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Chapter Thirty
It was 2:30 a.m., and the house was completely quiet. A lone figure rose slowly from a prone position and walked quietly toward the sliding door to peer out into the warm night. As he reached out and slid the door open, a warm late summer breeze hit him in the face. He didn't know why he felt so confused, but once he was outside, he reached back and slid the door almost all the way closed. He wanted to make sure he didn't lock himself out by accident. The moon was high and bright in the night sky, and it cast his shadow back toward the house. He moved over to the bench just past the railing and sat down.
'What am I doing?' Tommy thought to himself. 'I've just spent the most exciting night of my life, and yet I feel as if I've somehow crossed a line that I shouldn't have. I liked Jenny... yet, whenever we were together, it was like there was something missing, something not there, something that I know should have been there.'
'These feelings that I have for Stan... I don't have them for any other guy. Is this love? Is this what it feels like to be in love? And if this is love, then why am I sitting out here with all these thoughts running through my mind?'
Meanwhile... inside, another figure awoke and headed toward the kitchen to get a drink. As he passed through the front room, he noticed a breeze coming from the slightly ajar door. He looked around the room and noticed that there was only one person on the sofa bed.
'Strange,' he thought... then crossed the room thinking he should close the door. When he got there and looked out, however, he noticed a lone figure sitting on the bench outside.
He slid the door open and went out, then slid the door back to where it was, and walked over to the bench.
"Are you alright Tommy?" Wheeler asked.
Tommy never moved or spoke. He sat on the bench with his elbows on his knees and his face resting in his hands. He seemed to be deep in thought as he peered out onto the lake.
'Man, how smooth and peaceful it looks,' he thought to himself.
Wheeler reached out and touched him on the shoulder and again asked, "Are you alright Tommy?"
This time Tommy let out a small yelp and jumped forward... landing on the dew-wet grass.
"Oops... sorry to have startled you."
"Damn, Wheeler, you scared the shit out of me."
"Well, then," Wheeler laughed, "I guess it's a good thing you're naked!... but I really am sorry."
For the first time since he got out of the bed, Tommy noticed that he was, in fact, naked.
"Stay right here. I'll get you something." Then Wheeler went back into the house. He grabbed Lloyd's beach robe that was slung across a kitten chair, got two Dr. Peppers from the fridge, and was soon back outside.
"Here." Wheeler wrapped the beach robe around Tommy and handed him a drink.
"So... why are you out here in the middle of the night? Can't sleep?"
Tommy knew why he was out there, but he wasn't sure he could he tell Wheeler. But the look on his face was all Wheeler needed to know what was going on.
"Oh... I see."
Tommy was amazed the he could be read so easily.
"How did you know?"
"Been there, done that. I recognized the look as one I once saw in the mirror," Wheeler said flatly. "Sort of the deer caught in the headlights of a fast-moving semi," and he smiled.
Tommy responded with a slight smile too.
"Thinking things over, are you?"
"Yeah," said Tommy, suddenly feeling he could trust this friend with everything. "I know I'm gay... or at least I think I am. I mean... I liked Jenny, but when we did it," he said making the quotation marks thing with his hands, "it was like there was something missing. I knew even then that something was wrong but, it was like I have had this feeling for Stan for so long..."
Tommy stopped and looked at Wheeler... who was simply looking on with compassion. He took a sip from his pop and continued.
"Tonight, I had the most amazing thing happen. Stan and I... we... well, we were like of one mind and one body, and things just seemed so right. But I don't know if it's love... or just flat-out horniness. I mean... it was the best I have ever felt!"
Again, he stopped and looked at Wheeler... who still had that same look on his face... and then continued.
"Even when I've jacked off, it was never like tonight."
Wheeler took a sip from his pop.
"Well, you make it sound like jacking off is a bad thing. Nine out of ten guys jack off, and the other one lies about it! But you do have a lot on your mind."
The two boys talked for over an hour sitting alone outside. Neither of them noticed when behind them another figure stood at the door for a few minutes. Lloyd had gotten up when he reached out and did not feel Wheeler there. He ran through the house worried that his love was having a flashback to a bad time again. When he reached the front room, he noticed the door and the breeze. He ran to it but stopped when he heard the voices from the other side. He wasn't trying to spy, nor was he worried about what might have been going on. He trusted Wheeler without question. What he heard was Wheeler's voice, and it made him so very proud... and, at the same time, even a little sad.
"I have never loved anyone like I love Lloyd. He is my heart, my soul, and my everything. Without him, I'm nothing at all. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be here."
"You mean, here... as in this place?" asked Tommy.
"No," answered Wheeler, "here, as in 'alive.' When I was going through the worst time of my life, it was Lloyd that saved me and kept me from falling into a very bad place. >From the first moment I saw him, I fell for him hard."
Tommy laughed, and Wheeler smiled.
"Yeah... that too!" said Wheeler.
Lloyd quietly backed away and went back to bed... knowing that he too loved Wheeler with everything he had.
When Wheeler slipped back into bed, Lloyd pulled him close and wrapped his arms around him pulling him tightly.
"I missed you," he whispered.
"Had to help a friend."
"That's why I love you so much... from the first time I saw you, I fell for you so hard."
Wheeler turned to look at Lloyd with a questioning look. Lloyd in the darkness just smiled. He knew he'd have to explain it in the morning. Soon he was back asleep... with the love of his life still puzzled by the familiar words he had just heard Lloyd utter.
.....
Morning came early for Lloyd. As he woke up, he could feel the warmth coming from the body of his love, and his semi-hard cock was resting in the crack of Wheeler's ass. He began to move it slowly... rubbing up and down between those perfect globes.
Wheeler woke to the feeling of Lloyd's love. He smiled and reached out to the end table to get the bottle of KY, then tossed it over his shoulder... hitting Lloyd gently in the face.
"Oh, now you're going to get it."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah... promises, promises."
Wheeler smiled as Lloyd greased up his cock and slipped two fingers into him.
"Wow," giggled Wheeler. "I think it shrank!"
Lloyd eased back, and then slowly slid himself fully into Wheeler.
"Yesssss..." escaped from Wheeler's lips.
As Lloyd picked up speed, he reached around Wheeler and started stroking his hard cock. Lloyd was soon approaching the point where he could feel his balls start to tingle and draw up. He also knew that Wheeler was getting to the same point.
"Harder," Wheeler moaned.
Lloyd started to thrust himself fast and hard. He could feel Wheeler's huge cock swell and grow even further... to the point of explosion.
"Unnnhhhh... UNNNNHHHH....."
When Wheeler's swollen cock started shooting, his ass-ring tightened, and Lloyd let loose with his own volley of shots... filling the warm, wet cavity repeatedly.
When the flow of his last gush came to a slow stop, Lloyd pulled out and started to get up from the bed.
"Got to go pee."
Wheeler jumped from his side of the bed. "So do I," and they both ran to their private bathroom.
After a quick shower the boys, left the bedroom to go and start breakfast. Passing the door to Jason and Allen's room, they heard the bed squeaking and Jason's loud moaning. They just smiled.
Suddenly the door to the other bedroom flew open. Ritchie and Glenn emerged and headed to the bathroom across the hall. Wheeler noticed the spattered cum on Ritchie's chest.
"Ah ha!" laughed Wheeler. "Guess we weren't the only ones having fun this morning. Guess Glenn was riding the bull again this morning!"
"Just shu-ut up," said Glenn with a smile on his face, and then closed the bathroom door.
Lloyd and Wheeler continued on to the kitchen... grinning from ear to ear.
Crossing the front room, they noticed Stan and Tommy spooning on the sofa bed.
"Guess things worked out," said Lloyd.
"Yeah. Things have a way of doing that."
As they entered the kitchen, Lloyd said, "Well, Tommy just needed someone to talk to... someone who'd been there."
Wheeler raised his eyebrows and looked at Lloyd. "You were up last night?"
"Yes. I came looking for you and saw you talking to him, but I only stayed for a second... long enough to hear what you said about falling hard."
"So... that explains what you said last night."
"And I meant what I said," Lloyd replied.
"I know," Wheeler said... hugging Lloyd from behind.
Soon they had bacon and eggs and toast ready and waiting. Glenn entered the kitchen first, followed soon after by Ritchie... who had an evil grin on his face.
"Morning, guys" said Lloyd.
"Morning," replied Glenn and reached out and slapped Wheeler on the butt.
"I told you before," Lloyd piped up, "that... is... mine."
"I know, I know... just keeping it warmed up. That was for the bull-riding comment."
"Well, we all know how you love to ride Ritchie when he's on his back."
"You got that right," said Ritchie.
"It's the best!" sighed Glenn. "I just climb on and then tell him he's the worst fuck of my life, and the ride begins."
Ritchie jumped to get to Glenn, but Glenn pulled Wheeler in between them.
"Oh no, you don't" said Wheeler. "Been here once before."
They all started laughing.
Suddenly they heard a loud discussion from the front room. The boys all entered the room and found Tommy and Stan standing on opposite sides of the sofa bed. Both were shirtless and had their jeans pulled up, but not buttoned up, and their flies were open.
"What's going on?" asked Lloyd.
"Nothing," spat Stan. "Nothing... at... all!"
Ritchie moved over to the love-seat and pulled the two boys' crusty dried underwear from behind a pillow where he hid them.
"Looking for these?" he said to Stan and Tommy.
"Fuck!"
Stan turned to run down the hall but only got so far before he slammed into Jason coming the other way... followed by Allen. After spinning around, he darted out the front door.
"Great!" Tommy said to Ritchie. "Way to go, asshole!" He leaped across the sofa bed and sprinted out the door to catch Stan.
The boys looked at Ritchie as if he had two heads, and they all headed for the front door. When they got outside, they found Stan on the ground and Tommy sitting on him. Stan had fallen over the hedge near the front porch, and Tommy had caught up to him. Stan was trying to get away, but Tommy was holding him down.
"It's OK, Stan. Really."
"No! Now they know about us," screamed Stan.
Tommy was trying his best to reassure him, but Stan was more worried about what his friends thought of him now.
Lloyd walked over, and Stan froze in place. Then Lloyd leaned down and whispered in his ear.
At first, Stan looked shocked... but then turned a bright red and just nodded.
Lloyd walked back to the front porch and started pushing the other guys back inside.
"Who wants eggs?"
Once they were in the kitchen, Wheeler had to ask, "What did you say to him?"
"I said I knew what he was scared of. He didn't know about the rest of us. I just told him that everyone here is gay and that he had nothing to be ashamed of or frightened about."
Jason signed and Allen translated, "But why did he blush so badly?"
Lloyd looked at Jason, and said, "Well... sitting there on the ground, they both had their cocks out. I simply told him that if they were going to have sex right then, I'd really appreciate it if they did it in the house... not in the front yard for everyone else to see, and that when they were done, breakfast would be ready."
All the boys broke into laughter.
"Damn," said Wheeler, "and I was going to suggest that we try that some time!"
.....
Out in the front yard, Stan was still stunned. Tommy looked down at him and spoke quietly and evenly.
"I was trying to explain it to you, but you wouldn't listen to me. I didn't know until last night that everyone here is gay. And I didn't know until last night how you would react to it if you had found out. But after last night... well, I was trying to tell you that now we can be completely open about our relationship around these guys. And finally... I didn't know until last night that I love you as much as I do."
Stan still hadn't said anything, but tears ran from his eyes.
He looked up into Tommy's eyes.
"You don't know how long I've wanted you to say that to me. You have no idea how long I've loved you."
Tommy got up and helped Stan get up too.
"Well, I think there's a better place to express that, and it's not out here in the front yard."
As the boys inside were eating, Tommy came into the kitchen pulling Stan along with him.
"Guys... I think we need to talk. Stan doesn't believe that you all are OK with... umm... us."
Lloyd leaned over and deep French kissed Wheeler.
Ritchie started kissing Glenn.
Allen reached over and shoved his hand down the front of Jason's shorts and leaned in for a kiss as well.
Wheeler pulled back from Lloyd so he could speak to the group.
"Hey! Not in the kitchen. We eat in here."
Jason signed something, and Allen and Glenn started to laugh.
"What did he say?" asked Lloyd.
"He said that we all eat in the bedroom too."
Soon all the boys were laughing, and Stan felt that things just might work out. Ritchie walked over to Stan and hugged him.
"I'm sorry. I only meant it as a joke."
"I'm sorry, too," said Stan. "I just freaked out. I didn't know that it was cool."
"But that must have been a good night," joked Ritchie. "Those things were nasty and crusty... even though I didn't know whose was whose."
"Wouldn't you like to know?" said Stan, and he leaned over and started kissing Tommy full on the lips.
Just as the two started to part their lips and French, Lloyd threw a piece of toast at them.
"Not in the kitchen, guys!"
And all the boys laughed.
.....
After cleaning the house and packing everything for the trip home, Lloyd and Wheeler took Stan and Tommy outside so Lloyd could show them something.
"Here... this is where I hide the extra key," and he showed them a red and blue rock in the rock garden.
"You mean we can come up here again?" said Tommy.
"Anytime you want. Just check with us to make sure we don't already have plans to be here and want to be alone."
"Thanks, guys," said Tommy.
"Yeah, thanks guys," repeated Stan.
.....
The trip home was fast. Wheeler and Lloyd drove home in Wheeler's Jeep, and Jason and Allen rode with them. Ritchie and Glenn were in what Ritchie named The Battlewagon. And Stan and Tommy drove Lloyd's Jeep home for him.
The boys pulled into Lloyd and Wheeler's and saw a construction type truck parked in the drive.
"Oh," said Lloyd, "what's Uncle John up to now?"
As the boys got out of the cars, Jason and Allen took their bags, said their good-bys, and headed across the street to Jason's house. Stopping at the front door, Jason took out his keys and unlocked the door and stepped aside for Allen. Once he was in the doorway, Allen gasped, and reached back to try to stop Jason. But Jason was out of reach, and, in spite of Allen's attempt to stop him, he stepped into the doorway to the living room... and froze in place.
There...
in the middle of the room...
was Coach...
on his back...
and Jerry driving his nine-and-a-half inch cock in and out as he held Coach's legs high in the air by his ankles.
"More... Harder!" Coach was calling out... oblivious to the arrivals.
Jason dropped his bag, and both Jerry and the Coach jerked their eyes to the doorway and stared wide-eyed like a couple of deer in the headlights.
Jason turned the deepest shade of red. Allen reached out and grabbed him, and both boys ran out as if their asses were on fire.
Once outside, Jason started signing to Allen. Allen had a hard time keeping up with what he was saying, but he caught the better part of it.
'Man... that was so fucking hot... even though I didn't hear a thing.'
"I know. I tried to stop you. When you opened the door, I knew something was going on. Man, are we ever in trouble."
'I don't know,' signed Jason. 'Maybe not in trouble, but definitely we are going to hear about this.'
"Damn! Now I wish I was deaf!"
Jason looked at him and just smiled.
Back in the house, Coach was almost sick with worry.
"Damn! This is not going to be good."
"Don't worry," said Jerry. "They already know we're sort of together."
"Yeah... but not in the middle of the day in full sight of them!"
Jerry tried to calm Coach down, but the mood had been broken, and both men took very quick showers and decided to think of what to do next.
Across the street, Stan and Tommy were saying their good-bys, and Tommy asked Stan if he'd like to spend the night sometime. Stan smiled.
"Yeah. From now on, I think we need to spend time at each other's house more often."
Tommy just smiled.
After honking their goodbyes, Ritchie and Glenn had turned off on their street before Lloyd. John was coming out of the lower part of the garage and saw the boys walking toward him.
"Hi, guys."
"Papa John," said Lloyd, "what are you doing now?"
John liked the fact that Lloyd had called him Papa John, but he knew he was in for it because he had decided to have some things done again... without asking the boys.
"Well," said John, "I just thought I would update the sound system a bit."
"Why?" asked Lloyd.
"Well, you won't believe the deal I got."
Lloyd knew he was beat. "OK. Let's see it."
The boys went upstairs. Built into the overhang that was across from the two couches in the dormer was a box supported by three poles. As the boys climbed the stairs, John was telling them that it's so much better and doesn't take up any more space.
The boys went into the dormer, and there it was: a 54-inch wide screen TV... built into the wall. Now the boys understood the need for the box and support poles overhanging the lower part of the open garage. The TV had its own DVD TEVO and DVD burner as well as a surround sound system.
"Wow," said Wheeler, "we can wake up the whole block with this."
"Not my intention," said John, and both boys laughed.
"Lloyd and Wheeler, I'd like you to meet Tom Greenside. He's part owner of Greenside construction."
"Hello" and "Hi," said Lloyd and Wheeler respectively.
Tom Greenside was about 6'2", 150 lbs, with graying hair, and about 45 years old.
"Tom," said John, "I'd like you to meet Lloyd Patterson and Wheeler Dalton."
Tom started to stick out his hand and suddenly stopped and looked at John.
"Oh, these must be the boys of the owners of Dalton Patterson Inc."
Lloyd and Wheeler smiled.
"No, Tom" said John while pointing to the boys, "Lloyd and Wheeler ARE the owners of Dalton Patterson Inc."
Tom Greenside was awe struck.
"These two are part owners of my company?"
Both boys looked at John for an explanation.
"Guys, Tom wanted to expand, and he needed capital. So he sold half-interest in his company to Dalton Patterson Inc. Ted, being your financial representative, decided you guys needed to have some tax shelters, so he and Tom agreed to help each other out."
Tom was still stunned.
"These two boys now own half my business?"
"Yeah," said Lloyd, "I guess so... but don't worry... we don't want to take over. You do great work," he said looking at the installation.
"Well I'll be damned! Now I understand why I had to sign a nondisclosure contract."
"In fact," John began, "that's why I hired your company in the first place. Ted told me that if I hired anyone else, then I'd be taking money out of their pockets," he added with a laugh.
"OK, then," said Tom, "I think I gave myself a good deal," and started laughing too.
"Well, I hope we made money on it," said Wheeler.
And soon all of them were laughing and slapping each other on the back in congratulation.