If It Fits - 20. Chapter 20

August 5, 1995

“That was a great dinner, Rosa,” Cody told her as she cleared the dishes. “You are a fantastic chef.”

“Thank you, Mr. Cody,” she said with a flirtatious smile.

“He is right,” JP said, and I nodded. Rosa blushed and left us alone then. The boys had already finished and gone, so it was just the three of us.

“I think I'm gonna crash early,” Cody said, yawning. “Those dudes wore me out.”

“You do not always have to be tough,” I told him. I knew he was hurting, and I wanted him to know I was there for him.

“I know. But I have to be tough right now. It's better than being sad.” He nodded to us and headed up the stairs, and then JP and I were alone.

“We should go surprise him,” JP said.

“In a minute. I want to talk to you about Alejandro first.”

“Stef, we can't talk about that,” he said.

“Yes we can. You and I can. What if this happens again? What if someone evil walks into our lives and then just disappears?” I was worried about having people who just mildly annoyed us vanish forever.

“That's not going to happen. Alejandro is a bright guy, smarter than you give him credit. This was a big deal. Can you imagine life around here without JJ and Darius? Brad would go nuts, and so would Robbie and Jeanine.”

“You are right,” I said sadly.

“Alejandro knows that. He was protecting you, me, them, and himself. This was a core threat, not just someone at school that pissed him off.”

“You are telling me to remember that part of him is a boy, but part of him is a man, and that I should treat the part that is a man accordingly?” I asked.

“That is exactly what I'm telling you.”

“I think we should take him to Palo Alto with us. Your parenting skills with teenagers are superb,” I teased.

“I think he should choose where he wants to be. Brad mentioned that if he wants to stay here, that's fine with him. He said that Jeanine and Robbie are on board too.”

“You talked to him eh?” I asked. Of course he would plan this all out. He nodded sheepishly. “Then let us talk to Cody too.” He grinned. I knew he missed Cody's hot body. I know I had. But I also missed him, Cody the person.

We went up to our room and stripped completely, and then trying not to giggle, we snuck into Cody's room. He was lying on top of his bed, naked, slowly stroking his cock, enjoying a nice masturbation session. I almost felt guilty for disturbing him.

I climbed into bed on one side, and JP climbed in on the other. “Were you thinking about me? My psychic abilities were picking up some vibes,” I teased. He smiled at me and leaned over to kiss me, then JP, as I replaced his hand with mine. He started to move but I pushed him onto his back. “Lie there.” He got a big grin. JP and I split his body in two, figuratively, between us, and mirrored each other's moves. We kissed his neck, nuzzled his ear, sucked on his nipples, and licked his pits. He just lay there, moaning softly, while we explored his massive body.

We worked our way down to his dick. I sucked him first, savoring the salty flavor of his precum, then JP took over, and we went back and forth, enjoying his taste and his smell, but making sure not to bring him off too fast. I pushed his legs up, and back, exposing his hole, then I dove in, rimming him. He loved that, I knew he did, and I loved to rim a guy who enjoyed it. JP took my place on his dick and sucked him, nice steady strokes, while I probed his ass with my tongue.

JP is a master at this kind of blow job, at bringing a guy up to a climax so slowly and deliberately he doesn't even know he's going to cum until he's about to blow. I saw Cody's balls start to rise and knew he was getting close, so I licked my finger and pushed gently into him, probing at his prostate while I used my tongue to tease the edge of his hole. He let out a massive roar then, and came. I looked up to see JP's throat moving, swallowing and swallowing Cody's load as he came. Then we moved back up and snuggled up to him, each of us on a side. I felt his arm stretch around me and pull me in, and I looked up to see a little tear in his eye.

“You know,” I told him, “when Bitty died, no one gave a shit. She was so unloved, so hated. You are like the anti-Bitty. You have so many people out there who love you, and care about you, it's almost scary.”

He moved his head over and kissed me. “You trying to tell me that you love me?” he asked, smiling.

“I know I do,” JP said, looking up at him. If it was anyone else he said that to, I would have been green with jealousy, but not Cody.

“I do too,” I said.

“Hey Stef,” he said, with that twinkle in his eye, “I think it's time to make JP blow his load. What do you think?”

“I agree completely,” I told him. JP looked at Cody, then me, then got that look his eyes, the one he gets when lust takes over. He kept that look the entire night, as Cody fired us up, and turned us into 20-year-old sex machines instead of middle-aged guys.

August 7, 1995

The bed moving woke me up from my mid-morning nap. I rolled over slowly to see JP staring at me, that crazed look of his, while Cody nibbled and sucked on his neck as he slammed into JP’s ass. I laughed at him, then kissed him, then moved my mouth down to complete the picture and suck him off as Cody fucked him hard and long. I knew that if I could get JP to cum first, then I'd get to finish Cody off myself. That made the taste of his load just that much more pleasant.

Cody knew that's what I was doing, he knew my game, so he stopped fucking JP after he came and just let him enjoy the afterglow, let him move Cody's cock out of his ass at his own pace. Then it was my turn. I felt Cody’s strong arms wrap completely around me, totally pinning me against his hard chest as his cock probed its way between my cheeks and into my ass without any guidance. It was like a heat seeking missile. Then he was in me, moving in and out, his huge muscular body holding me against him, letting me know that there was no escape, not that I'd want one, and that he was going to do whatever the fuck he wanted to me. I felt powerless, I felt dominated, and I went nuts. I felt JP's mouth envelop me, felt him working me slowly, watching Cody. I knew he'd have his hands on Cody's balls, waiting for them to rise, so I just relaxed, surrendered completely to these two men that I loved. Cody pumped on, while JP worked his magic, and it was so liberating to have sex with someone and not worry about who was going to cum first, or about trying to cum together. JP was in charge of that, he'd manage that. I felt Cody shiver, quake a bit, and I knew that JP had stuck his finger up his ass. I felt his mouth move on me more urgently, telling me that Cody was about to blow.

The thing about Cody, when he comes, is that he loses it completely. That's probably the only time he could get violent and actually hurt someone. That made his orgasms incredibly intense, even more since they were a little dangerous. I heard him start to growl in my ear, and then the growl turned into a full scream as he started to blow. His hands moved off my chest and to my nipples and he squeezed them hard, making me yelp in pain as my own orgasm blasted into JP's mouth. I rode the wave, the wave of his pounding, the wave of JP's mouth, the wave of my orgasm, until I was fully spent.

Cody collapsed onto his back panting, while I collapsed on top of him, shaking and quivering out of control from the orgasm they'd given me. I felt JP spoon up behind me. This was bliss. This was heaven. “You know, those guys, Max and Marcel, they're a lot of fun,” Cody said. “But fuck, they're nothing like you two. Fuck. Fuck.”

I heard the intercom buzz and JP hit the button next to the bed. “Mr. Stefan, there is a lady here to see you.”

“Who is it?”

“It is a Mrs. Murphy. She wants to see you, and her son. She is Casey's mother.” I looked at JP nervously.

“Rosa, please offer her some lunch and tell her I'm finishing up a few things. I'll be down in 20 minutes.” I jumped out of bed and headed to the shower. “Can one of you track down Casey and make sure he's presentable?” They laughed at me and nodded. I took a lightning fast shower and threw myself together as quickly as I could. In the end, I didn't make it downstairs for half an hour. I found Mrs. Murphy seated out on the deck, staring out at the waves.

“Good afternoon,” I said in my friendliest voice. “I am Stefan Schluter, but you must call me Stefan.”

“It's nice to meet you Stefan. I'm Jennifer Murphy, but you must call me Jenny.” She gave me a nervous smile, showing me teeth that could stand a little orthodontia and whitening. Her whole appearance was plain. She had mousy brown hair, brown eyes, a roundish face, and a body that could stand to shed twenty pounds.

I followed her gaze out to the waves, where Casey and Alejandro were surfing. “I think it is only the water that gets them out of bed early,” I told her.

She laughed. “I am so sorry for just dropping in on you like this. I'm normally not a rude person. But I just had to see Casey.”

I watched her nervously. Was she going to be like Robbie's mother, and try to haul him off to someplace that would make him straight? Or was she going to be a bitch like Bitty, and demand that he come home now so she could control him. “I can understand,” I said. “He is a wonderful young man. It has been a pleasure having him spend this time with us.”

“That boy with him, that is Alejandro?” I nodded. “Casey is in love with him.”

“As far as I can tell, it is mutual,” I told her. “They were both lonely and sad. Alejandro had just moved here and had no friends. Casey has filled a huge void in his life.” I wanted to ask her why she was here, if she was planning to take him away and ban contact between them, but I had learned patience from JP.

“You have a lovely home,” she said. “What a wonderful view. So peaceful, so tranquil.”

“Why thank you,” I said. “I will show you the whole house after we have eaten.”

She looked at me nervously. “I don't mean to be crass, but can I ask what you do for a living?”

I laughed, and saw her relax. “I do not do much, now. I made my money investing in real estate and startup companies. My nephew Bradley, who is more like a son to me, runs my company now, so I have lots of free time. He lives next door with his family. They have three boys.”

“And you are gay?” she asked. “I'm sorry. That's a rude question, to just ask someone about their sexuality like that.”

“It is not rude at all,” I said to her. “Yes, I am gay.” I saw JP opening the door to come out. “You will meet my partner shortly.” He walked up with Cody behind him.

“Jenny Murphy, this is my partner, Dr. JP Crampton. JP is the chair of the history department at Stanford.” I normally didn't do that to him, he thought it was so pretentious to have his title thrown out there like that, but for her it was important. I could tell by the way her eyes bulged that she was impressed.

“It is nice to meet you,” JP said, taking her hand, and using all the charm and grace that his aristocratic upbringing had endowed him with. She blushed and melted under his charm.

“And this is Cody,” I said, introducing him. “Cody works as an agent here in Hollywood, and is a good friend of the family. He's staying with us. He keeps the boys in line.”

“Nice to meet you Jenny,” Cody said, flashing her that dazzling smile of his. “I feel so intimidated in the face of such beauty,” he said flirting with her, “one of the top academics in the country,” he smiled at JP, “and a guy who's climbing the Forbes 400 list.” I rolled my eyes at him at the same time JP did, but Jenny just giggled, letting him charm her.

“Lunch is ready,” Rosa said. She was so good. She brought out a sandwich platter and plates for all of us.

“I should call the boys,” I said. I yelled their names a few times but they either didn't hear me or ignored me.

“Let me try,” Cody said. “Alejandro! Casey! Now!” They turned and looked up, then started paddling in immediately.

“You must be handy to have around,” Jenny said to Cody. “Casey never listens to me like that.”

“There is a certain amount of hero worship that helps him out,” I said, pretending to pout at being ignored.

Casey came bounding up the steps with Alejandro right behind him. Then he saw his mother and froze. The expressions on his face were so transparent they completely betrayed the emotions beneath. Glad to see her, then nervous she was going to take him away, then defiant, resolved not to let her screw up his life. “Mom!” He rushed over and gave her a perfunctory hug, since he was wet. “What are you doing here?”

“I missed you. Is that not reason enough?” she asked. “Let me look at you. Look at your hair. It looks so good. And you're so thin! They won't recognize you back in Chicago.”

“Are you here to take me home?” he asked nervously. This was the big elephant in the room.

“No, at least not right away,” she said. “And you must be Alejandro,” she said, changing the subject. “It's nice to meet you. Thank you for being such a good friend to Casey.”

“It has been my pleasure,” Alejandro said. I glared at him, but Jenny apparently didn't get the double entendre.

“You are not hungry?” I asked them. They smiled at me, sat down, and started wolfing down food. They were always hungry.

“It must take someone of your means to feed two of them,” she said to me playfully. I laughed. I was warming up to her.

“So you're not here to drag me home?” Casey asked with a huge smile of relief.

“The last time we saw each other I treated you so badly, Casey. I was just horrible.” A tear fell down her cheek. He froze, mid-chew, to stare at her. “I'm so sorry. When I saw you, uh, performing oral sex on Trent, I was so shocked and surprised, I just didn't think.”

“I'm sorry about that Mom,” he said. “It's not the best way to find out your son is gay.”

“No, it isn't,” she agreed. “I've been doing a lot of research and studying on gay people.” I got nervous. Was she going to bring up God now? And how he could heal Casey? A look from JP calmed me down. She swallowed and continued. “I started going to meetings.”

“What kind of meetings?” Casey asked. We were all paranoid now.

“It's an organization called PFLAG. For parents whose children are gay. Well, there are other people involved too, but that's mostly who it is. I made some nice friends and learned a lot. So I came out here to apologize for the way I treated you,” she said sincerely.

“Really?” He stared at her in disbelief, along with the rest of us.

“Really. You are who you are. They've helped me to accept that and just love you. You are my son. That is all that matters.” We stared at her, still stunned. I saw tears flow out of Casey's eyes, and that prompted me, weenie that I am, to cry too. He got up and went over and hugged her. She just held him like that for the longest time, both of them crying, both of them reconciling.

“I wish my mother would do that,” Alejandro said sadly. I saw the look of sympathy on her face.

“Me too,” said Cody sadly. A little crack in his shell. He was almost as bad as JP.

“So how long are you staying?” Casey asked, this time with enthusiasm. She laughed.

“I have just barged in on you. I wouldn't want to intrude.”

“Nonsense,” I told her. “We have plenty of room. You must stay with us.”

“You are so nice to me,” she said.

“Mothers like you are rare,” I told her. “We actually do have a trip we have to make though.”

“Where?” Alejandro asked.

“When school starts in the fall, I will be moving up to Palo Alto with JP,” I told them. I saw Alejandro get all defiant, and even saw Cody tense up. “JP and I have talked about it, and we want you to decide where you want to live. You can stay here, and Brad and Robbie, maybe even Cody, can keep an eye on you, or you can come up to Palo Alto with us.”

“I want to stay here,” he said adamantly.

I smiled. “Now that is not a good answer,” I said. He made to argue but I held up my hand. “I want to take you up to Palo Alto and let you see it. We will go there, and to Santa Cruz, and then, after you have been to both places, then you can make up your mind.”

Alejandro looked at me suspiciously. “Really? You're going to let me make that decision?”

“It's your life,” JP said. “Personally, I'm hoping you pick Malibu. You're a pain in the ass.” That made us laugh, and Alejandro threw a grape at JP playfully. If anything, he got along better with JP than with me.

“So that is our plan,” I said, taking the floor before I could be interrupted. “I was planning on taking Casey with us as well. Perhaps you would like to join us too?” I asked Jenny.

“That's an awful lot to ask of you,” she said nervously.

“It most certainly is not. We will sail up there, and then fly back when we are done. It is quite easy.”

“Sail?” she asked nervously.

“Stef has a huge ship,” Casey said. “It is totally cool, Mom.”

“It seems that since I have intruded on your lives, landed in the middle of things, I should at least go with the flow,” she said graciously.

“Waves are picking up,” Alejandro said, looking out at the ocean. “Let's go!”

Casey looked to his mom and she nodded, then they tore off.

“It is a shame Mike did not come with you,” I said.

“He's busy, and we're still working through things,” she said somberly.

“I'm sorry you're still having problems,” JP said.

“He doesn't seem to understand how far I've come with this, with Casey being gay. And quite frankly, my key goal is to repair my relationship with Casey. Once that is done, then Mike can decide if he wants to repair ours. I can live without him if I have to. I couldn't live with myself without making things right with Casey.”

“It sounds like he will get there,” I told her sincerely. “You have been to California before?” I asked.

“No, my first trip,” she said shyly.

“Well then we must show you the town,” I told her. “Do you have plans this afternoon?”

“No,” she said nervously.

“Well I have a present for you,” I told her. “Come on.”

“Where are we going?” she asked.

“The spa. Any mother who flies all the way out to California just to tell her son it's OK that he's gay deserves a little pampering.” I pulled out my cell phone and made a call to the same spa I always went to, and dragged her off for a day of self-indulgence. And of course, after the spa we had to go shopping. I took her to my favorite boutique and Marte took good care of her.

“Stefan, I cannot let you do this for me. It is too much,” she objected sincerely. “There aren't even prices on these clothes.”

I laughed. “That is so you will not argue with me about buying them.” She was a pretty lady, but much too frumpy.

“I feel so fat,” she said sadly.

“Darling, you're not fat, you're just visiting a town of anorexics,” Marte said diplomatically. “Besides, clothing can hide any of those little bulges you don't want people to see.” Even though her objections were annoying, Jenny was a lot of fun to be with. I called Brad and Robbie and made them bring JP and Cody to meet us at Spago for dinner.

The limo drove up and we strolled right through the crowds and straight to our table. “We didn't have to wait?” she asked. She clearly wasn't used to being on the “A-list”. I just shook my head.

Robbie and Brad were there already, and a big surprise; Jeanine had shown up with them. She rarely went out on the town; she was a devoted mother, and a homebody. We sat down and I introduced Jenny to them all. Cody and JP showed up shortly afterward, looking a little flushed. I gave them a knowing look, and it was enough to make JP blush. He really was just adorable.

“So you are Casey's mother?” Brad asked. “He's a great guy.”

“I'm glad you think so. I do.”

“You flew all the way out here to tell him it was OK that he was gay?” Robbie asked. I worried about him, about the bad memories this would stir.

“I was really horrible to him,” she said. “I walked in on him and he was, well...” she hesitated.

“He was blowing some other kid,” Cody completed her sentence, and winked at her.

“Thank you,” she said to him laughing. “I reacted badly, said horrible things to him.” A tear fell down her cheek. “This summer I worked through it, learned to understand what he was going through. I know he wants to stay here as long as he can, but I just couldn't wait to make things right between us.”

“That's pretty amazing,” Brad said.

“It just seems like the right thing to do,” she said.

“You want to tell her what it's like to have a mother who doesn't get it?” Brad asked Robbie.

“My mother and I haven't talked in five years,” Robbie told her. “Even then, it was mean and hateful on both sides. I went through some tough times in high school, and Dr. Crampton let me move out to California and go to high school with Brad. My mom thought Jesus could cure me, even called the cops to try to have me hauled off to some place where they pray and try to cure you. I'd finally found a place where I was happy and she did everything she could to fuck it up for me. If she dropped dead tomorrow, I'd have to force myself to cry.”

“That's sad,” Jenny said. “Very sad. Now you know why I had to get out here to see Casey.”

“And now you understand why mothers like you are so important,” I told her.

“Now if you want drama, try being a lesbian living with a bunch of gay guys,” Jeanine said, tactfully making the conversation lighter.

“You're a lesbian?” Jenny asked, not without interest.

“I am.”

“But you have children,” Jenny said.

“Well after she had sex with Brad, she decided she was a lesbian,” Robbie teased.

“Very funny,” Brad said. “Just because you're a lesbian doesn't mean you can't have sex with men. Hell, you're sitting at a table with a bunch of gay guys, and most of us have been with at least one woman.”

“I have,” JP said, stating the obvious, “and you have,” he said to me.

“I am a sexual being. I am destined to spread joy,” I joked. It got a predictable laugh.

“I have,” Brad said.

“I've done a few women,” Cody said.

“So have I,” Robbie said.

“When did you sleep with a woman?” Brad asked. It was interesting that they had never covered this issue before.

“Couple of hours ago,” he joked. Brad didn't laugh. “In high school, before all that shit happened to me.”

“You were dating someone?” Brad asked.

“Yeah. I thought I loved her. Maybe I did. I don't know. She dumped me like a rock when I got kicked off the team for being a fag,” he said bitterly.

“Did you like it?” Brad asked. Now we were all paying total attention.

“Yeah. It was nice. Remember how we were supposed to talk Jeanine into a threesome? What happened with that, by the way?” Robbie joked. Nice way to change the subject.