The Preacher's Kid: College and Beyond - 13. Nate In Love

CLAY

I feel like a complete fool right now. You see, Mags and I were talking last night, and she again brought up the possibility—no, probability—that we very well may have two gay sons. I’m terribly ashamed of my first response.

First, I wondered if it was because of something we might have, or have not, done as parents. Then, I blamed Eddie and Matty. I actually said—out loud, no less—that they turned our youngest son gay.

Mags let me have it. She told me that, for the first time in life together, she was ashamed to be my wife!

“If you recall, it wasn’t that long ago you sat in this very room with Matthew and told him that you loved him, regardless of who he might love. You told him your love for him was unconditional. Do you have the gall to sit here and tell me you can’t love your own flesh and blood unconditionally?”

“That’s not what I—”

“You might want to stop talking, Clay. You might want to stop before you dig yourself into an even deeper hole.”

“Mags—”

“No, Clay. Let me finish. After all that Nathan has been through with his cancer, did you ever hear him feel sorry for himself? Did you see how he changed the lives and outlooks of kids all over the world with his vlog? Do you not see that our amazing boy is far more mature and capable of understanding life matters than most adults? Did you not see how he convinced you to help Gleason and his mother so they could start a wonderful new life here in Charlotte? Do you even hear how you sound like those Southern Baptist bigots we left behind to start a church based on love and acceptance? Are you really going to go to that nature versus nurture place with me?”

“I’m so sorry. I wasn’t thinking.”

“Now, you’re making sense. You weren’t thinking at all. Why would you say such a horrible thing?”

“For the last couple of days, I’ve been thinking that we might never have grandchildren, and I immediately went to an easy—albeit wrong—place to put the blame. I’ve never had a negative thought about Eddie’s relationship with Matty. I don’t know why I went there. Please forgive me, Mags. I—stupid—just plain stupid.”

“What you said hurt me more than you might ever know. In my heart, I know you really didn’t mean what you said. And we’ll have grandchildren. There’s still Haley, you know.”

“Of course. And I still think we may see Eddie and Matty adopt a child before seeing Haley want to settle down with a family. Those boys would be amazing dads, don’t you think?”

“Of course they will be, just like their father is—well, except for that one comment. I’m glad we had this conversation and argument tonight. That way, when Nathan comes to us about it, you won’t be stupid.”

“Don’t you mean if he comes to us?”

“No—I mean when. A mother always knows these things. Our boy fell in love while he was in the hospital. You saw it, too. He fell in love with the most precious boy on this planet. And it was you, Clay Hamilton, you were the one to help that boy and mother find a new life.

“And it’s a beautiful thing. We get to accept our sons—and their partners—exactly the way God made them. At the same time, we get to be thankful that our boys have chosen to think with their beautiful hearts and not their penises.”

“Mags! I can’t believe you went there!”

“Oh, hush! You know as well as anyone that I will go wherever I want to go to prove my point.”

“Fair.”

“Now. I’m going to get ready for bed and check on the boys before I call it a night.”

“Give my love to Nathan—and Gleason, okay?”

 

NATE

Dinner was excellent, as usual. After Gleason and I helped Mom with the dishes, we went up to my room to play some Mario Brothers.

We were sitting on the floor, with our backs up against the bed. Now I know why Gleason picked Mario Kart. He was kicking my ass and giggling the whole way!

When we finished yet another round where he beat the shit out of my player, I put my controller down and turned, so I was facing Gleason. “I’m glad you came tonight, Gleason.”

“I’m glad I’m here, too. Besides my mom, you are probably the most important person in my life. I really don’t know if I had it in me to fight my cancer—well, until you came along. I mean—I—I—I don’t know what I mean, I’m sorry.”

Aww, man—the beautiful boy sitting across from me looked terrified! I don’t know if it’s the right thing to do in the moment, but—what the Hell. I hooked my finger under Gleason’s chin and pulled him forward. Our lips touched, and I could feel all the tension he was holding in escape with every breath he let out as we were kissing.

“You were saying?”

“I—I—I think I’m falling in love with you, Nate. I’m sorry.” Gleason turned away from me, wrapped his arms around his legs, and looked down to the floor.

“Gleason. Look at me.” He didn’t—until I pulled him around with my finger under his chin. “Gleason, why are you sorry for saying what was probably the most amazing thing any boy has ever said to me?”

“You’re not mad at me for saying that?”

“Are you kidding me? I started to fall in love with you the minute we kissed the first time in the hospital. You do know that you were the inspiration that got me through my cancer, don’t you?”

“Me? How could I inspire you? You’re so freaking amazing!”

“Seriously? Don’t laugh, okay?”

“I would never laugh at Nate Hamilton. Impossible.”

“Whatever—but the truth is, after that kiss, I knew I was going to beat my cancer. I was going to beat it so that you and I could enjoy our remission together. So we could enjoy our new lives together. So that eventually I could be with you in all the ways I dreamed about when I–well—when I jacked off.”

“You did that, too? I think about you all the time when I—you know—do that.”

Hell, yes! I couldn’t help but get a huge grin on my face. I began to lean in to kiss Gleason again when there was a tap on the door.

“Come in, Mom!”

The door opened, and Mom walked in. “I was just checking in on your boys to see if you needed anything before I went to bed.”

“Gleason, do you like hot chocolate?”

“Yeah. Mom can’t keep enough Swiss Miss in the house.”

“Swiss Miss?? Gleason, my boys don’t get that stuff. Let me go down and make you some of the best hot chocolate you’ve ever had!”

“You’re in for a real treat, Gleason! You have no idea!”

Mom smiled at us and left the room to make some hot, liquid heaven.

“Your mom is so cool, Nate. You’re really lucky.”

“Yours is, too. There aren’t a lot of moms who will do what she did so her son could have a better life.”

“Yeah, I guess you’re right.”

“So, I should tell you. Mom’s going to have a cup with us. It’s how she rolls. I should also tell you the last time she shared hot chocolate with Eddie and Matty, my brother ended up coming out to her. I think I’m ready to tell her that I’m gay. Is that okay with you?”

“She doesn’t know?”

“She probably does. She has this weird psychic sense when it comes to her kids. But I want to tell her when the boy I’m falling in love with is with me.”

“But then she’ll hate me. She’ll think I made you gay.”

“No. One thing I’ve learned about both my parents is that they really believe that God made us all exactly the way we are—the way we are supposed to be. And I promise—Mom will love you like she does Matty. She’ll love you for being the boy that makes me happy. You do know that, don’t you? You do know that you’re the boy that has made me happier than I’ve ever been in my whole life?”

“I think I’ve kinda hoped that I might be one of the reasons you’ve seemed so happy since we got out of the hospital. I wasn’t sure, though.”

“I hope I make you happy, too.”

“Oh, God! Nate, you’re probably all I think about—even when I’m supposed to be thinking about other shit.”

We kissed again but were interrupted by another tap on the door. “Hot Chocolate for two of my favorite boys!”

Mom came in with a tray of three mugs filled with steaming hot chocolate—from scratch. She put the tray on the floor in front of us and then sat down with us. Woah! I don’t think I’ve ever seen Mom sit on the floor. She didn’t seem to mind. She had this goofy-looking grin on her face.

We both waited for Gleason to take the first sip. Neither of us was all that surprised when his eyes got wide as saucers.

“Wow! I think—no—I know that’s the most incredible drink I’ve ever tasted!”

“Sure beats Swiss Hit-or-Miss, huh?”

“Mom’s gonna be mad when I make her call you for the recipe!”

We all had a nice laugh and then enjoyed several sips of Mom’s chocolate heaven. Again, the last time Mom sat down with one of her sons and his so-called friend, he ended up coming out to her. I guess I wasn’t surprised when Mom started talking.

“Gleason, I can’t tell you how happy it makes me that you are a part of Nathan’s life. I think it’s a beautiful thing how such a horrible and challenging situation resulted in the two of you bonding as you have. I don’t think I’ve ever seen Nathan so happy before. In fact, I don’t think Nathan has stopped smiling since he’s been home from the hospital.”

“Well, Nate makes me happier than I’ve ever been, too. It goes both ways, I guess.”

I smiled at the beautiful boy sitting next to me and raised my eyebrows in a look of ‘are you okay with this?” Gleason smiled back and nodded. I took a deep breath and looked at Mom.

“Mom, there’s a reason Gleason and I make each other so happy—and it has nothing to do with cancer.”

“Oh?”

“Well, you probably already have it all figured out.”

“Possibly. But why don’t you tell me and see if I do.”

“But, if you know—”

“Honey, when we share the important things in our lives, it’s always better to share it out loud. It makes everything more meaningful. It will also make you feel pretty good. But before you go on, I need to know if Gleason is okay with your sharing this.”

“I am, Mrs. Hamilton.”

“That’s lovely, Gleason. So why don’t you tell me what’s on your mind, Nathan?”

“Well, Mom. I guess the reason I’ve been so happy lately is because of Gleason—so you are right about that part. And the other part is that—"

I took another deep breath. I don’t know why I was getting nervous! Mom and Dad both were so cool with Eddie and Matty!

“Well, the other part is that—uhmm—it looks like you and Dad have two gay sons. I’m so completely in love with Gleason. So much that when we’re not together, it hurts like crazy. And when we are together—it just makes me crazy. I mean, when I’m near him, my stomach’s doing all this flip-floppy stuff. And when he’s away, my stomach hurts—like my insides are just empty.”

“The stomach, huh? You’re just like your father. Gleason? How do you feel?”

“I don’t think Nate could have described it any better than he just did. That’s like the perfect description of how I feel pretty much all the time.”

“Okay. So maybe I already had all that figured out. You boys aren’t very good at hiding the looks you give each other. Or, perhaps it’s because your father and I have seen those same looks from Eddie and Matthew.

“But, my beautiful boys—would you mind if I shared a couple of thoughts with you?”

We both said at the same time, “No.” and “Of course, Mom.”

“I know you’re both fourteen, and especially after all the two of you have been through—you feel like there’s nothing in the world that you can’t take on. Your brother was the same way. And while I can’t begin to tell you how happy it makes me that the two of you have found something very, very special—I know the temptation to let yourselves become physical with each other will be powerful.

“All I ask is that you wait. Get to know everything you can about each other. Love each other with all your hearts. Be there for each other in all the good—and not-so-good—times.

“Now—I know that the one way to guarantee that the two of you experiment with sex is for your father and me to forbid it. God gave us the ability to have sex as the ultimate way to show our deep love for each other. But—it’s not the only way to show that kind of love. If you start going down that path too early, it will lose so much of its special meaning as you grow older. Does that make any sense?”

I looked over at Gleason, and I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone turn such a deep shade of red! Hilarious—or cute, maybe?

“Mom, we’re only fourteen. In a lot of ways, we’re still kinda kids. I don’t know about Gleason, but I know I’m not near ready to have sex yet. I know I want to wait ‘til I’m a little older. I think Gleason feels the same way.”

I took Gleason’s hand, but he still kept his eyes to the floor while he nodded.

“Gleason, dear? Are you okay? You don’t have to be embarrassed. The last thing I want is for you to be embarrassed or feel ashamed of your feelings for Nathan. You already feel like another son to me. In time, you’ll learn that we talk things out in this family. As the boys say, ‘It’s how we roll around here!’”

“I know. It’s just hard for me to get used to it. Back in Mazeppa, I had to hide pretty much everything about myself. That still didn’t stop the bullies from making fun of me or slamming me around. It’s just so different here. But, I’m still kinda scared of what will happen when people at school find out about me.”

“I can only imagine how difficult it was for you to be your true self back in Mazeppa. But you have to understand that Charlotte is a very different place. Besides being much, much larger—the people here tend to be quite a bit more open-minded and accepting—especially at your school. I think you can thank Eddie and Matthew for a lot of that. People learned that any student—be they an athlete, a musician, a drama kid, a bookworm, a nerd—well, any student could turn out to be gay. I think you’ll find there is a lot less judgment at that school in particular.”

“Doesn’t it make you sad that both of your sons are gay?”

“Sad? Why on earth would it make me sad that I have two incredible sons who happen to love two amazing young men? I love my children with every cell in my body. That also means I love the extremely fortunate people they have chosen to be a part of our family.”

“It’s kinda funny. You sound a lot like my mom.”

“Oh? How so?”

“Well, it wasn’t too long before I got sick. Mom got called to the school to come and pick me up after some teachers broke up a couple of the bullies kicking me around. When we were in the principal’s office, Mom asked him why the kids were beating me up. Mr. Wheeler said he didn’t know for certain. I just looked at him like he was an idiot—like he kinda really is--and he made a big mistake.”

“Go on, dear.”

“I blurted out that it was because I’m gay, and he apologized to Mom. Oh man, I’ve never seen her get so angry. She told Mr. Wheeler that he had better be apologizing for the fact that he called her away from work because she would never even listen to an apology for her son doing nothing more than being who he is. She told him that I was the center of her universe.

“Then, she stood up and got all up in his face and told him that she was sorry. She was sorry for all the good kids that had to deal with that school and the horrible way he was running it. We left, and that was the last time I was there. Three days later, I wasn’t feeling good, and the next thing we knew—we were in Charlotte, and I was getting treatment for cancer.”

Mom pulled Gleason into her arms and kissed him on the top of his head. “You are an amazing young man, Gleason Rogers. I know this world is a much better place because you are in it. I know Nathan’s life is so full because you’re a part of it. And I know that our family is so very blessed to welcome you in as a part of it.”

Mom then reached an arm out to me so I could be pulled into the hug. Is it normal for a fourteen-year-old boy to love his mother so damned much?

 

MATTY

Whoa! I’m so psyched about rehearsals for Tommy! Cousin Kevin, the part I got, gets two awesome songs, including “Pinball Wizard” at the end of Act One! The best part is the difference between a college production and a high school show!

The only thing kinda weird is Joe Hudson, the dude playing the part of Tommy Walker. He’s one fucked-up nut job. I mean, he had like three different girlfriends just in the fall semester. He’s going out with Alex now.

But last night, we were rehearsing the Cousin Kevin/Tommy scenes. On the way out of the theatre, the dude blocks me from leaving and pins me up against the fucking wall. Then he lays this nasty, sloppy kiss on me. He tells me he thinks I’m hot, and he wants me to go with him to his place since his roommates were out of town.

What the fucking fuck? I push him away and reminded him that I was in a very happy, very committed relationship with an amazing boy. He then had the fucking balls to say, “I don’t see him anywhere around. I won’t tell him if you won’t tell Alex.”

Fucking idiot. I knocked him on his ass and made a beeline to my dorm. As soon as I got into my room, I sent a text to Alex and asked her to call me asap—no matter what time.

About fifteen minutes later, my phone pinged with a message from Alex.

ALEXACTINGBUG2342: hey, everything ok?

QBMATTY: i’m good. we need to talk. u busy?

ALEXACTINGBUG2342: student union?

QBMATTY: 2 close 2 curfew. phone?

ALEXACTINGBUG2342: sure. give me a few.

A few minutes later, my phone lit up with a call from Alex.

“This must be pretty serious for this to be a real conversation and all.”

“It kinda is. I’m sorry.”

“So what’s going on? You sound a little off, friend.”

“It’s about Joe Hudson.”

“Joe? How did your rehearsal go tonight?”

“Rehearsal went well. But—Hell, I just have to up and ask you right out—are you sleeping with Joe?”

“Well, we have—if you must know. It wasn’t the best—but he’s sooooo pretty!”

“Yeah. Well, he’s a fucking douchebag, too.”

“Oh, fuck. What happened?”

“He made a fucking pass at me after rehearsal.”

“Are you sure it was a pass?”

 

 

“Pretty sure—since he fucking pinned me to the wall and gave me a nasty-ass kiss before he asked me to go home with him.”

“What? What the fuck? That fucking asshole!”

“I’m sorry, Alex. But I needed to let you know what he was really like.”

“You don’t have anything to apologize for. But I have to say, this explains an awful lot.”

“What do you mean?”

“Jesus, Matty—you wouldn’t believe all the shit I had to do to get that boy hard enough to fuck me! I figured it was because he was so hung. Now I know he probably wished he was in bed with you—or any dude. So what did you do?”

“I knocked his ass to the floor and left. Jesus—I probably fucked up and caused way too much backstage drama.”

“No. You did the right thing, Matty. That boy-whore has fucked with the wrong people. I’m gonna kick his pretty ass, though.”

“Well, it’s going to be a lot easier to treat that bastard like the little shit he is when we’re on stage. Talk about character motivation.”

“Hey, Matty—thanks for letting me know. Don’t worry about me. I wasn’t in love or anything. I just like dick—lots of it. You know what I mean?”

“Yeah—I like lots of dick, too—as long as it’s attached to Eddie Hamilton. I can’t wait to go home for the weekend. I’m going to surprise him with a weekend away at the lake house.”

“I guess I’ll know how well your weekend by how tired your little ass is on Monday, huh?”

“I totally intend to be dragging it for at least three days!”

“I hate you sometimes, Matty Jordan. It’s just not fair!”

“Whatever. I need to run and finish up some reading before I crash for the night. See you tomorrow?”

“Yup. Sleep tight, pretty boy!”

“You too, pretty gurrrrrrrrrrrl! Niters.”

Things went a lot better over the next few nights of rehearsal. I almost laughed out loud when the director gave us a note saying that the chemistry between Tommy and Cousin Kevin was spot on. I almost completely lost my shit when he said to keep doing whatever we were doing.

Thursday night, after a hot Facetime session that included our dildos, I told Eddie to drive out to the lake house after classes. I wanted a weekend with him away from any distractions. I also told him I had a special surprise for him.

“A surprise? You know I hate surprises!”

“You’re gonna love this surprise!”

“You think?”

“I know!”

“All I know is you better bring some 5-Hour Energy with you. We have a shitload of fucking to catch up on!”

“Don’t you worry about that! Alex told me she would know how good the weekend was by how long I dragged my ass when I get back here.”

“She’s a crazy bitch, you know! I do like her.”

“She likes you, too. But—I love you—and I never can say that enough, baby. You’re my world, ya know!”

“I know. I’ll see you tomorrow night, babe. I need to crash. I love you back!”

“Nite, baby. Sleep with the angels.”

“I’ll be doing that tomorrow night.”

We ended the call, and I packed my bag so I could leave as soon as my last class was over.

I got to the lake house around 6:00 Friday evening, and Eddie’s Rav4 was parked out front when I pulled up. I grabbed my bag, went into the house, and was surprised to find all the lights off. The table was set for dinner with a single candle lit in the middle.

“Wow! What a nice way to come home!”

Eddie walked up to me and pulled the bag off my shoulder and me into his arms. He pushed me against the door and pressed his body against mine, kissing me with all the passion and desire we’ve always had.

When he finally broke the kiss, he said, “Mom sent a pan of her lasagna with me along with a message that she loves you. Let’s eat first—then we’re going to be doing a lot of hard-core fucking.”

I pushed his hand onto my hard cock and said, “See what you do to me? And then you tell me we have to eat first?”

“I’m starving. I know you are. And a good meal is going to give us the energy we need for what I promise is going to be a hot night!”

 

EDDIE

I told Matty to get ready for dinner and went into the kitchen to pull the lasagna out of the oven. When I took it out to the table, Matty was sitting in his seat—totally fucking naked!

“Once we’re done eating, I don’t want to waste any time fucking around with clothes—and you, my beautiful boyfriend, are way overdressed right now.”

I put the dish down on the table, and Matty stood up and walked to me. He began undressing me as I looked into his eyes. Good God! I’m so lucky to have this boy in my life. But, I have to say it took every ounce of willpower not to go down on my knees and suck his hard cock!

When he took my pants and underwear off, he reached for my throbbing cock, and I slapped his hand away. “No, baby! Not until we finish eating.”

“Evil bastard! You are an evil, evil bastard!”

I don’t think I’ve ever seen the two of us eat so quickly! We practically inhaled our salad, lasagna, and garlic bread in less than ten minutes. Fuck the dishes! I need my boy in bed NOW!

I asked Matty to turn on a light, which he did after he grabbed his bag. He followed me into the bedroom. He reached into the bag and pulled out a longish, rectangular box.

“Here’s your surprise, baby!”

“A flashlight? You surprise me with a flashlight?”

“Look a little close, Eddie.”

I looked at the box again and got confused. “Fleshlight? What’s a fleshlight?”

“It’s another sex toy. You’re going to fuck it while I fuck you. Parker said I should get one for us to play with—so I did!”

I opened the box and found a blue plastic thing and a plastic bag with the squishy flesh-toned something that was supposed to be placed inside the blue case. We put the thing together, and I couldn’t help but be intrigued. In the center of the fleshy thing was what appeared to be a hole—shaped like a perfect, smooth twink ass.

“It looks just like yours, doesn’t it?”

“I know, right? It won’t be as amazing as mine, but I bet it’s gonna be a shitload of fun!”

I set the Fleshlight to the side of the bed and opened my arms to my beautiful boy! Holy fuck! He looked soooo good! The strength coach for the football team has transformed Matty into some kind of fucking Greek God. I don’t think he has an ounce of fat on his body. His muscles are even larger and more defined. His shoulders are broader, and his waist is slimmer. He’s gone from a six-pack to a fucking eight-pack! Fuck me! He’s like a human yield sign on legs!

Matty looked into my eyes—no—my soul as he lowered his remarkable body onto mine. Our hard cocks were already dripping and fighting each other for space as we both pressed into each other and kissed.

Matty’s moans and groans turned me on even more, and I started making this stupid whimpering sound. I hate that sound, but Matty says it drives him crazy. I know what he means, though. He makes the same sound when I’m tongue-fucking his amazing ass.

As we kissed, we ground our hard cocks together to the point where we were both about to nut.

“Babe, I’m getting close. So. Fucking. Close!”

“Let it go, baby. It’ll help us last longer when we get down to the fucking portion of tonight’s entertainment!”

God! What a nerd! But Matty Jordan is my nerd, and I knew that as soon as I bit the spot where his neck meets his shoulder, he would be nutting like a crazy man!

“Oh fuck, Eddie! I’m gonna—oh! Oh! Oooooooh!”

Matty was the first to fire his load between us, and I followed pretty soon after. We never stopped our grinding motion and stayed hard as we kissed. Matty pulled up and scooped up some of our nut. He pulled my legs apart and pushed it into my ass. He repeated the motion and applied even more to his cock!

“My favorite lube!”

“Mine too, Matty!” And I scooped some up and coated my cock and then pushed the rest into the Fleshlight thing.

Matty put a pillow under my ass and aimed his cock for my hole. God! I was so ready for this!

“Push your cock into the Fleshlight while I’m pushing into you. I want you to feel what I feel, Eddie.”

I aimed my cock at the small hole on the Fleshlight and pushed my head into the latex. Whoa! That was nice! It felt just like an ass wrapped around my cock—only without the heat.

Once Matty was inside me, and I was inside the toy, Eddie pushed my hand away and told me to enjoy the ride.

It was so fucking hot! So. Fucking. Hot! Eddie was slamming into me, and the sound of his body hitting mine was one of those things that never failed to get me hot. He was also pumping that amazing toy at the same rate he was fucking me. It only took a few seconds before my head was thrashing back and forth, and I was grabbing onto handfuls of sheets.

It wasn’t long at all before I was screaming, moaning, and cussing—begging Matty to fuck me harder! I managed to get my eyes out from the back of my head to look up at my beautiful boy. He was covered in a sheen of sweat, which only made his muscles look even more defined!

With every pump, Matty’s muscles contracted and released. God almighty! Matty Jordan was driving me fucking crazy! I wrapped my legs around the small of his back, pushing him in even deeper. My prostate was getting hammered each time Matty’s cock pushed into me.

I was getting so fucking close! “God, Matty! I’m gonna—Oooooh! Fuuuuuuuck!!”

In the nick of time, Matty pulled the Fleshlight off my cock, and I came harder than I think I ever had before. I was spraying the entire bed, me, Matty, and even the wall behind the bed! As I was pumping out what felt like a gallon of nut, my ass milked a huge-ass load out of Matty. I love feeling his cock get even larger right before he fills me with his load! He was cursing and moaning right along with me as he emptied his balls into my very satisfied ass.

Matty collapsed on top of me, and it took a lot longer than usual for us to come out of our post-nut haze.

“You liked my surprise?”

“Jesus, Matty! That was amazing! I want you to feel that same thing next time.”

“Don’t worry. I totally plan on it.”

We stayed in bed for about twenty minutes before we got up and cleaned each other in the shower. We then went out and cleaned up the dishes and made our way back to the bed for round two—and three—and yes, four! It was 4:00 in the morning before we finally went to sleep! Oh yes! This truly was going to be a weekend to remember!