"Twilight in the Afternoon"
"Part 3
Edward Brennan, Joel's dad, also known as "Smiling Ed," was often on local TV promoting new and used, Subaru vehicles. The automobile business he inherited, from his father.
Ed's objective was always to have his son Joel, learn the business thus keeping it in the family. However, Joel did not see it that way. He wanted to go to college like everybody else; however, in recent times, his thinking changed.
Ed, and his son Joel, were remarkable men. Joel looked so much like his dad they could pass for brothers. Ed was forty-one and looked like a college student. It was, as if the clock stood still, over the past 10 years.
Although, Joel was eighteen, he could pass for a man in his twenties. Being an only child, he spoiled himself by having a protective mother and a dad, who was his friend.
Having a gay son was a reality and no secret. He could drive an automobile, had a license, but no car. A car would have to wait until he graduated. That was his father's decision and Joel honored him by never asking for anything.
Once he completed High School, his dad gave him an all-wheel drive Subaru, right from the showroom floor. The car was a beauty, completely loaded - silver and grey, with genuine black leather upholstered seats. It had the best sound system that money could buy.
"There sweetheart," said his mom, now you don't have to borrow my car, to go see your boyfriend.
"You know?" said Joel
"Of course, we know; parents always know. I hope this is only a crush; he is older than you," she said.
"It is only a small number, mom. We are talking about people here,"
"He is handsome," agreed his mom.
"Awe...he's gorgeous," said Joel. "You ought to see his...awe, never mind."
Kevin was one of the teachers they met at graduation. He was astonished, by how much Joel resembled his father. Side by side, father and son was colossal.
"I like him," said Ginny, Joel's mom.
"Who?"
"Joel's boyfriend, Kevin," she commented. "I know - I know, he's a teacher."
"He is a better hook up, than some trouble maker," said Ed, agreeing with his wife.
"Please Ed, – not a hookup."
"Oh right, that's a slip, – sorry."
"Joel - why the change of heart about not wanting college?" asked his dad. "Oh, is it the teacher?"
"No, of course not. He thrives on education. He expects me to earn all sorts of degrees."
"Is that what he told you?"
"No, I made it up, – but, I know that is what he would say. I am not going to talk about schooling with him. I want to be in the car business with you. That is something you always wanted for me, - Right?" said Joel. "Even after college, I would end up in the family business anyway, so why go?"
"Don't tell me you are turning down college," said his dad, sipping his morning coffee.
"I am."
"Okay, what's up?"
"I want to be, "Smiling Ed Junior."
"Your name is Joel, - not Ed."
"I'll change it for television."
"He has a good idea here," conveyed his mother, agreeing with Joel. "I can see it now, my two handsome men, Smiling Ed Sr. / Smiling Ed Jr. together on television, selling cars. Isn't that, what people call charisma,?" she concluded.
"Baloney with television; you know darn well, we are a couple of hottie's," exclaimed Ed laughing and putting his arm around his son.
There was never a truer statement. They looked so much alike having remarkable bodies, and facial expressions. Joel's package protruded more than his dad's did; so, he said something shocking.
"Dad, you should wear short clinging boxers or go commando. Your cock will fill out those pants and the camera will catch a bulge for the viewing audience."
"What! - We are selling Subaru's, not bulges," replied his dad.
Joel was not sure, if his dad was agreeing or angry, so he sought to tread easy.
"It's marketing dad – just marketing," exclaimed Joel with that winning smile and a mouth full of gorgeous teeth. The little fucker never failed to be charming.
"Is that how you portray yourself with your bulge, around your teacher?"
"I got him, didn't I?" replied Joel.
"I still don't like it," added his mom. "He is twenty six years old."
"Kevin is a much bigger hunk than me. He avoided me and I struggled getting him to notice, that I was in the room, even harder for him to like me."
"Don't kid yourself. He noticed alright," said his dad, who understood how gay men worked their magic.
His mom was in the bedroom, making beds and missed this talk completely. It's a good thing too.
"Okay, let's try it; you can share my office, and start by selling cars. And - if you stay an `Upright Boy,' you can have your own office eventually," said his dad, joking with him.
"Stop, with the `Boy' talk."
"Of course, I am just being silly."
"Yeah, I know," Joel, replied, hugging his dad, as a way to say, thank you."
Joel ached to see Kevin again, however stopping by uninvited, seemed like a bad idea.
He dressed putting on expensive jeans that covered his body like a second skin. The material formed a covering over the globes of a sweet melon rear, with material resting in the crack of his butt.
His front was more impressive and delicious for the eyes of a gay man to accept without flutters. His package was just that, – a package of sausage flesh and plum round balls, pretty much describes it.
He was going to his car when he received a text from Kevin.
"Ohh, thank you Jesus," he said aloud, seeing who it was from. Hi Joel, "Feel like hanging out?" Kevin
Joel replied immediately... Of course, - absolutely– I am on my way.
His phone went back into his pocket and his butt in the driver's seat of his new Subaru.
It seemed like only minutes and Joel was standing by Kevin's apartment door. Things were different now, in the most wonderful way imaginable. Kevin was waiting for him.
Kevin grasped Joel pulling him into the room. He slammed and locked the door. Sex was in the air and his desperation for Joel was increasing every second. They were not embarrassed in the least, about how the used each other.
They were pawing, kissing and pushing like a Roman orgy. It was impossible to know who was the most aggressive. It was a contest of love, mixed with lust, licking and hunger. Time meant nothing, and they were in the bedroom, unaware of how they even got there.
"Fuck," said Kevin, "this is too crazy for words. Look what you have done to me? I am hopelessly in love and just fucking hopeless. How did this ever happen? I want you Joel – I need you," continued Kevin rambling and so unlike him. He was supposed to be the adult in the room, but that no longer mattered.
"I want to focus on what makes you happy," he mumbled.
Kevin tore at Joel's pants hypnotized by his crotch and butt. His face was between his legs in seconds, saying things he had never said before, to anyone.
"You are mine," whispered Kevin getting his mouth around Joel's dick. "You got that, you're mine?" He certainly had changed a lot, from teacher to queer as folk.
Joel was every bit as hungry, if not hungrier, than his precious Kevin was. "The very first time I looked at you, – I knew," he whispered barely able to talk.
"What did you know?"- asked Kevin, kissing him without stopping.
"I needed to be a part of you. I jerked off every day thinking of you inside me, and the sex we had in my mind, was real. Oh yeah, I knew."
Joel grunted getting Kevin's legs apart and his face in the forbidden zone. I'll show you how to take the stress out of everyday living," he said. He ran his tongue over Kevin's thigh, going from one side to the other.
"Go ahead and show me." replied Kevin trying to keep up with him.
"I can't imagine being this happy. I'll deal with the shock later," Joel admitted. He placed his mouth around Kevin's cock thinking nothing else in the world mattered. Moreover, at that moment, nothing did. He had Kevin's dick in his mouth, and began to giggle."
"What's so funny," inquired Kevin who was already about to pop?"
"I just remembered, what you said to me a few months ago."
"Really! Nice time to be thinking – okay, what did I say?" he asked.
"You said, - "Call me back, when you graduate, like I was an annoyance."
"I was crazy about you, but you were my student. I said that, as not to lose you. I wanted to keep hope alive," admitted Kevin.
He rubbed his cock across Joel's cheek and back into his mouth. It didn't take long before Kevin, holding his head, jetted several nights of wet dream cum, between his lips. Nobody, on the planet could have been happier at that very moment.
Resting, in the afterglow of love and lust, they contemplated happiness together. They remained on the bed talking, and Joel wanted to fuck. He couldn't keep his hands off Kevin's butt. It hypnotized him. Here he was, in a place he believed, never possible.
"Do you love me?" Kevin asked.
"Oh God, don't ask something so ridiculous. I love you beyond my understanding of what I am even doing. I don't have to understand it – I just need to do it."
"Then put it in me," whimpered Kevin.
"Really? I don't know why I am asking that. I'm doing it anyway."
"I want you happy," explained Kevin. "That is something you really want to do, so go ahead and do it."
"Absolutely right. I am a hungry cougar." admitted Joel, bragging about how hot he could be in bed, once he let loose.
"Fortunately, there is a lot, on this body, to play with," added Kevin.
"Cool, we can tell our grandkids about how I fell in love and seduced my teacher."
"Our grandkids – what grandkids?" said Kevin barely audible.
"We'll adopt" replied Joel.
"That's the dumbest thing I've heard and I have been up since 5:00 am." "Sweet, - I love you too," whispered Joel, sliding inside Kevin's warm body.
"Oh Gaud, I just got canonized, with that tool of the week," screamed Kevin, pretending to be uncomfortable, but not hurting in the least.
"Should I stop?"
"Never, we both know who we are and we belong together.' Kevin managed to say while being plundered by his favorite student, now the love in his life.
"You are remarkable and having you in my class was difficult for me." Kevin told Joel, as he came from the bathroom, after a hot soapy shower, cleaning his cum filled ass.
"How so – why, would it be difficult for you?"
"I knew you were looking at me like a slice of watermelon; I was picturing you naked sitting in front of me," confessed Kevin. "See, we think alike."
"You love me, huh?"
"Yes, Joel, I love you, now go wash your cock, and hit the shower."
"I'll never be anything more than what I am." He told Kevin.
Kevin laughed pulling him off the bed. He slapped him on the ass and kissed his face in the scuffle. "Just be yourself, nobody can take that away from you."
By the time Joel showered and came back into the room, Kevin was dressed, and lying on top of the bed like a Versace model.
"Fuck Kevin, – you are a sexy stud. How `bout taking those pants back off?"
"How about putting your pants back on? Don't be greedy."
"Okay, I can do that. I would rather go for another round, but – `yeah,' I can do that," Joel said, stepping into his underwear.
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