Unexpected

Unexpected Robert 24

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Previously

Robert looked at Lucas apologetically. "Sorry, Lucas, in all the talk and planning, I forgot to mention this." He looked at Coach and then back at Lucas. "The Dean asked me if I might take the class over next September. He said that it was not a job offer but would I consider it. A lot depends on Professor Robert's health and what he wants to do next year."

There was silence in the room for seconds. "Alright, I think that I'll shut up and let you two get on with your lives. Robert thanks for the heads up. See you tomorrow."

Smart ass as Robert was to call him very shortly. "Will I have to call you sir when I meet you in the halls."

Robert made a face. "No just bow and prostrate yourself as I pass by."

"Did you just say that that would have to bow and offer my prostate to you?"

"You may be a smart ass but at least you can spell. Come on, let's get back to our room. I have some work to do and perhaps, later, you could start the practice of offering me your prostate."

"I am certain that it will be my pleasure."

"Clever, bugger."

"I wouldn't mind being buggered either."

A few hours later, Robert had his lecture for Monday ready and he had started on the Wednesday lecture. And then, Lucas did get a lot of pleasure. As they lay in bed holding each other close after incredible finishes, Lucas announced that he had been well buggered.

Robert grabbed him and kissed him telling him he was a hell of a guy and told him that as usual it was a team effort. They both felt so close.

Present

Early the next morning, Robert phoned the Dean and accepted his offer. They won their hockey game. Robert scored twice and Paul once. The arena had been packed and the fan support, overwhelming.

Lucas had led the practice in the morning and Robert had done his usual outlining of players to watch and how to deal with them. Coach smiled as he watched these two; he was reflecting on their meeting the previous day. He himself had changed any preconceptions about gays that he might have had. He would stand up for these guys no matter what happened over the next year. There was no doubt in his mind that these guys would be the captains of the team as long as they played on it. Both had different leadership styles; that was what made them so good together. He patted himself on the back for making these two the co-captains. He had also noticed that Hank, Lucas and Robert appeared to be close; Hank and Lucas played together like very few defence men that he had had.

By Sunday night, both guys were pretty well caught up on reading assignments, had handed in assignments and projects. Robert had somehow managed to have all his lectures done for the next week. Lucas had helped with some of the computer work. He had sent his lecture notes for the week to his professor. The next day, Robert talked to him and his professor had told him that his notes were exactly what he would have taught. The professor had already done a rough draft of the exam and Robert had suggested that he would continue to send all his lecture notes so that the professor could see them and then check if they conflicted with the way he would have taught those lectures and to make sure that Robert had taught all the concepts that were on the exam.

They had discussed their living habits with all that had to be done in the next few weeks and they decided that sex in the morning might have to be curtailed with all that needed to be done leading up to the exams. They had laughed a lot over who would be most 'disadvantaged' by that arrangement. It appeared to be exactly the same. After a lot of kidding, they had finally agreed they were both horny buggers. The smart ass had moaned that the pregnancy would have to be postponed. Strangely, nothing was said of sex at the end of the day.

Robert sat in his usual place at the back of the room as the students came in. He saw the Dean wait until the last students were seated.

"I'll not take up a lot of class time." He looked over the class. "Your professor suffered a heart attack this weekend. He in the hospital under going tests." There was a gasp of surprise and muttered questions about their course. "The professor will set the exam and mark it. He has finished marking your website projects."

One of the student interrupted. "Sir, what about the last couple of weeks? There are lot of important concepts that we, I, want to make certain that I know how to use them properly."

"Nice lead in. Mr. Malenfant has offered to teach the next two weeks."

Robert jumped in. "And as well, I shall be here for the last week before exams to answer questions and help in any way that I can. I shall be sending Professor Roberts all my lecture notes so that he will know what I am emphasizing. If I miss anything on the exam which he is preparing, I shall make sure to teach it." A sigh of relief swept threw the class.

He took a question. "So sir, that means if you bring up anything from a previous chapter that concept is on the exam."

Looking seriously at the questioner, "You'll never know. I may just do several to confuse you." He smiled. "Work hard and you will have no trouble with this class. I repeat that if you have any questions in the last week, I'll be here."

The Dean seemed to be pleased with how he handled the question. He was smiling as he left the lecture hall.

The lecture went well and he had left almost ten minutes for questions and problems. As the last student left the room, Robert uttered a sigh of relief. His first lecture as their end of term professor had gone well. He sat in the class looking over his Wednesday lecture to see if he had covered all the concepts thoroughly. As far as he could see, it was OK. He left to meet Lucas for lunch

"Well?"

"It went better than I expected. They have accepted me as their professor for the next 3 weeks. How was your forensic class?"

"I am so glad that I took it. I am looking forward to my time at The Accountants and then with my father. I really hope that I can be an assistant on a few forensic cases."

"Let Dad know. I am certain that he and Uncle David can work something out."

Their classes were finished and they had to buckle down to study. He did help quite a few students in that last week and had many thank yous for what he had done.

They came first in the league and Robert was the league's top scorer. They had a final supper and pub night as a team with lots of good cheer and talk about summer jobs. It was during that evening that Hank came up to Robert and asked if he had anything to do with the job offer that he had in his home town. When Robert heard the details, he realized that his Dad and Philipo had followed through. He explained to Hank what he had done. Hank couldn't stop thanking him. It meant that with his scholarship and his summer money from a full time job, he could afford better accommodation and money would not be as tight the next year. McMullen had the same reaction. Word spread and Robert and Lucas didn't have to buy any beer that night.

The night after the supper and pub, they both studied hard and their first exam was the next day. They were back from supper and Robert opened his email. "This is interesting. I have an invitation to a Computer Technology faculty end of year BBQ for the office staff, professors and TAs of the Department. What is really interesting is that it is for staff and their partners." He looked at Lucas. "You know that we have kept our relationship fairly quiet. I have been thinking about that and I would like to take you to the BBQ as my partner. My professor and the Dean know."

"You know that we would be putting ourselves out there; word will spread. We have been lucky so far. Neither of us wanted the exposure this year. We should talk to Coach before we do anything as a courtesy if nothing else."

"My thoughtful guy. Maybe this is the time. It is the end of the year. By the time of the BBQ, the campus newspaper will not be publishing. Almost all of the students will have left for the summer. By September, it will be forgotten or at least old news for the members of the department. Eventually, someone is going to see us doing something or will hear some rumours. I am not ashamed or concerned about our relationship. I am sure that some of the professors and other TAs will bring female friends, wives and girlfriends. Who knows, maybe we'll meet some couples like us."

"So are we boyfriends or partners?"

"There has always been something that I don't like about the words girlfriend and boyfriend at our age. You are my partner."

They talked to Coach and he just laughed telling the guys that they could make their own decisions. He did thank them for thinking of him and his reaction. On the way back home, the decision was made that Lucas would go to the BBQ with Robert. They celebrated that decision the minute that they arrived home.

Exams went well for them and Paul and Brett. They had several nights out for supper with them and a night dancing at the club. Robert and Lucas had to stay around for the BBQ party with Robert's department. Brett and Paul went to Paul's home for 3 days and then lunch and supper at Brett's home. Brett did remind his mother that the minister was not wanted.

Both were a little nervous as the dressed for the BBQ. Both were wearing form fitting shirts which looked great on them and they had khaki pants that were tailored to fit them well. They looked casually elegant and damn good if they did say so themselves. There was a final kiss from Robert and they were off.

The BBQ was being held at one of the professor's homes and they arrived a respectable few minutes after the arrival time on the invitation. The Dean was hosting the party and he greeted Robert very warmly. "Robert so good to have you here. I have had feed back from the class. A job well done."

"Thank you sir. I would like you to meet Lucas Stephenson, my partner. We are also co-captains of the hockey team."

"You two and your team have had a really good season. Congratulations. I enjoyed your last game." He looked around the room. "Come, I would like to introduce you to the Professor whose house we are in." They walked towards a man in his thirties who obviously worked out. He was well built, in good shape and quite good looking.

"Professor Hunter, I would like you meet Robert Malenfant. He was the TA in Professor Robertson's class."

The handshake was firm and the man had a little twinkle in his eyes. He looked at Robert and then Lucas. "Professor, this is Lucas Stephenson."

The professor shook hands with Lucas and Robert could see him searching the room. The professor's eyes stopped and gave a man a look which told him to come over. The man was the same age and was slightly smaller but had a very good physique. In a sudden realization, Robert saw a connection; the two looked like his Dad and Papa. Dad bigger and Papa smaller but just as good looking and attractive. "Robert Malenfant and Lucas Stephenson, I would like you to meet my partner, Emile Levesque." He pronounced the name in the French way.

Robert decided to take the leap. "Bonjour, c'est un plaisir. (Hello, it's a pleasure)."

Not to be out done. Lucas joined in, "Moi, aussi. (Me, also.)"

They were off in a conversation in rapid French. Smiling, the Dean commented that he was glad that they had made such an instant connection and his limited French would just hold them back. He went off to talk to others.

They talked about their specialities. Professor Hunter had a wide ranging knowledge of computer languages and their implementation for business use which fascinated Lucas. His partner, Professor Levesque specialized, in 19th century and early 20th century French literature. Robert ended up talking to him about his visit to the Musee D'Orsay the previous summer. It was a delightful conversation; the professor knew a lot about Impressionism. Robert heard Lucas describing his forensic course and he and the Professor slipped back and forth between French and English as many of the concepts were difficult to translate to French. It was obvious that Lucas was well on his way to being a forensic accountant.

Finally Professor Hunter said that he and his partner should check the food and drinks. Professor Levesque looked at the two. "You two seem quite close. Robert you came as a member of staff. Lucas came with you I assume."

They and the professors had obviously hit it off. Robert looked at Lucas and then the two professors. "Yes, Lucas came with me. I read my invitation very carefully. It did specify whom I could bring."

Professor Levesque smiled at Robert. "You do have a way with words. Understood." There were looks of approval from Hunter and Levesque and they could hear the professors' chuckles as they walked towards the food and drinks.

"You just introduced me as your partner. Well in a round about way."

"They understood. I think that I have some more friends or at least supporters in the Department. You charmed Professor Hunter. Those two reminded me of Dad and Papa. I have seen pictures of them in their thirties. Professor Levesque is like Papa, smaller than Dad but good looking with a great build and that low keyed self confidence."

"I am hungry and need a drink. I see some chicken and sausages coming off the BBQ. Looks good."

The food was delicious and there was lots of it. They went outside and found a place to sit and eat their food. A guy came over and sat beside Robert. He looked at Robert. "Are you the Malenfant who was the TA for Professor Robertson's class?"

The tone of voice was a little like the 'are you the Malenfant kid' remark that Lucas' mother had made on the awful day when she arrived unannounced at the university in the Fall. It was not a good way to start a casual conversation. "Yes, I really enjoy that language. Are you a TA or are you on staff?"

"I am a third year student in the department." Aggressively, "How did you get that job? That is one of the newest, most difficult languages." Again the tone was negative as if Robert should not be the TA in that course.

"I took the course with Professor Robertson and did well in it. A guy had to drop out of the TA position at the last moment and he needed a person quickly. So I accepted his offer." There was an increasing belligerence in the guy's tone of voice. He decided to stop giving details.

"So what happened to the class when he had the heart attack."

Robert was thinking fast. "The Dean had someone take over the class for the last 3 weeks."

"Who? Someone from the Department?"

Robert decided on a bit of amnesia. "I, I am not sure. Damn, his name has slipped my memory. I didn't know him." He closed his eyes looking pensive. "Hmm, nope, not coming. I sort of tuned him out."

The guy gave him a strange look but said nothing more. Robert figured that if that was the guy's best effort, he was home free. The guy decided to change the conversation. "I saw you and a guy talking to Hunter and Levesque." There was lot of dislike, even animosity in his voice towards the professors.

"The Dean took us over to meet the staff in whose house the BBQ was being held. Interesting couple of professors."

Again with disdain, "Humgh, yeah. Who's the other guy you were with?"

"Oh, my roommate Lucas Stephenson. We are on the university hockey team together."

"So you brought him for the free meal. I could have brought my roommate or friend as well."

Robert had had enough of the tone and direction of the conversation; he decided to take the gloves off. "No I brought him because I read my invitation very carefully as to who was invited."

The guy looked at him with a question on his face. He was obviously processing what he could remember of the invitation. "Yeah it said staff and partners." As it dawned on him, the look on his face was one of surprise and then one of dislike.

"You're on the hockey team. You can't be PARTNERS in the meaning of the invitation."

"Oh why not? Fags ... don't play hockey?" He turned to Lucas. "Lucas, sorry, just a moment. I would like to introduce Lucas Stephenson, my partner. We are both big, strong hockey players. I am the top scorer in the league and Lucas was up for best defence man in the league. We are co-captains of the university team. Maybe it is time that we put the stereotypes to rest. I would really like you to meet my Dad who owns a large accounting firm and my Papa who is the senior lawyer in the biggest law firm in my home city." The guy was speechless. Robert turned to Lucas. "Lucas I think that I need some more to drink." He didn't say anything else to the guy. He stepped quickly away.

He left the guy standing staring at Lucas and him. Lucas had ended his conversation with the person beside him. He walked off with Robert. Lucas tried to speak. "What ....?"

Robert, very agitated, "Fucking idiot. He tried to find out why I had the TA position and who the took over from Professor Robertson after his heart attack. Then he told me that guys like us, hockey players, could not be partners. He spoke with disdain about Professors Hunter and Levesque. Homophobic jerk! I guess I'll have to watch out for him in the department. I see that look on your face; no, I do not regret bringing you here as my partner. I regret idiots like him."

Lucas laughing, "Again, remind me to never get in your bad books."

Robert started to chuckle. "You always bring me back to earth. I guess I can become wound up by things like this." As he touched Lucas' hand, he looked at Lucas; the look was steamy. "If we were alone, I would do a hell of a lot more than that. I need a drink."

By chance at that moment, Professor Hunter had scanned the room and he had seen the interaction of Robert and Lucas, the hand touch and the look. He reached over to his partner and commented on what he had just seen. They nodded their heads. These were two young men that they would watch out for. Both had been impressed by these two students.

The guys circulated and talked to both TAs and professors. They enjoyed the evening. Robert and the 'homophobic jerk' had avoided each other. They noticed that people were starting to leave. They also noticed that many guests had left glasses and plates with food on them around the rooms. The department had not arranged for any outside help for the BBQ and it looked as if the two professors were going to be left with a mess. Lucas and Robert came to the same conclusion at the same time. They should help with the clean up. They grabbed some plates and glasses and took them to the kitchen.

Professor Levesque was there. Robert looked at him. "Do you have any garbage bags? We are are going out and help clean up the mess."

"You are guests and you don't have to do that."

"You volunteered your home for a staff event and gave us a great afternoon and evening. That doesn't mean that you have to clean up all the mess by yourselves. We are free and have nothing planned. Garbage bags and some bags to put the compost waste in, please!"

That got smile from the professor. "Smart and bossy."

Lucas with a bigger smile, "I gave up a long time ago. You have NO idea."

Professor Hunter walked into the kitchen. "What's so funny?"

"These two. They want to help clean the place up." Pointing at Robert, "That one is bossy and his partner says that we have no idea how bossy he can be."

Lucas made a decision. He gave Robert a lovely look and put his arm over Robert's shoulder and pulled him close.

There were smiles on both the professors' faces. It was Professor Hunter who spoke up. "I would never want to disappoint. We'll accept any help that is offered. If ...." He looked at the two. "If you stay for a drink and a chat and perhaps some of the delicious leftovers which were prepared by my partner. After we are finished, of course." He deliberately put his hand over his partner's shoulder and pulled him close. "Oh and also, in our house with friends, I am Charles and he is Emile. Outside our house, ah ... I am certain that you understand."

With the four of them working, they were finished up by 9. They were sitting with their drinks. Charles looked at the guys. "I am surprised. You looked at the scotches and you both chose the GOOD scotch. Most students your age drink beer."

"Oh, my dads and my grandparents slowly introduced me to good wines when I was young and then to scotch in late high school. I have developed a taste for both." He smiled. "In moderation of course. Lucas was introduced to scotch this year by my dads. As my Papa says 'nectar of the gods'."

"OK, you said my dads."

"When I met you together this afternoon, you reminded me of my dads. They met in their late 20s, married and adopted me. I have seen pictures of them at family parties when they were in their 30s and you two seem very similar."

"What type of work do they do?"

"My Papa is the senior partner in his law firm. My Dad owns an accounting firm as does Lucas' father."

"Impressive." Charles looked at Robert. "Bye the way, changing the subject, who took over Professor Robertson's class when he left after his heart attack?"

"Is this a secret in the department? I assumed that everyone knew. A guy I talked to earlier asked me the same question."

"We were just told that someone had been found. Surely you know who it was."

"You have put me in a tight spot if it is supposed to be secret." He thought for a few seconds. "On the other hand, I wasn't told that it was to be kept quiet."

"I mention it because I have been asked If I might take over the class next term. I don't really want to because we are planning an extensive trip to Europe this summer and I already have a new course to teach. We have friends and relatives in some of the countries. I have started to read over the text and while I can understand the concepts, I don't feel that I have enough experience working with it and explaining all the variables. I don't care who actually took over his class. There is a little self interest involved."

"The Dean had to find someone quickly. Someone who knew the language well and could step in immediately." He raised his eyebrows.

"Well, a TA should know the language well so that he would be able to help out students in the class. He would have to be intelligent and well spoken."

"Well I can't comment on the intelligence or well spoken aspect but presumably a TA should know the course well." He paused. "Please don't tell the Dean about this conversation."

"I'll figure a way out. This has been a very valuable BBQ for me and for Emile. I rather think that the TA who took over is both well spoken and intelligent. I know that Professor Robertson assigns an assignment to build a web site. Could I get the web address for yours?"

"I can give you a web site. It is a commercial site that I gave to my grandad as a Christmas present; he owns a majority of shares and runs the family business. I gave it to him but the final web site is different from the one that I handed in. I added more features as I learned more after I submitted it. Professor Robertson and the Dean knows what I did." Robert quickly wrote down the Marchese web site and this own personal web address.

Lucas looked at everyone. "I can tell you that it is a remarkable site. He worked long and hard on it."

Charles nodded with his head to follow him. He sat in front of his computer and put in the address. Marchese Constructions came up. He followed some of the tabs. He turned his head to Robert. "That is a remarkable site." Chuckling, "Are you really a first year student?"

Robert shook his head and blushed. "I did well in math and computers in high school. I became fascinated with this language. It was my favourite course last term. I did spend a lot of time on it. Lucas can back me up on that." Lucas smiled and nodded his head yes several times.

Emile spoke up. "By the way, changing the subject again before I forget, I saw you talking to Ronald Picket today. Be careful of him. He has given Charles and indirectly me some grief. He makes his anti gay position very well known. He has given us some problems."

"I found that out." He told them what he had said and done.

Lucas spoke up laughing, "He wasn't quite that restrained when he first talked to me. Ronald was a fucking idiot and later a homophobic jerk."

They all broke up. Robert added sighing, "We had to out ourselves earlier this year to our hockey team and guys like him just set me off. It's OK. We came here today knowing what we were doing. By the way, the hockey team knows about us and backs us hundred percent. We are still the co-captains."

It was handshakes and well wishes for a great summer. Just as they were about to leave. Robert spoke up, "As part of your trip, will you be in Paris?" It turned out they would be there for a week or more.

"I have a crazy request which you can ignore. Just make up an excuse if you can't or don't want to do it." He gave them the name of the last gay dance club they had gone to. He asked the professors to ask after an Andre whom he described, if they happened to go there. He told them to tell him thanks for their evening of talking and dancing and that he had found his partner. They could describe Lucas.

They walked back to their room. It was after 11 and Robert put his arm over Lucas' shoulder and pulled him tight. "I know. We are in public and I don't care if anyone sees us like this." He stopped and kissed Lucas passionately. "That is only the start of foreplay."

They were back in their room. Lucas was against the wall, naked and Robert, fully clothed, was pushing into him kissing him. Lucas eyes were huge and he finally pushed Robert at arms length. Both were breathing heavily. "What brought this on? I'm not complaining, just interested."

"We were partners in public. We met two men who reminded me of my dads. They accepted us for who we are. I shot down a fucking homophobic bully. I watched you talking. Do you know how fucking sexy you are?"

As Robert was talking, Lucas had Robert's shirt undone and off. Lucas' hands were gently touching his growing cock. It wasn't long before Robert was naked.

Lucas with a look of amusement on this face, scanning Robert's body, "So any suggestions as to what happens next?"

Actions not words from Robert. Laughing, Robert reached down and grasped a very hard cock with one hand and the other hand was on his butt. He walked Lucas to their bed and pushed him onto it. Seconds later, Robert was lying on top of him. They could both feel the others very hard, wet cock. While kissing his guy, Robert slowly moved his body so that he was rubbing the two cocks together.

He only heard two words from Lucas. "Oh fuck!"

Almost at the same time. Robert felt Lucas' arms move and his hands moved down Robert's body until they were on his butt. Then strong fingers pried his ass open and a finger was moving over his entrance. It was Robert's turn to tell him that he needed the finger in him as far as it could go, to his prostate if possible.

Robert, "Oh shit, oh shit, don't stop. Feels fantastic."

After few minutes kneeling astride Lucas, Robert looked down and put his fingers on his guy's lips and whispered, "Don't move. I want you just as you are now."

Lucas had a look of total pleasure as Robert put lube on Lucas' red, pulsing cock. For almost a minute, he carefully moved his lubed fingers up and down that straining cock. Then he smiled and put lots in himself. He moved up and put that straining cock at his entrance. He moved his body and then sat down quickly without stopping until he could go no farther. With his eyes closed but with a look of pleasure, he had gasped as that big object first went in and then he shuddered as he was invaded.

He kept himself touching Lucas' thighs and looked down at Lucas. "

"I remember you during our first month together, hesitant, not sure of yourself, hurting but playing good hockey. Don't get me wrong; I really enjoyed being with you. You have blossomed. You looked so confident today with my department members and I heard you talking of forensic accounting with excitement and a depth of knowledge that was incredible. Dad or David will love working with you."

Lucas put his fingers over Robert's mouth. "It is you who has opened my eyes. You do bring out the best in people and take on those who have to be taken on. I watched you with Professor Levesque. Both of you were reacting intensely with the other."

"OK, enough. You know what I want tonight? I may be the bottom but I want you to be a power top working with me as a power bottom. Get to it, lover."

Robert put his fingers on Lucas' nipples and pinched. Then he started to ride his guy hard and fast. Lucas and he had discussed the concept of a power bottom and top and Robert closed his eyes and felt Lucas start to move in hard as Robert went down on Lucas even harder. They kept doing that for long minutes. Lucas pushed Robert's hands off his own cock and Lucas' hands started to move up and down as he went in and out. It was a night in which they were in perfect sync with each other. It was hard to tell whose moans and yelps were the loudest as they pinched and dragged finger nails over each others bodies. It was Lucas who was the first to gasp that he was there and Robert could feel the intensity of his rhythm and then he felt it change as he stroked to intensify the feelings as he pulsed a huge load into his lover. Robert put his hands on Lucas' hands and gave him the tightness and the rhythm that he needed. With his eyes closed and his mouth open gasping, he called out Lucas name as streak after streak landed on Lucas' chin, chest, stomach and streams down his cock and their hands.

Laughing at the intensity, Robert collapsed on his guy. They kissed. Robert finally felt Lucas shrinking and finally came out. Lucas turned them on their sides and looked at Robert. "Robbie, I never knew that it could be like this." Robert licked the wetness in Lucas' eyes and pulled him tight.

Comments

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, Michael Burtchell's story is in Discoveries; its ending is a little weak but getting there is fun.

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