This document contains homosexual themes and acts. If you are underage or don't like the subject, then don't read it.
The story is not autobiographical and is a product of the writer's fertile imagination.
Comments welcomed preecherdave@gmail.com
Author's Note
This is the second time that I have used this format. I have taken two minor characters from the story, Surprised, Nifty, Adult Friends, January 14, 2012 and developed their characters and a story around them. I had had a few suggestions from readers when they finished the first story of minor characters, Surprised Eric and Dave that I should do the same for some other characters mentioned in Surprised, 'that I had abandoned'. So this is the second attempt; hope that you enjoy this one as well.
This chapter starts on New Years Day after Graham and Robert's New Years Eve party.
Something woke Graham. There was just the beginning of the day's light coming in the windows. Rob's arms were still around him. Graham was hard. He moved and Rob's eyes popped open. Within a very short time, he was hard.
Graham reached over and opened the lube and put some on Rob's finger, "You know what ...."
It was the first time in a long time anything had been in there. His body resisted a bit but when the finger grazed his prostate, he moaned loudly. Rob did things differently but they had the same effect. Very quickly, Graham's head was moving from side to side, his whole body was in motion. Pleasure etched on his face.
Graham almost shouted, "Give me the goddamn lube." Rob just laughed and gave it to him. Soon Rob had lube smeared on himself and he was at Graham's opening. It took a little longer as Graham had not been entered in quite a while. But soon, they were both in a rhythm and it was Graham who was crooning and swearing. All too soon he heard himself yell, "I am so damn close. Come with me." The spasms were as hard and gave as much pleasure as the night before. They cuddled and slept again.
A shower together, breakfast, clean up of the condo, light, fleeting touches on faces, arms, butts, crotches, quick kisses as they worked. A drudgery made romantic and fun. Light banter about the night before, little comments about the others performance in bed, some funny, some complimentary, some ridiculous. For a time, their own little world. Reality, the telephone rang.
It was John, asking Robert if it had been a long HARD night. There was an explanation as to why they left. John said that Robert and Graham had been making out in the kitchen oblivious to anyone and they didn't want to spoil their moment. John didn't ask if Graham had stayed over, he just asked to speak to him. So much for going slowly and being discreet. John and Mark ended up over at the condo for lunch and part of the afternoon. A really nice time. They all went skating in the late afternoon. Graham and Robert ended the day with supper by themselves and watching the show that John had talked about, the New Years special of the Vienna Philharmonic from Vienna. Both were captivated by the flowers, music and the dancing. Two more converts.
They had talked during the day and decided that even though they had work the next day, Graham would stay the night. They would get up early and go to work from the condo. They arranged for supper at the pub the next evening to talk and work out arrangements. That night in bed was a joyous celebration of the wonderful time they had had together in the last few weeks. Holidays were over. They both knew that a new reality had to be worked out.
Both reflected during the day on Monday about their feelings. Both knew that these were new feelings for them both. But they lived in separate places, had very different jobs and time schedules. They didn't really know each others basic interests and fundamental traits. Graham wondered if he had intruded too much on a guy who lived a private, single life. Robert hoped that he hadn't gone too fast for a guy who was new to being officially gay and had never been in a relationship. Both realized that part of their early agreement had been to be honest with each other but also to go slow. Had they been too fast?. Tonight, they both decided that they had to talk..
They met at the pub. Graham seemed a little hesitant. He was not his usual outgoing self. Robert tried to enliven the conversation. It only partly worked. He decided on being forthright.
"Graham, something is on you mind?"
"We have had a wonderful few weeks. It has been like a world apart. We are back in the real world. You have lived by yourself and are used to that. I don't want to impose, intrude ...." Robert held up his hand almost in frustration. Luckily, he understood the comment for what it was.
"You are too damned thoughtful and careful. I haven't had good weeks like this in a long." He emphasized his point with a shake of his head. He smiled. "If you think you can use me a lose me, think again." Ah! No interruptions counsellor, no assumptions in this case, just the facts. "This wasn't just a little fling for me. Oh, we went a little faster than I expected but it was mutual. We have an agreement, binding as far as I am concerned. You and me." He stopped and tried to look stern but eventually moved and held Graham's hand.
The smile on Graham's face was wonderful. Robert had gotten it right. He had to get his fears out.
"Did I go too fast?"
"I guess you don't remember the evening after Mark and John's party. Rhetorical question. How did I meet you at the door that night? How did I react on the day we met after the Christmas holidays?"
"You were a bit butch those times."
"You crack me up. Butch?" Their laughter attracted attention.
" OK, counsellor, let's negotiate the new deal."
They reiterated their previous agreement but added living arrangements. They would go between each others places and on some nights, when one had a tough schedule or had other commitments, they would stay by themselves. They would try to cultivate shared things but still could do things apart. Some things were on the banned list; the most import thing, it was just the two of them. Tonight they would stay at Graham's and Robert would leave for work from there. That required stops by both of them and they agreed to meet later. When they did, they celebrated in the appropriate way. They used the lube that Graham had stopped to buy.
The next morning they woke up a little later than usual. It was the beginning of a new chapter in both their lives.
Both were very hard. Robert looked at him. "Shit, look at us and we have to go to work, no time."
"A quickie?"
"It's late!"
"I could set a timer for 6 minutes and if not finished we just get up!" He reached for the clock and began setting the timer.
Chuckling in absolute amazement, "Where do you get these ideas. You're, you're not kidding!"
"The time is running and your wasting it."
Still shaking his head in disbelief, he swallowed Graham all the way. Graham followed him in a 69. In a very short time, they were both moaning, tensing and shooting.
Graham looked at him with a small smile, "Quite satisfactory, we even have time for a short cuddle." A minute later the timer went off and Graham jumped out of bed still partially erect with semen still evident.
Robert's only words were, " You ... un bloody believable!" Graham just ambled to the bathroom laughing and shaking his ass as he walked. Robert was up and gave it a slap and then a thorough fondle. The shower was together to save time, was quick to save time and was erotic because it just was.
They managed to put together a schedule that worked between the two places and both noticed over the next weeks that they had more and more things to do together. Neither minded one bit.
Then came the news of a possible hockey team. Robert was brimming over with excitement. It was something that he had missed. They were at home at his place one night and he was telling Graham all about it. Graham looked at him and asked if they had a goalie. The answer was that they were searching for one with no luck. Graham raised his eyebrows.
"No, you are not." The smile on Graham's face gave him the answer. "My god, how many hidden talent do you have?"
"I knew that you liked hockey but you never told me you played, a forward no less. Yeah, I played some intramural in high school and University. Nothing spectacular but I can stop the odd goal."
Robert didn't even ask. He was on the phone to Phil in an instant. They had their goalie. They had a great time together at Mark and John's planning and getting the team in shape. They lost their first game but played well. After their second game at an indoor arena, they were approached to join a league after a team had folded and they joined. They had practices and planning session at a local pub. They had a whole new group of friends who were gay and straight. No one knew who was what and as agreed, Graham and Robert kept a low profile while they were working their way through the beginnings of a relationship.
The real world finally caught up with them. Graham was busy at work with a new outreach team trying to reach out to provide legal services to same sex and common law couples. It was fascinating work but it took a lot of time and late hours. Robert had some major policy papers to research and write with very tight deadlines. They were both keeping odd hours. There were many nights at home alone. One night Robert came home late to find that Graham had decided to pack up and go home to his place. Both were frustrated. Robert decided that he had to tackle this head on. It was time and he had a suggestion. He got some things together and went over to Graham's.
"Hi stranger. You gave up and came home, right?" Graham just nodded yes. "I am missing you. Can I stay tonight?"
"Rob, I am not angry. It's just that much of what I have is here and if you are not at your place, then it's more comfortable here. I really miss you."
"Solution, we need one home base." He paused to look for Graham's reaction. "Yeah, it's my inimitable blunt approach." They looked at each others for the longest time.
Finally, Graham broke the silence. "This place is rented and is basically not much better than student living."
"Settled. For now, my place."
"Did I miss a step somewhere? Are we living together?"
"If you agree? Sort of sounds like it, doesn't it? Too fast? Keep yours for a while or sublet it. Just in case"
Quizzically,"Just in case?"
"Just in case, my place or I don't agree with you or I kick you out. If you rent, you can put the money into savings."
"More negotiations needed. We'll have to work something out, financially. I won't be a kept man." The smiles and chuckles were back. "Oh and ... of course."
"Of course what? That is not a sentence, no subject, no verb, no reference point."
"You don't like my sentence structure? You HAVE been writing a lot. Of course, ... you can stay tonight!"
They settled the deal with a kiss which led to the bedroom and eventually to one of the best sleeps they had had in a week. The next day they changed the message on the machine at Robert's place, no their home, to 'You have reached 111 222-1234. Leave a message. Will get back as soon as possible'. It was Graham's comment that if pronouns or subjects were a problem, leave them out. He was an expert on pronouns. When he gave out his new number, Graham told everyone that he had moved out of his student accommodation to something a little better. He only gave the details to one person, Andy, his brother with an invitation to visit. He and Rob had agreed that it would be a really nice start. Friends would figure it out if and when they compared their telephone numbers. John was the first to notice.
It was actually Graham who received the call the day that John was attacked by the furious ex partner of one of John's client. He immediately phoned Mark, leaving Mark to contact John's parents. Mark's car was in for service that day and he insisted that he would pick Mark up and drive him to the hospital. He did the rounds of the office so their would be no surprises. Then he quickly contacted Phil on the hockey team, asking him to spread the word. When he picked Mark up, he got the info about his car. Arrangements were made that he would pick it up and leave it in the hospital parking lot. He and Robert would get it before closing that day. Not the day he had expected, not the day John had expected.
When they got home. Graham was totally keyed up from the days activities. They talked over what they could do for John and Mark while sitting at the table eating a late supper. Graham really wanted to help. Robert suggested doing some shopping for them. That led Graham's mind to supper. That was it; they would get some take out food that John could eat easily and take it over to them the next evening with enough for leftovers for John the next day.
"Lover, you just don't stop do you?" Robert said this while looking at this guy he had come to feel so good with. Graham returned the look but his look turned to something very different. Graham slowly came to Robert and pulled him up from the chair he was sitting in. The kiss was intense. There was no doubting Graham's intentions and feelings.
"John was my first confidante. He got me to the club, to you. Do you have any idea how that has changed my life?"
"As a matter of fact, big guy, I do. I am now part of your life. No, we are part of each others."
Graham's eyes teared up. He gripped his man even harder. Then he stripped him naked. Then he was stripped naked. He put his arms around Robert's shoulders and moved him to the couch. He pushed Robert onto the couch and then sat facing him, resting on his legs.
Graham in the most seductive voice he could manage, "My, look what I have in front of me. A treat just for me." His hands were all over Robert's chest. He got yelps when he suddenly pulled the hair. He noticed Rob's cock jump. It did the same when he licked and bit first his right nipple and then the left. Their two hard cocks were rubbing against each other. He reached down to light encircle both and rub first gently and then harder and faster. Both were breathless in minutes. Graham got up and returned with the lube.
He held it in front of him looking at the lube and Robert. He looked at his erection then at Robert's; he made it look as if he were deciding who to put it on. There was no question in his mind. He put some in himself and the slathered it on Robert's erection. Poised above him, leaning down to kiss Robert, he slowly let the head penetrate him. He closed his eyes enjoying the feelings that coursed through his body. Then he slid slowly down not stopping until he was sitting on Robert. Robert had his eyes closed feeling the hotness and the tightness encircling him. He was getting harder with the pressure. Graham's mind just floated feeling the fullness. He started to slowly move up and down. Occasionally Robert would push up hard as he was going down. Pressure on his prostate, pressure on Robert's hard cock. There were moans, little incoherent noises. Graham became vocal as Robert started to stroke him hard, stopping occasionally to just play with the head.
Both were close and as if by common consent, tonight there would be no waiting. Graham could feel the urge, the tingling started in his balls. His whole body seemed to convulse. The first explosion hit Robert's neck. He was spasming hard around Robert's sensitive cock. After two hard strokes up. He could feel Robert push deep and hold. Then he felt his contractions which he copied by clenching his buttocks together, milking ever drop out of him. They stayed like this looking at each other, kissing gently until he felt Robert soften and come out. He was surprised how long it took. Graham sat back to look at Robert.
"I don't want to clean up. You can if you want. I want to keep that part of you in me. Hope that doesn't sound creepy."
"Lover, sex is passionate, messy and wonderful. Let's go to bed. Shower in the morning." Robert marvelled at how different this man was in public and in private. In public, quiet and gentle with others; no one could imagine the inventive mind, the passion, the feelings he had. Prim and proper he was not.
Surprises come together, he thought later. They were at home later that week and Graham answered the telephone.
"Andy, how the hell are you doing?" He saw Robert smile, stop reading to listen to the call
"Yes, we meant it about the visit. That weekend could be interesting, I'll tell you about it later but Robert has cooked up a little scheme for something at the club that night. You would arrive on Friday night? Even better." They chatted for a minute and Robert went back to reading.
"You want to bring someone? Who? A buddy from University" Robert started listening again. "Mandy, as in Amanda?" He said pronouncing the word slowly. "She would like to see the city too? We only have one bedroom and one couch that makes into a small bed. That would not be a problem?" He looked at Robert and gave him a big wink and shake of my head saying yes. The look Robert gave him back, told him that this conversation would probably be out of his control very shortly. Robert motioned that he wanted to say something. "I'll have to ask Robert." He turned on the speaker phone telling Robert about the request.
"Is he asking us to contribute to juvenile delinquency and immorality? In our home?"
"Tell him I am not a juvenile. And immorality? He is living in sin, having corrupted my sweet innocent brother."
"Oh, my god, you don't know your brother well." He got a swat on the head. "There are two of you in the world. I can put up with one smart ass but two? Suicide may be the only alternative." They would have needed a sound meter to decide who was laughing hardest.
"Suicide is a bit extreme. How about a couple slaps on the head. The pain will make you forget."
"I just got one from your brother. We don't supply condoms and I want silence at night."
"Don't need them and we can match each others levels of noise."
"Don't need them. Graham, your brother doesn't know what to do with it. He will be a subject of pity."
"Enough!" Graham thundered. They both laughed at him.
"Nice try at the macho routine, brother."
Struggling to take control of the conversation again,"When do you plan on arriving. Good, one of us will be here and we'll have some supper here. Any dietary problems? No. How does smoked meat sound? Great. Hey Andy, we are really looking forward to seeing you and Mandy. Really good hearing from you. I'll email you with what's up on Friday; you can come with us or stay here with Mandy."
When the phone connection was broken, "Nice guy. You are so lucky to have a brother like that. Chip off the old block." He got another swat which led to ....
He checked with John about Andy and Mandy coming to the club that Friday night. No problem. He didn't know at that time exactly what Robert had planned for the evening. John had convinced a group of straight guys to come and meet their gay friends at the club, a gay dance club and bar. Robert planned a special welcome for them. He might have reconsidered if he had know the exact plan but probably not. He emailed Andy and told him about Friday night, the straight guys that were coming, the welcome. His reply was that it was neat, and that Mandy will love it.
They arrived and Mandy was a delight, bubbly, bright and outgoing. He had the smoked meat ready with all the trimmings. But they were waiting for Robert. They sat around and talked about their courses and the university which he too had attended. Robert came in.
With a rye smile, Andy took one look at Robert, "I finally meet the guy who has stolen my brother's heart. You are welcome to him." They shook hands very warmly.
Robert looked at Mandy, "Mandy, really great to meet you. Pleasure to have you here. Put your stuff in the bedroom. That's where you will be sleeping." Both tried to interrupt. He held up his hand. "We have a hockey game tomorrow morning and we don't want to wake you. This is not a negotiation; we both want it." He winked and moved his head towards the room.
They received the nicest smiles from both Andy and Mandy as they took their bags into the bedroom. Supper was fun. Robert was excited about the evening. Graham told them that he was like a kid about tonight.
"Not fair. You started my mind working with the comment about a special welcome."
"Yes, but I forgot how warped your mind was."
"You like my warped mind." He ogled him. "Oh sorry young ones. I guess I should be more circumspect." Laughs around the table.
Andy, "Why start now, being circumspect?"
"Ouch it starts again."
"Guys why don't you go freshen up. There is one bathroom with shower; so let us know when you are ready."
They arrived early at the club, got drinks and did the introductions. Both were received with warmth and soon were part of the gang. Graham had not gone with them as he had agreed to join the straight guys at John and Mark's and come over with them. He didn't know exactly what to expect.
They walked in. Graham noticed that everyone at the table looked expectant. He heard the words ' fresh meat, looks good' but almost immediately Robert stood up.
Suddenly, he was pointing at him. "I want the cute one. He is mine." Robert advanced on him. Suddenly, he understood. Most of the straight guys didn't know that he and Robert were going together. He realized what his role should be. He backed up looking as frightened and on the defensive as possible. Robert reached him, grabbed him and kissed him. He struggled a bit and as he started to laugh, the guys at the table broke up with fingers pointing at the straight guys, mimicking the looks of shock on their faces. He could see Andy and Mandy laughing hard. It was funny; he gave Rob a bit of tongue as a reward. He whispered in his ear that it was a brilliant idea and that more rewards would come later. The surprise for Graham came when John, trying to calm the straight guys' shock, told them that Robert and Graham were going out together.
However, that broke the ice for everyone. There were drinks and talk. John's plan was working. He had wanted the two groups to mix. He noticed that Eric and Dave seemed to have hit it off.
He heard someone at the table warn Andy and Mandy, "Don't be surprised if you get your asses groped."
Andy shrugged his shoulder. Mandy looked at all the guys, "I know I'll enjoy it. Hope the straight guys will. I know Andy will. Bring it on!" She gave Andy a wonderful little smile and a peck on the lips. Then she grabbed him up to dance.
Rob looked at me, "A real winner. Come on big guy you have been outed, let's dance. Bet it feels good."
"No, it's you that feels good but yes, I feel a little more liberated. A few more to go."
That night and the rest of the weekend went as he could only have hoped. Both Andy and Mandy were excellent guests, helping with meals and clean up. There seemed to be a real bond between them. An idea was turning around in his head, the cottage in the spring, the group of them there. He decided to just let it percolate.
Life got hectic again in the next weeks but living together just made it easier to support each other. Graham came down with a flu a couple of weeks after the visit. By Thursday of the week, he was just feeling as if he might live. Finally, he was up and around today at home but still tired. The telephone rang. He didn't have the energy to answer. It went to the answering machine. "Graham, Andy here. They told me at work that you have been home sick for a few days. When you get this, phone immediately. It is important ...." He sprinted for the telephone.
"Andy, don't hang up." He started his dry cough.
"You sound like hell. Graham. It's Dad. They rushed him to the hospital. It looks like a heart attack. Mom is beside herself and I have an exam in two hours and one tomorrow. Oh shit and you are sick."
"I am almost over it. I am leaving for Mom and Dad's as soon as I can. No, I don't have a fever and just have a few of the last symptoms. I'll be very careful about seeing Dad. Mom will need the support and help. Don't come up until it won't affect your exams."
"Are you sure? You are a life saver"
"I'll phone and talk or leave a message as soon as I know more." They talked a bit more. Now Rob.
"Hi Rob. No I'm OK. But Rob, bad news. Dad has had a heart attack and I have to drive home, now."
"I'll be home in 15 minutes. Wait for me."
Rob arrived home with a determined look. "You look like hell still. I have taken two days off and I am driving you. No debate. There is that definite enough. No discussion."
Graham's answer was a pathetic hug and a weak voiced thank you. He had phoned work and packed.
They arrived a few hours later to an empty house. His mother must be at the hospital.
"Where's your brother's room?"
"Down the hall. Last room on the right. Why?"
"For my bags and stuff. This not the time to come out to your parents. You were sick and I am friend who volunteered to drive you. You don't have to tell your Mom, that, if you are feeling better, there might be a visitor in your room tonight. Sounds like fun creeping into someone's bedroom." He wiggled his eyebrows.
"Rob, I can't even kiss you to show you how much you mean to me."
"I know. It's mutual. You go to the hospital. I am going to buy a small roast and make a pot roast for supper. Oh don't look at me like that. It's easy and I want to help. We need to eat."
"Stop, I have to say it. We have gone slowly step by step. Do you know how I feel about you."
"I think I do. Tell me." Softly, "Please."
"Rob, I love you."
There was silence between them as they searched the other for regret, fear, happiness, joy. "Graham, I wanted you to say it first. You have brought joy and contentment to my life. I have loved you for months." Their eyes were moist. "Kiss me goddamn it. You are past the contagious stage and I don't care anyway."
Anybody who has been there, knows that kiss. It is a gentle, tender caress. While it may go on to the erotic, it doesn't have to, that will come later. For them it was soft and gentle but still passionate; each meant what they said and no more words were necessary.
Reality always has to come. Robert gently slapped Graham's rear, "You have a hospital to visit. I promise to continue this tonight." They put their arms around the other as they walked to the door. Robert shook his head and smiled as Graham drove off. Who would have guessed? He was more happy than he could remember.
Graham phoned several times. His father was improving and it looked as if there was no visible damage. They arrived home in mid afternoon. The first words that Robert heard were, "What is that wonderful smell?"
"Pot roast I think, Mom. Come I want you to meet Robert." Robert poked his head out of the kitchen. "Mom, my friend Robert."
"If you are the cook, you are many times welcome. My mouth is watering. Actually, you would be more than welcome at any time." They shook hands and took stock of each other. Robert saw a fit, good looking woman of 50 + years. He could see some of Graham in her face but not her body. Thinner and willowy. She saw a rather good looking man, maybe over 6', well built, sort of like some of the swimmers she had seen in Olympic events. His hair was nicely groomed and a lovely medium brown colour. It was hard to explain it but his eyes shone.
They decided to have an early supper and then she would probably read for a bit and get to bed early. She sat in the kitchen as the two guys set the table and served the food. They worked like a team, not having to say a lot.
"Rob, did you get that nice cab that we like?"
"No they didn't have it but I got that Australian Shiraz that you like."
"Great. Let's eat. Hey, Mom he is trying to impress us, he even let the wine breathe."
"You always say that it tastes better."
The meal was delicious. They talked about the patient and how grouchy he was. Complaining about the food, the bed, the fussing. Graham commented that at least Dad was in the hospital not at home doing it. After supper, Graham told them to get lost. Rob had cooked, he cleaned up was his explanation. Rob and his mother went in to put their feet up and to get to know each other. Graham was so pleased as he heard the easy talk between the two in the living room. She went to bed early and Rob and Graham watched some TV and then retired.
Graham was in his room. He had just taken his shirt and pants off when he heard the door open quietly behind him. Robert put on an act of creeping quietly into the room.
"I feel like a teenager sneaking into someones bedroom and perfectly timed. You look so sexy in underwear. Come here big guy."
Graham looked at Robert who had slightly damp hair from his shower and his travel robe on. Incredible. He moved to him and opened the robe. As he hoped, nothing underneath it.
"A little risque, don't you think?"
"Not as risque as that bulge forming." Rob, pointing to the tent forming in Graham's boxer shorts.
"I can take care of that." Graham grazed his fingers lightly over Rob's plumping cock. Very quickly it was erect. "Now that is risque."
Graham knelt down and licked the head. He took it in his mouth and he felt Rob's hands moving through his hair. A few minutes later, Rob stepped back and pulled Graham up and pulled off his shorts. He always loved the look of his cock sticking up with a gleam of wetness on the tip. He loved the taste and feel of it in his mouth. But first, he made him lie on the bed and sucked each ball while his hands stroked his thighs. He had Graham squirming.
Rob stopped, looked up at the Graham's face, flushed with pleasure. He got up and took out the lube in the pocket of his robe, handed it to Graham and then knelt on his hands and knees on the bed beside him. No words were whispered. He watched Graham put lube on himself and could feel him kneel on the bed behind him. It became obvious that Graham was in a teasing mood. The head of his cock just teased his opening with little jabs around it and Graham leaned on him playing with his chest and nipples. Rob felt himself getting harder and pulsing; he was so turned on.
"Please big guy, enough torture, I need you."
"Turn your head, I have to kiss you."
As they kissed, Graham slipped into him. Rob wanted to cry out in pleasure but all he could do was shiver and sigh softly. Graham was filled with passion tonight after their commitment earlier in the day. He felt on fire. He could not get enough of Robert. At times he thrust hard and deep; at other, he just probed in short strokes with his head just at the entrance. He finally withdrew. Telling Rob that he had to see him and had him lie on his back.
Before he entered him, Rob lightly fingered Graham's cock. Rob smiled at the pleasure he was giving him. When he entered again, it was with increased intensity for both. Graham would not last long and shortly Rob felt the last thrust in deep and he could feel all the spasms as Graham fired shot after shot into him. Rob knew that he was next and he didn't have to wait. Graham was on him, using hands, tongue and mouth to bring him to an amazing climax. He muttered as he came that Graham was to keep some to share. Both were amazed at how erotic it was to share as they kissed moments later. They held each other content in the warmth of each others bodies, muttering words of endearment. They fell asleep. Graham felt Rob getting up early the next morning.
Looking at his lover, Rob just smiled sweetly, "Have to make my bed look slept in."
Rob woke in his bed an hour later. Very hard, a little sore but filled with exuberance and the zest of life He decided that they all needed a good hearty breakfast. He had bought some good bacon, sausages, tomatoes and eggs yesterday. He got up quietly and started to prepare a fry up.
Suddenly Graham was awake and he heard noises in the kitchen. He threw on a gown and made his way to the kitchen.
"Good morning, sleepy head, lover." Rob was preparing a full morning breakfast. "Have to have a hearty breakfast to get this long day going."
Graham looked at him silently marvelling at this man, his man. Throwing caution to the wind, he grabbed Rob and kissed him. Both men kissed each other with passion.
Rob was the first to speak. "Lover, you amaze me. Last night was one that will live in my memory." They heard a door open. The disengaged and rearranged themselves. Graham actually had to sit down as had nothing on under his gown. He was a little obvious.
"Hi Mom, you are up early." He managed to get out.
"This late for me. Am I to be wined and dined again? In my own house? Is this your usual fare at breakfast?"
"Mom, we don't eat like this every day. Usually it is just toast or cereal. I think that Rob just wanted a good hearty breakfast for the long day ahead."
"I shall be gracious. Thank you Rob, I love a good breakfast like this once in a while especially when someone else makes it.
Having settled down from their kiss, Graham got up. "I'll make the coffee." The two worked as a team, telling Mom to get the paper and relax. She sighed contentedly, saying that they were going to spoil her.
Rob went to the hospital to meet Dad, Eric to him he was told. They hit it off right away. The pot roast sandwiches they brought with them didn't hurt at all. Eric was surprised at who made them and enjoyed them like a gourmet meal. Rob excused himself saying that he had a couple of things to do. What he did was to go back and put the turkey he had bought in the oven. When Mom and Graham arrived home, Mom's eyes almost pop out of her head. She was literally speechless. After clean up and rest, she was served turkey, gravy, dressing, mashed potatoes, peas and cranberry sauce. Rob apologized for the canned cranberry sauce. His explanation was simple. They now had leftover meals for days and something to take to Eric for Sunday dinner. Mom just shook her head in disbelief and thanks.
Graham's thanks were just as sincere later but a little earthier. They involved Rob treating him as he had treated Rob last night. No complaints from either.
Graham woke to hear noises in the kitchen and no one in his bed. He ventured into the kitchen to find his mother making breakfast her way, European style, toast, sliced ham and cheese with a wonderful strong coffee. Rob must be really tired from last night Graham figured.
Over coffee, his mother looked at him. "He is a really nice friend."
"Yeah we met last December and have become close."
"I'd say very close."
Graham looked at his mother with a question on his face.
"You know each others breakfast habits. You work like a team that has done these household things together a lot. They didn't have the wine 'we' like. I could go on. More than a friend, Graham?"
"How would you feel if I said yes?"
"Son, if you are happy and this is your decision then I shall feel very good. I thought things over last night. You have never mentioned a girlfriend in years. Always looking, some possibilities. Always deflecting comments away. You introduced him as Robert but often call him Rob. I heard him call you big guy once. You both use the same tone, endearment."
"Mom, until December, I was unhappy about that part of my life. Mom, this is a small town people talk, judge."
"Graham this is 2012. I don't care. He is a wonderful man."
"Mom, I am so lucky, you, him." Tears did come. They hugged. They heard movement down the hall. Rob walked in looking at the two of us.
"Graham are you OK? Nothing has happened, has it?"
"Everything has happened. No, it's good Rob. Mom, meet my partner, Rob" He got up and put his around his shoulder, whispering, "We weren't as clever as we thought."
Rob kept on looking at the two of them as if were from another planet.
Mom got up and hugged Rob. "Call me Mom."
"Oh shit, you figured us out. Opps sorry. Nothing would please me more."
Robert and Graham both thought, amazing, that was it. They ate breakfast. They planned the day. There were some more discoveries and plans made throughout the day.
Mom, "How are you going to deal with Andy." Graham and Rob looked at each other. "What it that look?"
"Andy found out at Christmas. He read an email from Robert to me. He has visited us for a weekend."
Mom just smiled, "Probably brought that cute, smart, outgoing Mandy with him."
"Mom what century were you born in? You amaze me."
"I wasn't born yesterday. I read the newspaper and note the social trends, even if I come from a small town. Is that a yes or a no?"
"You'll have to ask him."
"I'll take that as a yes." Graham and Robert both burst out laughing. The final coup from Mom was, "Do you need any help moving Rob's stuff into your room. I always thought it was more comfortable, the bed that is."
Rob, "Mom, somehow I think that we can manage that. Your blessing and good grace is more than enough." Mom got up and gave him a kiss.
"Am I to be left out of this love fest." Mom stood up, with a mischievous look she signalled Rob to follow, they both kissed him. Rob gave him a little tongue just for the hell of it. Graham shook his head at the two of them.
"Just for now, let's keep your father out of the loop. We'll let his heart recover first." Really big smile from Mom. "Guaranteed, Dad will be OK about all of this." Why did both think that was 'he'll be OK or else'? Robert smirked, thinking another spine of steel.
They took a meal to Eric who was beside himself with thanks. They made arrangements to see the doctor together the next day. Andy had phoned to say that his exams were finished. Graham had reported in detail the conversation with his mother and it was agreed that Mandy could come if she wanted but Andy should arrange with Mom first. One or both would arrive tomorrow. Mom's sister was arriving in mid week to stay for an indefinite period. So it was agreed that the guys would come back in two weeks. They left with kisses and moist eyes on Monday afternoon.
On Graham's suggestion, Rob phoned his parents, from the car, to ask if they could stop by for a short visit and supper on the way home. Graham could hear that he was getting a bit of grilling about who he was bringing and where they were coming from. Even Graham could sense the dark clouds gathering.
Rob looked out the window after the call and sighed, "The comparison with your mother and your brother, no, there is no comparison. Remember this is the first time I have brought someone home, ever. To this date, my 'choices' have been hypothetical, not seen, not experienced. I swear if the reception goes off, we are leaving. "
"Rob give them time, I am a big guy. I can handle a lot; let me handle it. I promise that I shall not hold your hand, hug you, kiss you passionately, give you sultry looks. Our relationship shall be discrete tonight. Just to let you know the play on words. I would spell it d-i-s-c-r-e-t-e." It took a second while he processed the play on words and then shook his head and chuckled.
"Thanks for lightening the situation. The real question is can I handle it?" He got THE look from Graham. All Rob could think, was that this was no way to end the most wonderful weekend in years. But Graham was correct; they had to start somewhere and had to try. Might as well do it while he was on a high. At least it was a short exposure.
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Author's Note:
There is a another chapter coming. It is being written and then proof read, a task that is necessary but at which I am not good and very slow. Publication could be a bit longer than usual. Hope you enjoyed this one.
A little self promotion. If you liked this story, you might want to read the others that I have published on Nifty. In particular, Unexpected Change has had the most positive comments; one of my favourites is Getting My Act Together.
Unexpected Change, Nifty, College, April 16, 2011 Friendship, Nifty, Adult Friends, May 20, 2011 Surprising Last Year at University, Nifty, College, June 9, 2011 Murder Changed My Life, Nifty, Beginnings, July 8, 2011 What is Love?, Nifty, Beginnings, August 31, 2011 Getting My Act Together, Nifty, Adult-Friends, November 10, 2011 Surprised, Nifty, Adult-Friends, January 14, 2012 Surprised Eric and Dave, Beginnings, February 10, 2012 Surprised Graham and Robert, Nifty, Adult-Friends, March 1, 2012