? It was a delicious lunch with a friend with chit chat about our work load."
When he met Lucas back at their room, he gave him a big hug and kiss.
"What was that for?"
"Just a thanks for you being you and you happen to look really sexy with the messy hair and the red cheeks. They had a lot of work to do and nothing happened then. Later they both proved to be very versatile and perhaps had invented a new role, a power top and a power bottom both operating at the same time or that was perhaps truly versatile.
Present
The weeks seemed to be merging into one another: courses, lectures, seminars, labs, assignments, hockey practice and games. They always made sure that there was time for one another: sometimes in the morning, sometimes in the afternoon and often at night after computers were turned off and books were closed. It was those times that made their lives so happy and committed. November changed into December and exams started. They were going back to Robert's home on December 19. That would be the time to help around the house and make preparations for Christmas and New Years.
On the first Thursday of December in the afternoon, Robert was studying in the library and his phone vibrated. He grabbed it and on opening it, he saw Brett's name and number. They had been out with Paul and him the previous weekend and had had supper with them just last night.
He pressed talk and quietly told Brett that he was in Library and he would have to move somewhere quickly to take the call. He did notice what sounded like panic in Brett's voice.
"Hey Brett what's up?"
He was interrupted by a plea for help. "My brother had some business in town yesterday and he saw us come out of the restaurant last evening. Stupidly, I kissed Paul as we were going separate ways that night to study for my exam this morning and his this afternoon. My brother saw the kiss; it was not just a friendly kiss. He was with a business contact until just few minutes ago. He is coming over to my room and I didn't know who to turn to; Paul is writing an exam right now. On the phone, he was threatening to take me home to face the family. I am right in the middle of exams; I can't leave. Oh, shit what do I do?"
"I'll be at your place in minutes. Follow my lead. I know that you speak French. OK, if I speak French, reply in French. I assume that your brother doesn't understand French." He heard a muttered 'you're right'. "I'll think of something by the time I get there or I'll just make it up. Hold tight and don't under any circumstances leave the building with him. Scream bloody blue murder if you have to."
He was pleased with the chuckle he heard for the last comment. He ran part of the way and then slowed down to make certain that he was not out of breath or looked as if he was in any way upset.
As he walked down the hall to Brett's room, he heard raised voices and what sounded like a struggle. He walked into the room without knocking. There was Brett being physically manhandled as the brother appeared to be trying to force Brett out of his room. Robert knew his opening.
"What the hell is going on here? I could hear raised voices down the hall. Brett are you OK? Who is this guy and what is he doing to you? He is assaulting you. Should I call the police? "
The brother released his hold and turned to Robert. "And who the hell are you?"
"A friend." Turning to Brett, "What's going on? You look scared. Is this guy threatening you? Who is he?"
"He is my brother and he is trying to force me to go home because ...."
"Because he is fucking faggot!"
Robert turned and in anger, "I am talking to my friend. Shut ... the ... fuck up, especially with crap like that."
The brother took a menacing step toward Robert. "I wouldn't do that if I were you. Shut up and if you try anything, I shall fucking drag you out of this room on your fucking ass. Got it? You don't do this to my friend even if you are his brother."
"You can't ...."
"I asked you a simple, fucking question. Did you understand what I said? The answer to it is yes or no." Robert pulled himself up to his full height and breathed in a lot of air that expanded his already large chest. As Brett was to say later, it was quite an impressive display. Robert took a defensive posture.
"I heard you but ...."
"Got it? Yes or no?"
Defiantly, "Yes."
"Brett, viens ici. (come here)"
Brett walked closer to Robert who positioned himself so he could see both brothers. In French, "What do you want to do?"
In quite good French, "I can't leave. I have studying and exams for the next week. I don't want to go home at all. They will just bully me and perhaps not let me come back here. This is my life."
"OK, no discussion. I'll tell him what you just said. What's his name?"
"Marty, your brother is one of the brightest math students I have ever met. He is getting straight As, in some of the toughest courses at the university. He has exams all this week and next. He cannot possibly go home now to deal with such a simple matter. He is staying here until the term ends. He is 19 years of age and that makes him an adult. If you try to force him to leave, I shall personally see that you are charged with kidnapping. My father is one of the top lawyers in his firm and he WILL take the case."
He looked at Marty with a penetrating stare. "Now if there is anything else that you want to say now is the time."
"Brett, you have been taught that the homosexuality is against god's law. It is wrong. Our parents will be very angry. You should deal with this now."
In a less strident voice, Robert interrupted, "You could simply not tell them right now, later if you have to. He is an adult and he can make up his own mind on what is and what is not god's law. Many churches are now accepting gay people and priests."
With a sneer, "Yeah, have they got it wrong. I suppose you are one of them."
"Like your brother, I am many things. I love my family. I try my hardest to be a good son. I am a co-captain of the university hockey team. I am fairly good with computers. I don't know math as well as your brother but I am not bad. Whether or not I am gay is no ones business but mine and god's."
"That is not how our family sees it."
He looked at Marty and shrugged. "Your brother has exams coming up. He probably needs some time to relax after this, some food and then studying later. You are welcome to come with us but this part of the conversation is over."
With steel in his voice, "No! Just postponed."
The brother gave a disgusted look at Brett and then one at Robert and walked with determination out of the room. Robert signalled with his head for them to follow his brother to his car. Robert stayed close to Brett as Brett tried to talk to his brother who ignored him. He obviously did not like to lose an argument. It was clear that this matter was not settled at all. Plans started to go through Robert's mind. They followed Marty all the way to his car and Brett tried to say a brotherly goodbye but it was not to be. Robert carefully took out a piece of paper and wrote down the license plate number, the model and colour of the car. Brett was in tears by the time his brother drove off.
"Let's go up to your room. Give Paul a call and I'll call Lucas. Supper together for a strategy session. We have to look at this from every angle that we can think of."
In his room, "I think that you should take your computer with you, any valuables, any personal documents and anything that you need to study for your exams. Your brother doesn't like to lose and he might just come back and grab stuff that would be important to you. You know to use as leverage, as a bargaining tool. You can't stay here. We'll make certain that the door is locked as well."
They all met at a restaurant. Paul was really upset and was so glad that Robert had been there for Brett. Lucas laughed and told him that he bet Marty saw a different side to Robert. He did say that he was so happy that he was there for their friend. Supper was actually fun after a few of the tears were dried up.
It was Brett who started. "If you think that Marty saw an other side to Robert, I think that an inspired but malevolent spirit invaded the body of Robert Malenfant for a few minutes today. This was not the man who I thought that I had come to know pretty well. What a performance! Never seen anything quite like it."
Robert interrupted, "Was I in family mode?"
"Actually no, way beyond that. My brother didn't know what to say. I have never seen him lost for words." Looking at the others, "You should have seen my brother's face when he was told the first time to 'shut the fuck up' and then when he was told to 'shut up and if you try anything, I shall fucking drag you out of this room on your fucking ass. Got it?'. Then you told him all he needed was a one word answer to the fucking question 'got it?', 'yes or no'. "
Laughing, "Hey, that's my guy. He does like 'fucking', fhe word I mean." It was the release that they all needed. Laughing can be very good for the spirit.
"I told you on the phone that I would think of something or just make it up."
Brett looked at him. Shaking his head, "Lord help anyone if that was just made up on the spot."
Robert looked around the table. "I have been thinking."
They all started to laugh. "What?" With a little grin at his own 'what', "I don't trust your brother or your family. They sound like a bunch of religious nuts who will resort to anything on this issue."
Brett sighing, "You're right. What are your thoughts?"
"We need to get you moved out of that room to some place where they won't find you. We need to get all the important stuff out tonight." He paused. "Money! Bank accounts!. What is the situation and how are you fixed for money?"
"I am OK. To make my budgeting easier, I paid what I owed on my tuition for the entire year; my scholarship paid for most of it. I took a year meal plan and I only paid for my room for the first term. I wanted to make certain that I wanted to stay in residence before I paid for second term." He paused. "Oh shit, all my money is in a joint account that I started with my mother when I was 15."
Robert held up his hand and was obviously thinking fast. "OK you need to get that money out of that account as quickly as you can. Let's go today and take out $1000 dollars, 500 now and 500 later tonight and then you can start up a new account in a different bank tomorrow. As soon as possible tomorrow, get a certified cheque for your rent and take out another 1000 over the day. That means that the money for the certified cheque is held by the bank to cover the cheque and make certain that the cheque is made out to the correct department or to cash. Go to administration immediately and pay for next term's rent. Hopefully, it may take a while before anyone in your family thinks of the account. I assume that either you or mother can take money out of the account."
"She can but she never has because all the money in it is from my work over the years and this summer." He sighed. "She has never put a cent in it. No one has from my family."
They were busy for the next couple of hours and finally with cash in hand, almost all his clothes, books and personal records were in Paul's room. Paul and Brett would go out later and get the next $500 dollars. All of them had to get back to studying and work. Luckily no one had exams the next day.
Everything worked as they had hoped. By the end of the next couple of days, Brett was financially secure for the remainder of the academic year. He had left a bit of money in the account just to see if the family did in fact try to cut him off financially.
Robert had given it some thought and he had taken the job which his professor had offered him. He was really looking forward to it as he would become very proficient in that computer language and possibly make some important connections. Marking did not seem to be a problem.
They finished their final exams and final hockey practices and they left as planned on December 19. Paul and Brett were to follow the next day. Paul would come and go to his home but Robert had insisted that Brett would stay until they all left for university and the next term. Paul had decided to let his family know that he was in a relationship and he hoped that he could have Brett with him at his home for a few days before or after Christmas. They would all be back at Robert's for New Years Eve and New Years Day. It was going to be a great Christmas.
They had decided that they would all go to Brett's home some morning just after Christmas when they hoped that only his mother would be there. He wanted to make contact with his mother but not with the entire family at the same time.
Their arrival at Robert's home was anticlimactic after all the exams and events of the last weeks. Nobody was home but there was a note that his dads would bring supper home and it would be Thai.
Robert and Lucas put their stuff in their room and then they discovered that the largest guest room now had a queen size bed. His dads were subtly obvious. Paul and Brett had their own room. It was typical of his dads.
Finally they heard the front door open. Robert rushed out of the living room and grabbed his Dad in his arms as he was just inside the door.
"You are either glad to see me or very hungry? I take it that Papa isn't home yet?"
"This is no comment about the university or that guy over there, but it is so great to be back with you and Papa and in my own home."
That was Jeremy's cue to walk quickly over to Lucas and give him a huge hug. "Welcome home son. It is so good to have you home with that guy over there."
That set off a bit of bickering about who was most welcome in the house. After which they all ended up laughing, it was Lucas who said that the food smelled so good and he suggested that they use the 'heat and warm' on the oven to keep it hot. They would set the table while Jeremy washed up and changed out of his work attire."
Before he came down, they heard a car park in the driveway and both guys were there at the front door to grab Timothy and give him the same welcome home as Jeremy had received.
They were all hungry and very quickly, there was food on the table. They dug in saying how good the food smelt and tasted. They chatted about this and that until Jeremy asked if they had any more adventures since the 'paint job'. The guys had looked at each other and Robert sighed but nodded his head to his partner.
"Well now that you mention it. Yes. Brett's family is very religious and fundamentalist. They hate even the concept of being gay. All gays are faggots. Your son had to rescue Brett from his brother."
Timothy reacted, "Robert, you weren't hurt or anything?"
"No Papa it was verbal and bluff on my part. His brother would have physically forced Brett to go home to face his family that day. It would have meant the end of his term and probably would have lost his scholarship. He had studying and exams to write."
Timothy reacted instantly."He can't do that to an adult even if he is his brother. It is illegal. That is so wrong."
"That is exactly what I told him. In fact, I told him that I would have him charged with kidnapping as his brother was 19 and an adult. Oh yeah, and my father would be Brett's lawyer."
"Oh, another pro bono case. Thank you son."
"Dad I was making it up as I went along."
"And I am kidding you. You know that I would do almost anything for any of your friends in trouble."
"Almost anything???"
Laughing, "Son I am a lawyer. We cover our asses all the time."
There was laughter all around the table.
With pride, Lucas pointed at his guy. "Brett called Robert and Robert took charge of the situation by telling the brother to shut the fuck up and when the guy started to menace him, he told him again to shut up and he told him that 'if you try anything, I shall fucking drag you out of this room on your fucking ass'."
Now there were howls of laughter around the table. Timothy came over and put his arm around his son. He just shook his head.
"Do you know that your Dad saved me from being raped in Boston in our first year together?" (Unexpected, Five Years On 30)
Looks of disbelief around the table. Timothy told the story. Finishing by saying, "Like father like son. Stand up for the guys who mean something to them."
They went on to tell his dads what they did with Brett and his dads quickly saw why Brett would be with them for the entire holidays. They were pleased that they could help.
They cleaned up and Lucas and Robert went into the living room, turned on the fireplace, relaxed with the heat of the fire and planned their next couple of days. They ended up leaning back on the couch with Robert's arm over Lucas' shoulder and Lucas had his hand lightly on the top of Robert's thigh. It felt so relaxed and intimate.
Timothy looked in and smiled in delight. Then he signaled to Jeremy to get the camera. When Timothy had it. He turned it on and had it ready to go. He let Jeremy see the scene and he smiled as well. Timothy moved quietly into the room and said, "Don't move. Picture time." He snapped several pictures as he first saw them and then more pictures as they moved instinctively. He left them quickly.
He showed the pictures to Jeremy. Jeremy smiled. "I know that we were older than they are now but that look at each other; I remember it from you. You know to this day I have no idea why I said what I did that night late at the wedding." (Unexpected, Five Years On 3)
He got a questioning look from Timothy. "I remember first seeing you walking towards me after all the greetings, speeches and dancing and you looked so handsome to me but I told myself that you were off limits as I assumed that you were straight, not like me. Then later you said that to you it looked as if I could have had my choice of any of the girls for that night. I told you that none of them interested me at all and then you said that I must have someone not there that night and that was too bad. I remember figuring why not say it at this point in the evening so I told you that I would rather ask you to dance. I wondered if that might be the end of the conversation with an interesting man. You asked me out on a date. You know I feel the same way about you now as I did then. My handsome, bright lawyer."
He reached out and pulled Timothy to him. "Love, it was the luckiest night of my life." He leaned over and kissed his guy just like years ago.
By chance, Robert had stood up and he looked out the door to the kitchen and there were his dads kissing like teenagers. He signaled for his phone and Lucas handed it to him. He quickly turned on the camera and took a picture. Timothy must have seen him because he slowly pulled away and looked at his son with a smile. Jeremy turned his head and they separated. Robert had continued taking a series of pictures as they changed positions. They finally faced him holding hands and smiling; he got that as his last picture.
"Dad, Papa, all is fair. Picture for picture."
Robert knew what to do next. He signaled to Lucas to join him. He took Lucas' hand and the walked to his dads and then both guys knew what to do. It turned into a group hug.
Robert and Lucas went up to the study and looked at the pictures he had taken. In Lucas' words, they were terrific. "You know you are the computer genius. I bet that we could make a great, artistic collage of selected photos and give it to your dads for Christmas, in a frame. Maybe two different versions which they could interchange. That kiss is something else and you caught it and I love that final picture of them holding hands smiling at us."
By bedtime they had two stunning montage of photos of the those moments in time of Timothy and Jeremy. The guys were pleased and celebrated in an appropriate way. Little did they know that the same celebrations was happening down the hallway in the master suite. His dads were so happy for what they had seen and they had chosen some photos from those that Timothy had taken. It was so good to have the guys back in their home.
Robert heard the shower running in the bathroom off the master suite. He hopped out of bed and walked down to make the coffee for his dads. A few minutes later, a yawning Lucas came into the kitchen. He stretched; he was dressed in a t shirt and a pair of boxer briefs. Robert could see the outline of a half hard object in those shorts.
Looking directly at the object, "Hey, I like the scenery but my dads will be down in a minute. Perhaps a dressing gown would hide that lethal weapon. I can still feel it in me from last night and if you play your cards right, you might get a reward after my dads have gone to work."
Lucas' eyes brightened and a smile slowly crept across his face. "A dressing gown it is."
Robert chuckled as he heard his guy running up the stairs. He returned very quickly. Robert walked over to him. He reached into the dressing gown and fondled the object until it was quite hard. "There that's better. I don't mind the lethal weapon ready to go but it is for my eyes only. Hey, that sounds like a good movie title." He reached over and gave his guy a kiss.
There was a throat clearing behind him. Jeremy was there scowling a bit: Robert could tell that it was in jest. Robert was not going to let him do that to them. "Just following what appears to be the general practice around this house. Just following the example of my dear dads."
That got a big laugh and a hug from his Dad. Timothy appeared. "What's this all about?"
"Dad caught us doing what you were doing yesterday. I may have made some observations about what goes on around this house. You know like setting an example."
He was attacked by his two dads while his partner watched laughing. They had a hearty breakfast together. They said their goodbyes and saw them drive off. Robert looked at his watch. They had the time.
He went into the kitchen and started to clean up. When they were finished, they were standing near the dishwasher which they had just emptied and put breakfast dishes in it. Robert turned around quickly and stripped off Lucas' dressing gown. Sure enough there was a hard object. "My guy, always ready."
Robert stepped back and looked at Lucas. "I feel so good to be here at home with you. I enjoy university but I was so looking forward to being home, seeing my dads and this place and having you here with me. It just all seems right."
He leaned in for another kiss. His hands were more than active; they were on a mission. Soon they were both naked and he had Lucas pushed up against the counter. His hand was stroking his guy as he kissed him. Lucas hand was doing the same thing to him. They were soon very hard, red and straining.
"Now the bossy me. I know what I want this morning." He looked at Lucas. "Want to guess? .... No? .... You!" He turned him around and licked him from his shoulders to his magnificent ass. He kissed him all over. His hands were stroking Lucas hard and he could hear the sighs and sometimes almost growls.
He reached into his dressing gown where he just happened to find the lube. Without saying a word, he stood up and kissed Lucas' neck. He was certain from the sounds that Lucas would be standing with his eyes closed enjoying the moment. Lucas clenched his ass in surprise when a finger with a lot of damp, cold lube went into him.
"You weren't kidding. I am the after breakfast treat."
Robert turned him around. "All through breakfast I was picturing this in my mind. I just want to tell you how excited that I am to have you here in my home. I hope that you see it as your home as well. Not to be corny, it is not a treat. It is my way to say how much you mean to me."
Lucas gave him a smile and moved in for his own kiss. It didn't take too long until Lucas was facing the counter and a very hard cock was moving into him. Then it was fast and passionate. This was not going to be a subtle pairing. It was one guy telling the other how much he meant to him. However, they finished within seconds of each other and it was a massive release for both.
After he turned Lucas around and gave him a long hard kiss. He looked the front of the cabinets and grabbed some paper towels. He looked at the mess and signaled with his eyes as he gave the paper to Lucas. Lucas looked at him questioningly. Robert smiled. "You made the mess; you clean it up. Then we go for a shower and I shall clean you up."
"Ah, I like the second idea."
"It will be a clean up and nothing else. Good lord, the energizer bunny."
Later, Lucas was cleaned up and he was very clean but still hard when they left the bathroom. Robert promised to take care of that later, BUT NOT NOW. They had things to do. They both laughed and left their room with arms over each others shoulders.
"Now time for list making. Brett and Paul will be here sometime early this afternoon. Paul told me that he would phone my cell when they were about an hour away. So we can go out and get some things done and not have to worry about them not being able to get in the house."
The call came when they were in a wonderful Italian delicatessen where they bought cheese, dried sausage, salami, potato salad and some prepared ratatouille. Lunch was going to be a feast especially with a bottle of wine from the dads' wine cellar. They hurried home and the door bell rang just slightly more than the suggested hour from town.
There were hugs and welcomes. They were told to take their things to their room and come down for a great lunch.
Brett arrived first. "Your dads are amazing. They didn't have to buy us a queen sized bed."
"You tell them that later and I can bet that they will say that the bed was old and they wanted a bigger bed for any guest who stayed with them. They are amazing and I know them very well."
Comments
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.
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