First Night Seduction - 5. Chapter 5 More than baby steps

In Theo’s bedroom they spent a long time kissing and exploring each other’s bodies with their hands and mouths before they undressed each other taking time to explore all those areas of their bodies there’d not been time for the night before. Adrien swept his tongue up Theo’s throat from the hollow at its base to the tip of his chin then along his jaw to flick Theo’s earlobe with the tip of his tongue, he then kissed and licked his way down Theo’s neck and along his collar bone smiling as he saw goose-pimples rise across Theo’s skin.

Theo meanwhile had been stroking his fingers through Adrien’s hair and down his back to his ass before nuzzling into the juncture of Adrien’s neck and shoulder his breath hot on his lover’s skin.

“As well as being a dab-hand in the kitchen I also happen to be a pretty damned good masseur, let me grab some towels then lay on your stomach.

He disappeared into the bathroom and reappeared with said towels and a bottle of oil, once he’d set the towels on the bed Adrien lay as Theo had told him to. Theo began manipulating Adrien’s muscles at his neck and shoulders, moved slowly down his back kneading away the knots and kinks he found on the way to his glutes where he pushed his knuckles deep into the flesh.

“That feels so good,” Adrien groaned with pleasure.

By the time Theo had worked his magic on the backs of Adrien’s thighs and calves a plan had formed in his mind, a possible way for Adrien to take on the last of the major firsts.

“Turn over.”

Theo surprised Adrien by moving to kneel at his head from where he could massage Adrien’s scalp,

“Can’t do it properly from here,” Theo commented, “but it’s better than nothing.”

“If it’s this good now I can’t imagine how much better it could be.”

Theo massaged Adrien’s biceps without moving from his head, he could feel Adrien sinking into the totally relaxed state he was hoping for, a state where all things were possible.

“Where did you learn to do this?”

“My wife, she’s an aromatherapist, well she qualified as one but she’s never practised it in a professional capacity as such, she volunteers her skills at hospices and re-hab units for people adjusting to life-changing injuries or illnesses. When she was studying I was one of her guinea-pigs and her revision coach.”

“You learned well.”

From Adrien’s head Theo moved to his feet,

“I hope you’re not ticklish,” he chuckled lifting Adrien’s feet into his lap.

A few minutes later Theo returned Adrien’s feet to the mattress and knelt over his shins in order to massage his thighs.

“Time to deal with that admirable rack of yours,” Theo smiled down at him as he poured yet more oil onto his palm and eased himself forward to straddle Adrien’s hips without resting any of his weight on them.

Theo was glad that they’d tacitly agreed to leave on their underwear, it would help keep Adrien distracted from his real intentions, for now.

“Mister Jepson would it be too forward of me to say that your seduction technique’s beyond expectation?” Adrien lay with his fingers linked behind his head in that classic pose of a man who was contemplating either having just had brain-boggling sex or the prospect of it.

“And you Mister Leadbeater are without a doubt a top class flirt.”

“One does one’s best.”

As Theo’s hands worked their way down Adrien’s torso so Theo moved his knees down the bed bringing his crotch to rest directly over Adrien’s, pleased that he found a cock as hard as his own straining to escape the tight boxers. The rocking of his body as he massaged Adrien’s well-toned abs and pecs caused a rubbing together of their pricks.

“Theo please stop for a minute for Christ’s sake,” he begged between breaths as he tried to maintain some control.

Somewhat disappointed with this turn of events Theo knelt straight up, lifting his body from Adrien’s, it swiftly turned to pleased surprise when Adrien slid his boxers down to his thighs the began wriggling beneath Theo trying to kick them off.

“Allow me,” Theo reached behind him to hold the garment still enabling Adrien to pull his legs from it.

“Cheers,” he murmured as he flopped back into his previous pose.

“If it’s not the done thing to drink alone I’m not sure being the only one naked should be acceptable,” Theo remarked, taking off his own underwear.

He adjusted his position when he settled back down so that his own balls were rubbing along Adrien’s hard-on as he rocked back and forth continuing to massage Adrien’s pecs and abs. It didn’t take long for Adrien to begin rolling his own hips in time with Theo’s, his eyes slowly closing. He grabbed Theo’s hips pulling him down harder,

“Jeesh, that’s incredible,” he moaned.

Theo gradually changed the angle of his body, abandoning the massage, and soon Adrien’s cock was stroking ever more along his perineum, eventually the deep ridge at its tip slid over Theo’s sphincter, if Adrien noticed he didn’t show it. All this time Theo had been fisting his own cock, a few times wiping away his pre-cum with his fingers using it to prepare his puckered ring of muscle for the moment he thought Adrien was ready for the next step. Almost all of the pre-cum which had leaked from Adrien’s prick had been spread over it by their combined actions, physically Adrien’s body was as ready as it ever would be but Theo needed to know the rest of him was; he kept rubbing his puckered hole across the ridge of Adrien’s cock, if this went further it had to be at Adrien’s insistence.

Suddenly Adrien drove his hips down into the mattress pushed Theo’s body up with one hand, grabbed his own cock with the other searching with its tip for Theo’s sphincter who took a hissing breath when Adrien pressed his flesh at and then beyond the muscled ring. It had been quite some time since Theo had taken a lover and very few of those he’d known had come anywhere close to measuring up to Adrien but he relaxed around the column of flesh invading him. Adrien grunted as his cock slid smoothly into Theo’s body, he held the other man’s body still above his own as he tested this new sensation. When he began to pull out Theo cinched his muscles around Adrien’s prick and relaxed them when he thrust back in to allow easy access.

Soon Adrien’s brows furrowed, his mouth formed a tight line, his muscles corded, his breathing became stilted as his movements became harder, faster. Without warning he grabbed Theo’s wrists pulling them away from their bodies, his eyes locking with Theo’s,

“I am going to fuck you until I cum, until you cum,” he hissed in repetition of Theo’s own words.

He fixed his eyes on where their bodies met, Theo’s erection bobbed between them with each of his thrusts, he saw his balls begin to lift and tighten.

“Tell me when you’re ready, I am going to fill your ass with my spunk Theo, soon.”

“Do it, do it now!” Theo roared as the first of a seemingly endless stream of semen flew from his cock.

“Yes!” Adrien let go of Theo’s wrists and pulled him as far down onto his cock as was possible, his prick swelled at its tip as his own orgasm played at being Vesuvius deep inside Theo’s ass.

“Holy fucking hell!” he yelled as his body convulsed uncontrollably.

“If that’s your first time you were definitely gay in a former life,” Theo laughed breathlessly some minutes later.

“That or I’ve got an excellent teacher.”

“No-one can teach you that kind of instinct Adrien,” Theo’s voice held a note of seriousness with an undertone of exultation, “welcome to the club, welcome home” he grinned.

It took what felt like the longest time for them to be able to move or speak again.

“Look at the pair of us,” Theo laughed running his forefingers through trails of his spunk where they lay on Adrien and his own chests, “anyone would think we’re a pair of lust-filled pubescent teenagers. I think we need another shower.”

“The last part’s true enough,” Adrien smiled briefly, “but will anyone ever know, about us, not the details obviously, just the,”

Theo leaned forward, resting his weight on his forearms caging Adrien’s body,

“That is entirely up to you. Like I said we take things one day at a time and we definitely wait until you’ve spoken with your parents. Ok?”

Just as they were about to step under the warm water Adrien stopped,

“I need to apologise for what I just did.”

“Why the hell do you need to do that?”

“Because I allowed myself to get carried away, I didn’t use a condom. Would it help if I told you that as a surgeon I get myself tested regularly, like several times a year regularly?”

“Let me show you something,” Theo replied heading back to the bedroom.

He strode to the tall chest of drawers ran a hand along the top edge at its left side until there was a click, he lifted the top to reveal a shallow, well-hidden, space containing several large flat envelopes. He retrieved one marked ‘Insurance’ and closed the lid,

“Read this,” he offered a sheet of A4 to Adrien.

It took only moments for Adrien to understand what he was looking at, a very recent test report saying that Theo was clear of any kind of infection.

“I sometimes have to travel to some less than salubrious countries, my insurers insist on regular check-ups.”

“Oh, right, so,”

“So we’re good Adrien, I pretty much guessed that surgeons would have to protect themselves and their patients that’s why I didn’t stop you and as I knew what that says and as I’ve not been intimate with anyone for some time I knew I wouldn’t be putting you in any danger.”

After they’d showered Theo saw that Adrien was looking pensive,

“What’s wrong? Are you still worrying about what happened?”

Adrien shook his head, sighed heavily then looked at Theo,

“Come with me, please,” Adrien’s eyes again held some of the fear, loneliness and hopelessness Theo had seen the night before, “if, if, we’re still together in a month I want you to come with me when I tell my parents.”

“I want us to be together Adrien and if that’s still what you want by then I’ll be there. Although, if you want to tell them alone I’ll make myself scarce.”

 

Some weeks later . . .

“Why have we stopped?” Theo asked Adrien as the other pulled on the handbrake.

Adrien had turned the car off the A387 a few miles short of Polperro into a lay-by on the B-road.

“Because I feel like throwing-up,” his face was pale and his body tense.

“Take a breath handsome, take a breath, I told you once before that if you got here and the words won’t come then back off. I’m booked into a hotel so it’s not like we’ll both be with them all weekend. There’s a table reserved for eight tonight at the restaurant you suggested. Plan A was for us to go to your parent’s place do the introductions then for you to take me to The Barque. Plan B was for you to take me straight there, I suggest that’s what we do.”

“Then I’ll have to go through all this again with my parents there to witness it.”

“So take them to Jonah’s and I’ll eat somewhere else.”

“No!” Adrien exclaimed vehemently, “No more hiding, lying, evading. I can’t do it any more so I have to find the way I can do this.”

“Let me drive, if you need to stop again we will, but if you’re not driving you can concentrate on what you need to do even if you decide to do nothing.”

Adrien nodded, his hands still gripping the steering wheel of his Mercedes saloon.

“Easy there,” Theo soothed as he stroked Adrien’s left hand, “if you take chunks out of that thing neither of us is driving anywhere.

“What did you say, to your family, the actual words?”

“I took my brother and sister out to lunch, neutral ground, Linda asked if it was about the split with Li-anne I said sort of. Jeff asked if there was anyone else involved I again said sort of and Linda asked what that was supposed to mean.”

As he spoke he carried on stroking Adrien’s hand until he felt his grip relaxing,

“I told them that neither of us had indulged in an affair but that didn’t mean one of us hadn’t started looking at other people. Linda asked if I meant myself and I said yes. Jeff asked where I’d met ‘her’” he made air-quotes, “I couldn’t answer. It didn’t take long for the penny to drop with Linda, she asked me if it was a ‘her’ at all and all I could do was shake my head. It was Jeff asking if I’d told Li-anne the truth that got me talking again. Like you I couldn’t keep it to myself anymore, I told them that I’m gay that I’d known for years, that yes I’d told Li-anne and that I wouldn’t blame anyone for taking her part.”

“Were they there when you told your parents?”

“In the house not the room.”

“Did you have a, a,” Adrien hesitated.

“A partner, a lover, a friend?” Theo put in to which Adrien nodded.

“No I didn’t, it was some months before I had someone I was prepared to introduce to my family. And before you ask I’d told them about Tony before they met him. Now, the car keys if you will.”

They both knew there was no point in Adrien actually passing them over but Theo needed him to let go of both the steering wheel and his melancholy mood, if only for a few moments as they swapped places and Adrien programmed his parent’s address into the sat-nav but he stopped Theo from driving off,

“What do I do if they reject me Theo? They’re all I’ve got.”

“If they’ve half the compassion you have they won’t. No parent wants to see their child in pain, let alone be the cause of it.”

“Ok,” Adrien let out a long slow breath, “let’s go, no stopping this time.”

Around fifteen minutes later Theo followed a curved drive to stop the car at the front door to a classic nineteen thirties chalet-style bungalow.

“Give me a minute Theo.”

“As long as you need, unless they open the door first of-course.”

Adrien took his mobile from his shirt pocket making as if he was taking a call should that happen.

“Yes, I know, I need to man up,” he muttered.

Theo fought a smile, lost, began laughing silently then out loud,

“Of all the phrases to use you pick that one?” Adrien laughed with him,

“My own words mis-quoted back to me.”

“You’re not terminally ill, you’re not emigrating, those are the things they’ll think about if you go in there with an air of doom, gloom and despondency.”

“Happy place time,” Theo stroked the backs of his fingers across Adrien’s knuckles as he had in the restaurant, “this still it?”

“It’ll always be one of them.”

“Hello son!” his father called as he appeared from the side of the house, he was carrying a tray of seedlings, “we were starting to wonder where you’d got to.”

“Sorry dad, where’s mum?” Adrien asked as he exited the car.

“In the potting shed where else?” he held up the seed-tray as proof.

“Dad this is Theo a good friend of mine, Theo this is my father Professor Edward Leadbeater.

“Pull my glove off son so I can shake his hand,” Edward replied balancing his load on his left hand.

“Pleased to meet you, Theo.”

“The feeling’s mutual Professor.”

“Call me Edward. I’ll put these down and we’ll go and tell your mother you’ve arrived.”

“Dorothy,” Edward called as they walked into the back garden, “our boy’s no longer M.I.A..”

A strikingly handsome woman came to the doorway of a long well-maintained shed.

“Hello darling, we were beginning to worry.”

“By that she means she had,” Edward said in a stage whisper to Theo as Adrien crossed the garden to his mother his arms held wide inviting her inside a hug.

“Mum we’re barely more than five minutes late,” he laughed.

“Who’s your handsome companion?” she whispered as she wrapped her arms around her son.

“Come and say hello.”

He lay an arm across her shoulders and guided her towards where Theo stood with his father.

“Mum this is my good friend Theo, Theo my mother Doctor Dorothy Leadbeater.”

“Always a pleasure to meet a friend of my son’s,” like her husband she’d removed a work glove to shake his hand,

“The pleasure’s in meeting such a good-looking lady,” Theo beamed at her, “don’t tell your husband I said that though,” he chuckled conspiratorially.

“Edward did you put those seedlings in the shade?”

“Yes, dear.”

“Good, in that case I think it’s time for a Pimms the sun must be over the yardarm somewhere.”

“Theo, would you prefer something else?” Dorothy enquired.

“A Pimms will do just fine thank-you Doctor,”

“It’s Dorothy,” she quickly put in, “the Doctor part was for students and colleagues.”

“Come on dad I’ll give you a hand.”

“He looks vaguely familiar son,” Edward commented when they were in the kitchen.

“Really? Perhaps he just reminds you of someone.”

Outside Theo and Dorothy were talking about the garden,

“Being higher up above the village means we don’t have to worry quite so much about the salt air, are you a gardener Theo?”

“Not as much as I’d like but luckily I have a great old guy who’s on top of things he’d love to see this. He’s never happier than when he’s discussing sowing times, pricking out, pruning and heaven knows what else.”

Father and son overheard the conversation through an open kitchen window as Edward retrieved a tall glass pitcher and a bowl of chopped fruit from the fridge while Adrien set four hi-ball glasses and a filled ice bucket with tongs on a tray.

“If he’s not careful she’ll be in full flow in no time, we’d best go and rescue him,” Edward smiled.

“He has a way of saying all the right things dad people always feel at ease around him.”

When they re-joined Dorothy and Theo they were discussing modern farming methods and how most farmers were now far more aware of how their ploughing could destroy unknown ancient archaeology.

“My father began inviting local archaeology groups onto the farm after harvest some years ago, they’ve not found anything of significance, a handful of coins, bits of jewellery all of it comes under the banner of lost things.”

“Theo I should warn you that if we’re not careful the only things we’ll talk about will be gardens and archaeology,” Edward smiled indulgently at Dorothy.

“And my husband would have us saying it all in the language of Chaucer,” she chuckled.

“The gardens and history I could just about keep up with but you lost me at Chaucer.”

“Dad, don’t even think about it.”

“What?” his dad replied, looking a little too innocent.

Theo looked questioningly between the two other men at the table.

“Theo the second time I brought Claudia here she made a similar comment and within an hour my father had her perusing his personal introduction to Middle English.”

“What brings you down to this neck of the woods Theo?” Dorothy asked.

Unwittingly he cast a glance across the table towards Adrien,

“Adrien mentioned he was intending to visit this holiday weekend so I asked if I could travel with him in exchange for sharing the driving, I’m looking for somewhere my family and friends can use as a getaway and it seemed a good opportunity to see the place and get a feel for it.”

“Do you have any particular kind of place in mind?”

“I’m the ‘I’ll know it when I see it’ type,” he glanced again at Adrien, whose mouth twitched in a smile, “my sister found the one we have in Norfolk but we all fancied a change and she said that as big brother it should be my responsibility to find the next one.”

“We knew as soon as we saw this place didn’t we love?” Edward stated more than asked.

“Just like when we met,” Dorothy replied looking for all the world like a new bride.

“Olds!” Adrien laughed, “Get a room,” his parents had linked hands across the table.

“What were you expecting to spend if that’s not too intrusive a question? I ask because there’s a vast difference between property sizes and prices in town and those further out.”

“If it were you, looking out of town where would you look Dorothy?”

“The larger properties tend to be on the far, more southerly side, of the valley they tend to be the older ones too.”

“Are there likely to be any on the market?”

“Feasibly, the prices start at about half a million for something not that outstanding,” Edward told him.

“That’s doesn’t surprise me.”

Adrien’s parents both noted that Theo hadn’t flinched at Edward’s words.

“How did you two meet?” Dorothy asked by way of taking their conversation off on a tangent.

“I was in a bar Theo owns.”

“That’s unusual for you son.”

“We have a pretty decent restaurant, he was waiting for a table,” Theo put in.

“Best veg moussaka I’ve tasted.”

“Speaking of food Adrien suggested I try Jonah’s while I’m here so I took the liberty of booking a table for all four of us, my treat and a thank-you to Adrien for letting me tag along.”

Adrien looked at Theo who tilted his head slightly towards Adrien’s parents, eyebrows raised as if asking a question.

“Mum, dad, before you say yes, which I hope you will, I need to explain the split with Claudia. I told you that I’d seen her with someone else and that’s the bare truth of it.”

“What else happened,” his mother asked astutely.

“Before you think what I think you are no I did not cheat on her I did, however, realise I’d been cheating myself.”

“What do you mean son?”

From the look on Adrien’s face Theo knew what was coming next and he was positive Adrien’s parents would recognise the signs; sure enough Adrien tilted his head back slid his hands over his face to his hair and stopped.

“Sweetheart, what is it? Please you’re worrying me,” his mother’s voice held a note of panic.

Adrien sighed deeply before bringing his head forward and dropping his hands to clasp his glass which his eyes were now fixed on,

“The reason it was so easy to end things with Claudia was because being with her was altogether wrong, for me. I’m gay and seeing her with him simply gave me an easy out, she doesn’t know by the way there was no reason to tell her. Besides Theo you’re the only ones who know.”

“And you told him first why?”

“Because I’m gay Dorothy, I’ve been where Adrien was and is. The first time you tell someone is always the most difficult, for a lot of people saying it to a stranger makes it easier, it did for me.”

“How long have you felt this way lad?”

“Feels like forever dad but I suppose I was in my mid-teens when I really knew.”

“Why didn’t you say something sooner darling?”

“Cowardice,” Adrien looked straight at Theo, “plain and simple.”

“I’d say un-readiness,” Theo added quietly.

“I’ll say this you make a handsome couple,” Dorothy mused looking astutely between her son and the man she was now pretty certain was his partner, “then again I’m biased but who wouldn’t be when a handsome man pays an old woman like me compliments.”

“Mother!” Adrien exclaimed, “I’m the scion of this house you’re supposed to be biased in my favour if you don’t mind.”

“Do your family know Theo?”

“Yes Edward, they have done for about ten years.”

“Mum, dad, talk to me please, I need to know how you feel about this.”

“Adrien you are the same son I had when I woke up this morning the only difference is that now I have the chance to see my son being truly happy,” Dorothy said bluntly.

“Dad?”

“The only thing that disappoints me is that you had to wait so long to tell us. That’s not a criticism son, I know these things need to be done when they need to be done what I meant was that I’m disappointed you’ve lived an unfulfilled life for so long, you must have been inherently unhappy,” at his father’s words Adrien bowed his head and nodded, “and the thought of my son feeling like that pains me. I’m your father you’re my son it begins and ends there, I have never been anything less than amazed by the person I sired.”

“Me too,” Theo whispered, “Adrien,” he murmured, “I’ve seen them before don’t hide them from your parents.”

Raising his head he looked first at Theo then his father, his face tear-streaked,

“I was so scared dad, of your rejection, the ridicule, the disparaging looks, the gossip, the possibility that I’d never have what you have with mum, the truth I was scared of the truth.”

“Not for as long as I was.”

“How do you mean?”

“I was forty when I told my nearest and dearest Edward.”

“You said they’ve known for ten years.”

He nodded but said nothing.

“Older man syndrome,” Dorothy chuckled as she butted her shoulder against Theo’s arm, “he gets that from me you know.”

“Or perhaps Edward and I prefer the energy of you youngsters,” he gently nudged her back.

“You’re in the entertainment business then.”

“Amongst other things Edward, I’m lucky if I get to the bar more than a couple of times a month.”

“So what’s your main line of work?” Edward asked.

Theo picked up his glass his fingertips around its rim swirling the fruit and ice before glancing at Adrien who shrugged to which Theo nodded.

“This is Theo Jepson dad, of Thepson Holdings.

“Oh my word!” Dorothy gasped her hands on her chest.

“You certainly know how to pick them son I’ll give you that,” his father smiled.

“I had no idea who he was, I didn’t even twig when I saw his apartment,”

“Your place is much nicer, much more like a home.”

“I was about to say I may not have twigged when I saw his apartment, being under the impression it was company-owned, the company he worked for, it turned out to be one and the same, but even if I hadn’t known who he really is by the time I visited his home it would have been a dead giveaway, not his name perhaps but that he’s ridiculously wealthy.”

“Will you have dinner with me, us, tonight?”

“Please dad, mum, you know you love Jonah’s.”

“You,” Dorothy said with mock ire as she wagged a forefinger at her son, “are incorrigible you know I can’t resist their sea bass.”

“Would I be so sneaky?” Adrien laughed.

“Yes!” his parents chorused.