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Coach was now the one that was perplexed. "But last practice, you and Glenn seemed upset with each other."
"Well, since we're going to keep secrets... the other day, Glenn saw Wheeler and me kissing, and he wanted to talk to me about it."
"Ohhh... Well, is he OK with it?"
Lloyd smiled. "Yeah, Coach. I think he's fine with it."
Coach looked at Lloyd, "There's something you're not telling me, isn't there?"
"Well, I'll let you know later. Is that OK?"
"Sure, that's fine Lloyd. You better get going... and remember, keep it tight between us."
"OK. You got it, Coach, and thanks for being cool."
"No problem Lloyd. Now get out of here," he said smiling.
Chapter Twelve
Wheeler sat on the couch and Glenn tried to comfort him. Ritchie stood in front of him asking, "Wheeler, are you sure he didn't do something?"
Still groggy, Wheeler only nodded said, "Yeah. When I came in, I was surprised to see him, and when I saw that you guys were still here, I was so upset that everything started to fly apart." He looked over to his Uncle Elijah who seemed to be lost deep in thought.
Elijah was thinking back to when he was ten years old and had the feeling he had then about liking boys instead of girls. He thought about how, when he was twelve, he and his cousin Jerry fooled around and that it had been him that started the little jack-off contest. Then he remembered how he and his cousin Jerry had even traded blowjobs. He knew that he was a lot better, size-wise, than most of his friends. He was never shy or embarrassed about his cock. He recalled that it was James, in high school, who had been his first sexual partner... how he had always known that James was gay but that he just had to open the door and allow him to make the first move. He wanted it as bad as he knew James did. And now to walk into seeing such love between these two sexy boys brought all that back to him.
Ritchie leaned over and touched Elijah on the arm. It snapped him back into the present. Now his cock was rock hard, and he was sort of embarrassed by it.
Wheeler looked at his uncle and said, "I am so sorry, Uncle Elijah."
Elijah only smiled and said, "No it's my fault entirely, Wheeler. I shouldn't have just walked in, but I had to piss so badly. I had no idea that... you know... that that would be going on. But I have to tell you, it was one of the hottest things I have ever seen."
Both Ritchie and Glenn blushed and looked like they wanted to hide someplace.
Wheeler looked at his uncle and cautiously asked, "Uncle Elijah, are you upset or mad?" Elijah looked at Wheeler and said, "No, I guess we need to talk, Wheeler."
Both Ritchie and Glenn looked at Wheeler, and he just nodded.
"Umm... hey, Glenn, I think we should go."
"Why?"
Ritchie just slapped him on the back of the head, and he finally 'got it.' Glenn laughed. "Yeah... umm... we have to go now. If you need us, Wheeler..."
"Yeah, I know."
The boys grabbed their stuff and made a fast retreat out the door.
Wheeler moved to the end of the couch and asked, "Well, Uncle Elijah, you want to sit down?"
"Only if you will stop calling me 'Uncle'. There are only six years between us." Both laughed and agreed.
Elijah started. "OK. I think there is a story here, and I'm sure I want to hear it."
Wheeler looked at him. "Well, let me ask you something first."
"Oooh...kay...," Elijah said.
"Well, Ritchie and Glenn are my best friends. Did what you see upset you?"
Elijah smiled and said, "Wheeler, there is something I need to tell you."
And with that, Elijah told Wheeler the whole story about him being gay. Wheeler just sat there wide-eyed and finally said, "I never knew that Elijah."
Elijah realized he liked Wheeler calling him that instead of 'Uncle' all the time.
"And there's something I want to ask you, Wheeler. Why are you here in the middle of the year?"
Wheeler looked down at the floor and then went on slowly... telling Elijah all that had happened to him. He told Elijah about how his dad had beat him and put him in the hospital, and how his dad and mom had tossed him to the curb. He went on to tell him that because of Carol and John, his life was saved. He went on to say that he had worried about him coming and finding out and hating him. He told Elijah that he had always liked him and did not want him to think less of him.
Elijah pulled Wheeler into a hug and was rubbed his back to comfort him and told him, "I could never hate you. You are my cuz, and I love you."
Just as the "I love you" came out... Lloyd, who had arrived and had been standing silently by the door, made a noise and move to leave, and it caught Wheeler's attention.
"Shit! Not again." Elijah let go, and Wheeler ran to the doorway.
Lloyd was almost to the bottom when Wheeler yelled, "Oh no you don't. Stop right there!"
Lloyd stopped and turned... looking up at Wheeler. The tears were already down his face... dripping off his chin. Elijah now stood behind Wheeler at the top of the stairs, his hands on Wheeler's shoulders. Lloyd just looked down and started to turn.
Wheeler ran down the stairs and stopped him before he could get out the door.
Lloyd looked at his neck. He couldn't force his eyes to go any higher.
"Where do you think you're going?"
"Away... so you two can be alone."
"And why would I want to be alone? I want only you. I love you, Lloyd."
That statement hit hard on two fronts. First, it hit Lloyd like a ton of bricks. He had heard Wheeler say it before, but never with that much love in his voice.
Elijah, after everything he himself had been through at that age, was stunned. Here was his nephew... going through the same kind of pain as he had, and he wished he had someone that would have told him what he was telling Lloyd.
Wheeler saw the lights go on in Lloyd's eyes. He knew he had to explain. He reached out, took his hand, and said, "I want you to meet my Uncle Elijah."
Lloyd snapped his head up to the top of the stairs. Elijah just raised his hand and waved. Lloyd broke down and started to cry all over again.
Wheeler could only grab him and hug him and asked him what was wrong.
Lloyd confessed, "I always assume the wrong thing. I love you more than anything, and here I am thinking that you were fooling around with someone else."
Wheeler then started to cry, and the boys turned to walk back upstairs. Wheeler noticed that Elijah was no longer at the top.
When they got back in the room, Elijah was in the bathroom with the door closed. Wheeler walked over to the couch and pulled Lloyd down to him.
Lloyd said, "I came up the stairs. As I looked in, I saw the blanket and the lube. Then I saw you two on the couch, and I heard the things he was saying and saw what he was doing. It just... I don't know... it hurt."
Wheeler told Lloyd what had happened, what Elijah had seen, and what he had heard. He also filled Lloyd in on the fact that Elijah was gay as well.
Elijah opened the bathroom door and slowly walked to exit the room. Wheeler called him, "Where are you going?"
"I thought I would just go and leave you guys to be alone."
Wheeler said, "Well there's no reason to do that. I want you to meet my boyfriend." Lloyd looked at Wheeler and smiled. Wheeler knew that saying it that way had made Lloyd happy.
As the boys were sitting and chatting, Elijah knew that he liked these guys. He told Wheeler, You know that kid that slammed into me and the other one?" Wheeler informed Elijah of their names. "Yea," said Elijah, "that Ritchie, he can body slam with the best of them."
"You know those two must care a great deal about you,
Wheeler. They both came right to your aid when they thought I had hurt you." "If you think they are protective, try me," Lloyd said smiling. Elijah knew better than to try anything with Lloyd, but he knew if it came down to it he could have taken him.
Lloyd said, "Oh my God, I forgot to tell you. Coach talked to me after practice. You won't believe what he said."
"What?"
"Well, you know he found out about me because of what dad said."
"Yeah..."
"Well, while I was trying to tell him that I would quit the team if he wanted me to, he said 'Why would I want my best swimmer to quit?' "
Elijah perked up when he heard 'swimmer'.
"He said, 'No. I need to tell you something Lloyd,' and then he told me he's gay too. The funny thing was... he thought that Glenn was my boyfriend because of all the confusion that day."
Wheeler only laughed, "Well if he's gay, did you tell him that Glenn was as well."
"No. I didn't feel that it was my place."
Elijah asked Lloyd what his coach's name was.
"Well, we just call him Coach D."
Elijahsmiled.
Lloyd noticed and said, "Do you know him. Elijah?"
"Uhh... yeah... kinda. But please don't say anything to him until I can talk to him. OK?"
Wheeler asked him, "How well do you know Coach?"
Elijah only smiled.
Both boys now knew how well Elijah knew Coach D.
The boys talked further and Elijah told Wheeler and Lloyd, "Look guys, you need to make a signal, so that no one bothers you."
Wheeler and Lloyd looked puzzled.
"Well," Elijah said... walking over towards the door, "see the doormat?"
"Yeah," they both said.
"When you're here and busy," he said with a smile, "just turn it around so the welcome faces out."
Both boys understood.
"It's a way to let everyone know so they don't just barge in here like I did today."
Wheeler laughed, "Well, Lloyd and I always make sure the door is locked."
Elijah heard the car in the drive. "Sounds like John and Carol are home. I'll go say 'hi' to them and take my stuff into the house. By the way, Wheeler, I like how you've made this place your own. It looks cool man."
"Thanks Elijah. You're always welcome here."
"Unless" added Lloyd, "the mat is turned around." They all laughed.
Elijah walked out the door and closed it on his way out, making sure to lock it before closing it. Before he went down the stairs, he turned the welcome mat around and smiled as he proceeded down the stairs.
Wheeler looked over to the door, and, seeing it was locked, and asked Lloyd, "Think Elijah knows something?"
"Well, he knows I love you."
"And that I love you too!"
They both wanted some loving, so it wasn't long before they lowered themselves down on the couch and started kissing and rubbing their crotches against each other.
After a minute, though, Lloyd pulled away from Wheeler to say, "Hun, I'm so sorry that I was jealous."
"Stop. I love you when you're that way. But you have to know that it's you I love and only you. And I would never do anything with anyone but you."
"I know. And you know that I wouldn't either."
Wheeler wanted to get more comfortable. "Let's get more room."
Lloyd got off the couch and pulled his lover up and kissed him hard. Wheeler moaned and pulled Lloyd tighter to him. The boys wasted no time in getting naked and onto the bed. Wheeler lay on his side, and Lloyd pulled him to the center of the bed. He turned Wheeler on his back, then proceeded to move his mouth down to his neck and nipples. This got Wheeler to moan deeper, so Lloyd went still lower and slowly licked and sucked Wheeler's long hard cock. Wheeler loved every fantastic feeling that was flooding through him.
Lloyd knew he was giving lover and friend a lot of pleasure, so he moved down to Wheeler's nuts and took each one slowly and gently in his mouth and tongued and sucked them. Then he lifted Wheeler's legs and tongued and licked the rosebud he found there.
After several minutes of this, Wheeler couldn't keep this up. "Lloyd. Stop man! Stop."
Lloyd pulled away... scared that he had done something wrong.
"What's the matter? Was I hurting you?"
"No. Never. But I don't want to cum so soon. I want to try and make you happy too and feel as good as I was feeling."
They switched places, and Lloyd was now on the bottom. Wheeler began to tongue Lloyd's asshole. Then, he slowly put a finger in.
"Hold on a minute," and Lloyd got off the bed, went to the dresser, and pulled the lube out of the sock drawer where Wheeler had shown him. He got back on the bed and handed the lube to Wheeler. "OK... Now I'm ready!"
Lloyd then pulled his lover into a sixty-nine position and took Wheeler's cock all the way down. While they both moaned and sucked each other, Lloyd opened the bottle and applied lube first to his fingers and then to his Wheeler's ass. And Wheeler did the same thing to Lloyd's ass. As they continued to suck each other's cock and finger-fuck each other's hole, Lloyd pulled off and asked Wheeler to add another finger.
Wheeler did as he was asked and added another finger. He could feel Lloyd flexing his sphincter to get more of it in his ass. And now Lloyd also had two fingers up Wheeler's hole and was really working him. The boys were giving each other such intense pleasure.
Lloyd added more lube and was now working in a third finger. He stopped to ask Wheeler if he was OK. The only response he got was, "God, yessss...!"
Wheeler likewise added more lube and now had three fingers up his lover's tight virgin hole. They were both moaning, sucking, and twisting fingers in each other's hole when Lloyd pulled his mouth off of Wheeler's cock out and pulled him up to himself so that they could kiss. This they did with more passion than they had ever done before.
Lloyd maneuvered Wheeler onto his back and then straddled his chest so that he could push his cock into Wheeler's mouth. Wheeler liked this position immensely because he could really give good head this way. Lloyd face-fucked Wheeler like this for awhile and, at the same time, reached behind his back to slowly jack Wheeler's cock in sync with his own thrusts. Having something else in mind, however, he reached for the lube, poured some on his hand, slid it up and down his lover's cock, and finally lubed his ass with some as well.
He slid his cock out of Wheeler's mouth and raised himself up -- kneeling with Wheeler's enormous cock pointing right at his butt.
Wheeler, when he realized what Lloyd was doing, said, "Lloyd, wait. You don't have to do that."
"Shhh. Hun, I want this... more than anything, I want to feel you inside me... filling me." And when he had Wheeler's nine- inch cock lined up with his love hole, he pressed down against that gigantic purple helmet and slowly started to lower himself onto it. As the head popped in, he stopped and let out a deep breath of air.
"Lloyd, if it hurts, please stop!"
Lloyd only smiled at him and continued to lower himself even more. After what seemed like a very long time, he found himself bottoming out on his lover's crotch with Wheeler's pubic hair tickling his nuts. He was in bliss.
Slowly he began the motions. He raised and lowered himself on his lover's cock... picking up speed and depth as he got more into it. Wheeler, experiencing the tightness of Lloyd's canal wrapped around his cock, could not believe the sensations he was feeling. "Oh, baby... OH... FUCK!... Oh! Man!... Uhhhh... Lloyd... I'm not gonna last long, babe."
Lloyd didn't care. Or, rather, he really did care... cared so much that he wanted to give Wheeler the ride of his life... to experience something beyond his wildest imagination.
He picked up speed... going faster and harder.
Then Wheeler, unconsciously, took up the action and began to thrust from his hips. He really didn't intend to do this because he was worried about hurting Lloyd. But he couldn't help it... some animal instinct deep in his psyche took over his body, and he began to ram like a savage beast in and out of Lloyd's grasping hole. His hands gripped the sides of Lloyd's torso, and his fingers dug into the flesh.
A part of him wanted to ask Lloyd if he was hurting him, but -- so overwhelmed was he by the sensations that enveloped him -- his ability to form words was gone. He was, quite literally, out of his mind.
Seeming to sense Wheeler's futile attempt to speak, Lloyd brought his face down to Wheeler's open, gasping mouth, and thrust in his tongue. Their mouths locked together, their tongues frantically slavered in each other's throat, and Wheeler's engorged rocket plunged in and out of Lloyd shaking body.
Sounds of fucking, and groans and screams of ecstasy, filled the room.
All too soon, Wheeler felt his nuts draw up, and he also felt Lloyd's sphincter tighten on his cock. Any second now! Like a speeding locomotive, the unrushing orgasm overtook both of them at the same time. At the brink... time seemed to stand still for one brief second, and then, like a lightening bolt, the electrical charge surged through their bodies, and colored lights flashed in their heads. Again and again the intense waves of agonizing pleasure flowed over them and possessed them.
Blast after blast after blast of his searingly hot juice spewed forth into the depths of his dear, dear beloved boyfriend. In this moment of ecstasy, Wheeler filled Lloyd. Surely, he thought, Lloyd's gut could not contain the volumes of cum his cock was pumping into him. He could even feel his own cock being immersed in the hot liquid. The feeling was beyond description... utterly beyond anything he thought was humanly possible to feel. He had given himself completely... both physically and spiritually.
Lloyd, as he was receiving this offering, was himself in the throes of orgasmic explosion. Repeatedly, his ejaculations shot out of his cock... one rope of cum after another... until his pungent cream drenched both their bodies with its milky white substance.
Wheeler licked the fluid off of Lloyd's chest and neck and tried to get as much as he could into his mouth. He wanted more... all of it... and he scooped up what was oozing over his own chest and neck and inserted his cum-covered fingers into his mouth to suck them clean.
Lloyd, now really spent, collapsed like a rag doll, rolled on to his side and pulled Wheeler with him -- keeping his lover's softening cock inside him. Lloyd could only feel deep and overwhelming love for Wheeler. He knew with a certainty that this, truly, is what life is all about; this is the essence of the universe, of Creation itself.
And Wheeler, feeling the same thing, told him, "I have never loved anything or anyone as much as I love you."
"Are you all right?"
"No," Lloyd whispered, "I... am... fucking... great!" and smiled as he never had before. His face glowed!
As they kissed, Wheeler's cock slipped out, and right away Lloyd missed it's feeling even more now. That feeling of invading fullness, of being 'taken,' of being possessed by the body of the one person he loved beyond all other, of actually have him IN him, being a physical part of him... this was all just incredible. The absence of that now was almost painful. There was a vacancy, a loss. Something that was so right was, for the moment, missing inside him. Lloyd knew that he would want that communion with Wheeler again and again... for ever.
But we cannot live all the time on that peak.
Down, now, to the world of practicality. After a short rest, Wheeler got up and went into the bathroom to clean up. Lloyd joined him there, and they showered together... washing each other's body tenderly and lovingly. Finally, as if doing a curtain call, they ended up giving and swallowing each other's nectar one more time.
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All this time, Elijah and John were in the house talking with Aunt Carol. John asked Elijah if he thought he could help him with a small project. Elijah knew that there was no such thing as a small project when it came to John. They walked out to the garage and John told Elijah that he was thinking about converting the bottom level into a small living space and then put in stairs that would make the dormer the main bedroom. As they stood there, they could hear the shower running. Smiling, John looked over to Elijah and said, "and I think I might need a bigger hot water tank."
"Maybe a 500-gallon model," added Elijah, and both men started laughing.
After drying off and getting clean clothes, the boys needed food. As they opened the door, they noticed that Elijah had turned the mat around. They smiled and turned it back before going downstairs. When they went around to the front, they saw Elijah and John standing in the garage. Wheeler almost went white with fear and shame.
Lloyd could see the look in his beloved's eyes and said, "What is it? Do you think they heard us? If they did, I don't care. They're not getting any of you."
Wheeler smiled, but it was a forced smile. As the boys got closer, John saw them coming and nudged Elijah, "Watch this," he said.
"Hey... you guys have fun?"
Lloyd went deep red and Wheeler all but collapsed. John knew immediately that he had said too much. He went over and grabbed Wheeler. "Look, son, I was only making a joke. And I'm so sorry. It was inappropriate of me."
Wheeler looked more stunned than anything else.
"What's wrong?" John asked.
Wheeler stuttered, "Y-you called me 'son'."
John looked at him and said, "I'm sorry, Wheeler. It just seemed natural. But if it bothers you, I won't do it again."
"No, Uncle John, I would like you to do it again... and all the time from now on."
Tears came to John's eyes, and he drew Wheeler into his arms and hugged him tightly.
"Well, though, it looks like I have two sons... now!"
Wheeler looked puzzled until John pulled Lloyd into his arms as well. There were tears and hugs all around... all glued together by a familial love which now bound them together. The men all walked into the house to eat dinner.
When Wheeler saw Aunt Carol at the stove, he walked up to her and hugged her. "What's for dinner, mom?"
Carol was clearly stunned and looked at John, and he nodded. Breaking down, she turned and, her eyes overflowing with tears, hugged Wheeler hard and said, "I think I like that. No... I know I like that."
The rest of the evening was just as good.
After dinner, Elijah excused himself and went into the spare bedroom and called Coach D.
"Hey, coach."
"Hi, Elijah. What's going on?"
"Nothing. I was just wondering what you're doing."
"Not much." Then D took a chance. "Hey, you want to come over and hang out here for a while?"
Elijah smiled. "Sure. Let me get a pen so I can get directions."
As the conversation in the spare bedroom was going on, Lloyd's cell phone rang. He opened it and said, "Yep. This is me."
Ritchie asked, "What's going on?"
"Not much, what's shakin'?"
"Well Glenn's ass was, but not any more."
Lloyd busted out laughing.
"Hey, Lloyd, you guys want to chill a while?"
"Hang on. I'll ask Wheeler."
Lloyd explained the conversation, and Wheeler said, "Sure, but not too late, we have school in the morning."
Ritchie said, "Yeah, I heard him. We'll be over in a few."
"OK, later."
"Later," Ritchie replied.
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