DJ - 18. Chapter 18

Carl’s alarm went off at 6:00 AM Monday morning and he slipped out of bed. He hustled to the kitchen, still naked, and flipped the switch on the coffee maker. Karen had been thoughtful enough to prepare it the night before. He then headed quickly to the bathroom, and back to his bedroom to at least put on his briefs, especially not knowing when Aggie might decide to come out.

Carl leaned over the bed and gently kissed his wife’s lips and Karen stirred.

"Is it 6:00 already?" Karen mumbled.

"Yes, sweetheart, I’ve started the coffee brewing."

Karen put on her robe, and Carl got fully dressed and they walked to the kitchen, poured cups of coffee and sat down. They were discussing the wedding, and how beautiful it was.

"Karen, did DJ or Doug ever mention to you that Randy was gay?"

"No, they never told me, but I guess, after yesterday, everybody knows, That was such a touching moment, when Daryl proposed to Randy."

"I thought it was kind of funny," Carl remarked, "especially when Randy’s eyes turned into Niagara Falls, he shed a pile of tears. I always thought that gay guys just liked to have spontaneous sex with each other, but I guess, at least some times, when they get romantically involved, it turns into real love, just like regular couples. I’ve learned a lot over the last few months."

About 7:00 AM Jamie’s alarm sounded. He silenced it, turned to DJ and kissed DJ’s lips, waking his boyfriend.

"Baby, wake up!" Jamie exclaimed, "we have to leave for school in about an hour and a half."

The boys pulled on their boxer-briefs and headed to the kitchen to join Carl and Karen. About 5 minutes later, Granny came in and told DJ to slide over, so she could sit between the two boys, after she shared a loving kiss with each of them.

About 7:30 Carl, getting up from the table, "I have to leave, I’m picking up the newlyweds at 8:00 to take them to the airport, I’ll see you all later."

"Karen," Aggie asked, "Did you tell the boys?"

"About what, Mom?"

"That I might stay around here, and not go back to California."

"I didn’t think," Karen commented, "that you were really serious."

"Well I am, I want to live around here, where I can be close to my Sons, and my wonderful grandsons." DJ is smiling, ear to ear.

Jamie spoke, "Mom, maybe Granny could stay here, permanently."

"No Jamie," Granny stated, "I would want my own place, like I have out there, but here in this town. There has to be some senior residences around here."

DJ, tears forming again, "Granny, I don’t want you to go back to California either!"

"Mom," Jamie suggested, "DJ and I have to leave for school in a few minutes, could you maybe check around, and maybe take Granny out to see if you can find a nice place for her to live?"

"I guess I can do that," Karen answered. DJ smiled again.

The boys grabbed their backpacks, kissed Karen and Granny goodbye and headed out to school in the Tracker.

"Jamie, it would be terrific if Granny could stay around here."

Jamie, snickering, "Joe and Doug might be in for quite a surprise when they return, I know Granny isn’t really my grandmother, but I’ve grown to love her, as if she was."

"She calls both of us ‘her grandsons’, kind of like our parents call us both their sons," DJ said, "it’s really kind of cool, it makes me feel loved."

The boys arrived at college, and found the room for Algebra 1, and selected seats next to each other. They were a little surprised to find that Matt was in the same class, and he sat next to DJ. Matt told the boys that Algebra is required for engineering students.

The professor stated, at the beginning of the class, "Elementary algebra is generally considered to be essential for any study of mathematics, science, or engineering, as well as such applications as medicine and economics."

At 10 they found their English 101 class and then the computer software class at 11, getting ready to leave campus at noon, to head for the city and return the tuxedos. Just as they were ready to enter the Tracker, they heard their names being called.

"DJ, JAMIE, WAIT UP!" Bryan hollered from a couple of rows of cars over, and trotted over.

"I couldn’t call you guys cause my Mom found those cards with your phone numbers and destroyed them. I still want to hook up and talk with you, are either or both of you available today?"

"Bryan, my Dad’s wedding was yesterday, and we have to go to the city and return (pointing) these tuxedos to the rental place. Would you like to ride up with us, and we can chat?" DJ suggested, "I’m scheduled to be at work at 3:00 PM today."

"I can’t, Mom knows my schedule and is expecting me home from school shortly."

"I’m not working today," Jamie mentioned, "maybe you and I could get together later, probably sometime after about 3:30. Is there someplace we could meet?"

Bryan, pointing, "That’s my bright red Pontiac, could you maybe pick me up at Applebee’s parking lot, and we could go someplace to talk? If one of my parent’s drive by there, they’ll think I’m working and won’t bother me."

"I can do that. DJ, when we get back, would you have time to drop me back home so I can get my car? Then I can pick Bryan up."

"Sure, baby, I need to put on my work shirt anyway."

"What does your car look like, Jamie?" Bryan asked.

"It’s an old brown 98 Honda Civic, with a loud muffler, so I’ll pick you up about 3:30 or a little after at Applebee’s, OK?"

"Great," Bryan smiled, "I’ll be waiting in my car."

"DJ, on their way to the city, "Bryan seems really anxious to talk, I wonder what is going on with him?"

"I don’t know, baby, but I think I’ll soon find out, that poor kid is an emotional wreck!" DJ agreed.

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The boys drove to the city, returned the tuxedos, and drove back to Jamie’s house. Jamie started his car and headed to Applebee’s, and DJ hustled to the house to change for work. He grabbed a dish of leftover potato salad, and explained to Karen and Granny that Jamie was spending some time with Bryan, to try to help him with some personal problems. He kissed Karen and Granny goodbye and headed to the store.

Jamie drove to Applebee’s, spotted the red Pontiac and pulled along side of it. Bryan jumped out and right into Jamie’s passenger seat, wearing an Applebee’s shirt.

"Bryan, are you working sometime today?"

"No, I’m off, I put on my work shirt so Mom would think I had to work, Jamie, you have no idea all the shit I’m going through!"

"I have a feeling I’m going to soon find out, where would you like to go?" Jamie asked.

"Someplace where we can talk, alone."

"How about DJ’s house, his Dad’s are on honeymoon, and it would just be you and me there. Are you hungry?"

"Yeah, I haven’t had any lunch, what are you thinking?"

"WAWA subs always go down good, and there is one on the way."

The boys stopped at WAWA and picked up subs, and Jamie told Bryan that he knew there was drinks in the fridge. They got to the house and Bryan followed Jamie in the back door, they dropped the subs on the table and removed their jackets, Jamie got them some Pepsi’s from the fridge, and they sat at the table.

"OK Bryan, start from the beginning, what the fuck is going on between you and Phil?"

"It’s not really Phil, it’s my parents, you know Phil and I have been living at my house, and sleeping together, since we started college last fall, and I thought everything was cool."

"Well," Bryan continued, "about 5 weeks ago, Phil was fucking me, and my father burst into the room, and turned into a madman. He accused Phil of being a pervert, and trying to turn me gay. He told Phil to get his shit together and get the hell out! So he did."

"Wow!" Jamie blurted, "That’s fucked up!"

"I tried to explain to my parents, that Phil and I loved each other, and that we were born that way, and they wanted to accept none of that. They even threatened to send me to conversion therapy."

"So I guess your parent’s are, like, super religious?"

"Not at all," Bryan replied, "I’ve never known them to go to Church, they’re more like super homophobic! Dad forbid me to have any close male friends, and told me there was no way I was gay. I feel like I’m under house arrest, I have no life of my own."

Jamie suggested they move to the sofa in the den, so they picked up their drinks and headed there, Jamie sat in the center and Bryan sat on Jamie’s right. Jamie couldn’t help notice that Bryan had a boner, and his pants were tented. Seeing Bryan’s boner was causing his own penis to swell a little.

"Bryan, do you wear boxers?"

"Yeah, why?"

"It’s hard to hide a boner when you wear boxers," Jamie said, pointing to Bryan’s tent, and grinning.

"Jamie, I haven’t been able to release a load since Phil left," then, slapping at his tent, "I grow about 20 or more of these every day and I have no way to relieve them, I’m always horny!"

"You could masturbate," Jamie suggested.

"I can’t even do that," Bryan explained, "my parents won’t let me close the door to my room, and my father says that it will make me gay, and he forbid me to do it, I’m afraid he might catch me, I do really need to get a load off."

"Bryan, if you wish, you can jack off here, and I’ll get you some paper towels."

"Is jacking off considered the same as having sex?" Bryan asked.

"I don’t think so," Jamie replied, "all boys jack off, once they reach puberty, I think having sex would be considered an interaction between two people, like a blowjob, or fucking."

"Jamie, can I ask a big favor?"

"You can ask, and maybe I can comply, what is it?"

"This is kind of awkward—but—never mind."

"What is it, Bryan, ask."

"Jamie, would you—would you—fuck, would you jack off with me?"

"Sure Bryan," Jamie answered, smiling," I’m a little horny too. Let’s go to the bedroom, where we can lay down and do it."

Jamie stopped into the bathroom and grabbed a towel, and they went into DJ’s (and Jamie’s) room. Jamie kicked off his shoes, then removed his shirts, and Bryan followed suit. Finally, both boys slid their jeans and underwear off and viewed each other’s naked bodies and erections, grinning.

"You’ve got a right nice pecker Bryan, Jamie commented."

"Phil likes it, and yours isn’t to shabby either."

"DJ likes it, and I like his a lot, too, DJ has the sweetest cum!"

Both boys gave each other a quick feel, and Jamie held his hand out, inviting Bryan to get on the bed, Jamie followed him. The two boys started to stoke themselves slowly. Bryan knew he wouldn’t last very long, he had about a ton of gathered up juice in his balls.

They were both watching each other, occasionally glancing into each other’s faces and grinning. Jamie was feeling a little more aroused than he expected he would. Bryan had leaked out a large amount of pre, and was using it like lube, sliding his hand up and down his shaft.

"OOOhhhhhh! OOOHHhhh! AAAAhhhhhgggg!" Bryan expressed, as he started spurting rope after rope of cream, the first rope splattering on the headboard of the bed, a glob on his face, and the rest landing on his chest, and stomach, and hand.

Watching Bryan ejaculate triggered Jamie into releasing his own two or three ropes onto his stomach and pubic area. Jamie couldn’t hold a candle to the amount of cum that Bryan had just released. A huge puddle of cum was lying on Bryan’s tummy.

"I didn’t think," Jamie commented, "that a guys balls could hold that much cum!"

"Me either," Bryan responded, "I thought I was never gonna stop cumming, and it felt soooooo good! I’ve never cummed like that before."

Jamie handed Bryan the towel and pulled another one out of the headboard and the boys cleaned themselves up. Jamie wiped the glob of cum off Bryan’s face.

"Jamie, I gotta pee."

"Me too, DJ and I often pee together, you wanna?"

With no reply from Bryan, the two stood in front of the toilet and drained the pressure from their bladders, watching each other.

"How about a shower?" Jamie offered.

"Sure," Bryan answered.

Jamie turned on the water and the two boys stepped in. They showered together, but didn’t clean each other’s bodies, nor did they dry each other off. They returned to the bedroom and Jamie put on a clean pair of boxer-briefs and offered Bryan a pair.

"I can’t," Bryan said, "Mom would question where they came from." He pulled his boxers back on.

"Bryan, that was fun, really, it’s the first time I’ve jacked off with another boy since way back in school. I had a friend, back when we were about 14 or 15, and we used to get together sometimes and jack off, but that was all we ever did."

"You and DJ never jack off?" Bryan asked, in surprise.

"Not really, we mostly have oral sex, and we have finally tried out a little anal sex. We both like to sixty-nine."

"Phil and I sometimes jack off together—well we did—until my Dad kicked him out."

"Bryan, let’s lay down, I don’t think we’re done talking yet."

The boys climbed back onto the bed, both wearing just their underwear. Bryan seemed so distraught, and Jamie couldn’t help placing his arm around Bryan’s torso, and caressing him a little, Bryan responded by snuggling closer to Jamie, their bodies touching, and Bryan was soaking up Jamie’s touch like a sponge.

"Bryan," Jamie asked, "how do you feel toward Phil, now?"

"I still love him, but under the circumstances, we can’t see or even talk to each other."

"You’ll see each other at school, that might not be ideal but…."

"We can’t now, Phil sent me word by a friend. He said he can’t afford to go to school and pay for a place to live too, so he’s dropped out of school, at least for this semester."

"You guys have more problems than Carter has liver pills. I’m not sure I have a solution," Jamie remarked.

Jamie is in deep thought, continuing to caress Bryan. He’s having some disturbing thoughts he never expected to have. It’s even crossed his mind to wonder what it might be like to have sex with Bryan, something he’s never considered about any other guy. Why is he thinking like this? He’s suddenly feeling like he is in a gay Payton Place, he’s finding himself attracted to Bryan, way too much attracted.

Bryan is an attractive young man, and possesses a charming personality, has a bundle of problems with his family, and, supposedly a boyfriend of three years. And what about DJ? He loves DJ, and if anything happened between them it would probably kill DJ. He has to bury these feelings, NOW!

As the two boys lay there, Jamie’s arm around Bryan, Jamie closed his eyes for a couple of minutes, enjoying the feeling of Bryan’s warm body next to his own. Bryan slowly raised his head and planted his lips onto Jamie’s, pushing his tongue into Jamie’s mouth. For just a few seconds, their tongues investigated each other’s mouths, Bryan was running his fingers through Jamie’s hair, and both guys developed erections again.

Jamie, leaping to his feet, "Bryan, this can’t be happening! I won’t allow it to happen! DJ has my heart, and he has trusted me with his, I won’t cheat on him, his love means everything to me! I don’t want to violate his trust."

"I’m sorry, Jamie," Bryan is starting to cry, "I never thought we’d end up like that, I’m just so love starved, and I went over the line. Please forgive me, I want and need your support, both yours and DJ’s. I don’t want to fuck it up, I need you guys more than ever!"

Jamie stepped over to the dresser and pulled a couple of tissues out of the box, and wiped the tears from Bryan’s face.

"I learned something today, Bryan, if I wasn’t head over heels in love with DJ, I think I could quite easily fall in love with you."

"Thanks Jamie, the last thing I would ever want to do, would be to come between you two, I think you guys really have it together."

"Bryan, we haven’t really finished our talk, but I have an idea, where is Phil working?"

"I don’t know, and I can’t call him cause my parents monitor my calls."

"Well, they don’t monitor mine, you know his number, don’t you?" Bryan nodded, "Call him from my phone, and if he answers let me talk to him."

Jamie handed Bryan his phone, and Bryan put in the number and placed the call. Phil answered, and Bryan handed the phone to Jamie.

"Phil, this is Jamie, from school and the club, you got a couple?"

"Just about, I’m at work, what’s up?"

"Where are you working?"

"I’m a busboy and dishwasher at Denny’s."

"Do you think you could get a break for about 15 minutes to see Bryan and me?"

"Is Bryan with you now?"

"Yes he is, for a little while."

"God, I miss him so much, I’m dying to see him, when can you bring him by?"

"About 7:00."

"Cool, my manager is pretty decent and I think he’ll let me take my break when you get here, I’ll be watching for you."

"Well Bryan, seems the spark is still there, Phil can’t wait to see you! Who owns your car?"

"I do, I saved the money to buy it, and I pay my own insurance."

"That’s a plus. Bryan, I’m not sure how we can do this, but we need to get you out of your parents’ house! You can’t live like that, you need to have your own place, or at least be out of there."

"Jamie, it’s 6:30, should we maybe get dressed and go to Denny’s?"

"Yeah, I don’t guess we’d be welcome there in our underwear."

The boys got dressed and headed to Denny’s. Jamie parked and they walked in and selected a booth as far as possible from other diners. Phil spotted them, and held up a finger, letting them know he’d be with them in a minute. A server came to wait on them, and they told her they weren’t eating, just here to see someone.

"John," Phil said, "My friends are here, so I’m taking my break now." John nodded and Phil joined Bryan and Jamie, the three bumped fists.

"Bryan," Phil said, "Come to the Men’s room with me." Bryan followed Phil.

Inside the Men’s room, Phil pulled Bryan around the divider, wrapped his arms around him and smothered Bryan’s lips with his own, kissing him passionately. The passion was returned.

"I brought you in here so I could kiss you, without other employees or patrons seeing us, that wouldn’t go over well with the management, Bryan, do you still love me?"

"Of course I do!" Bryan exclaimed, "I’m so sorry for what my Dad did, and it’s nearly killed me not to be able to see you, and kiss you, or even talk on the phone, we probably need to go back out and join Jamie."

"Phil," Jamie asked, "are you living with your parents?"

"No, they moved to someplace in New England, just before we started college last fall, I thought living with Bryan would work out for us, until his Dad kicked me out."

"Where did you go to, when that happened?" Jamie inquired.

"I spent two weeks at a homeless shelter, and then I got this job. When I got my first paycheck, I rented a room at the Shady Inn, and I’m still living there. I only make about $170 a week, after taxes, and the room is costing me $125 a week, so money is really tight. I still have gas, my phone, and need to eat. A couple of the servers here share some of their tips with me, and that helps some."

"You make about the same as I do at the pizzeria, but I’m still living with my parents, and/or DJ Dad’s, so I don’t have rent. Phil, I’m aware of the situation with Bryan’s parents, they’ve got him on almost total lockdown. The only time we see Bryan is at school, but you have my phone number, if you need to get a message to Bryan, call me, and I’ll act as a go-between."

"Thanks, Jamie," Phil replied, "I appreciate that, a lot."

"Phil," Jamie asked, "what hours do you usually work?"

"Three to eleven, most of the time, and my days off vary."

"I need to ask you both a question," Jamie said, "do you guys want to try and get back together?" Phil was nodding, emphatically.

"Yes," Bryan answered, "but my parents wouldn’t allow it!"

"But," Jamie stated, "they couldn’t stop you, if you’re not living with them, I told you earlier that we need to get you out of there."

"Bryan," Phil said, "I need to get back to work, but you know you can stay with me, room 120, at the Shady Inn, until we can work out something better, Jamie, I’m liking the way you think! We’ll be in touch, soon." Phil left us, smiling.

Bryan and Jamie got into Jamie’s car, and headed to Applebee’s, Jamie pulled up close to Bryan’s Pontiac, and parked.

"Jamie," Bryan lamented, "I like the idea, but I don’t think my parents will just let me move out, like that."

"You’re almost 21, you’re considered an adult at 18, except for alcohol and tobacco. Trust me, they can’t stop you, DJ’s former Mama found that out when DJ moved out, and in with Doug. Let me work out a few details, and we’ll finish these plans. DJ and I will see you at school Wednesday, OK?"

"Jamie, thank you so much for everything. When Phil took me in the restroom, he kissed me, and I started to get hard, but that’s the only one I’ve had since we—you know—got off. Thanks for doing that with me too, you’re a real friend! Goodnight."

　

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Doug and Joe arrived in Miami during mid afternoon and got a hotel room for the night. They shared a nice dinner at a seafood restaurant and strolled back to the hotel. They need to be at the Port by 9:00 AM Tuesday morning to board their cruise ship. They went to bed, consummated their marriage (again), and slept together for their second night as a married couple.

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It was about 8:30 when Jamie arrived at his house, Karen was baking meatloaf and scalloped potatoes for the boys, planning on both of them to be there about 9:30. Granny was sitting at the kitchen table, and opened her arms for a hug when Jamie walked in. Jamie walked over and he and Granny shared a kiss and hug. Jamie has gotten used to kissing Granny, and it’s only done one way, on the lips. Jamie then kissed his Mom, grabbed a drink from the fridge and sat at the table with Granny.

"How was your day, Granny?" Jamie asked.

"It was really good, where’s DJ?"

"He’s working until 9:00, he should be here about 9:30. Did you go looking for a place to live?"

"We did, and found a place!" Granny smiled.

"Mom," Karen said, "instead of telling Jamie about it now, why don’t we wait until DJ gets here, and tell them together."

"Okay honey, that would make sense, I wonder if Joe can get a refund on my return ticket? Boy, are Doug and Joe in for a surprise!"

"Mom, wouldn’t you need to go back to pack your stuff?" Karen asked.

"I don’t have all that much, my clothing and some personal items, like photographs, and medical records, and probably some letters and a few nick knacks. I think I can get Sheila, my daughter, to pack those and ship them here, and turn in the key for the apartment. I won’t need cookware or dishes and what furniture I have can stay in the apartment."

DJ walked in about 9:25 PM, and Jamie hustled over to greet him, and kiss him. DJ removed his jacket and hung it up, then gave Karen a quick kiss.

Granny, as DJ hugged and kissed her, "How was your day, sweetheart?"

"Pretty normal, Granny, except that I am also covering the deliveries that Dad normally does, as he is on his honeymoon, I’m a little surprised that you’re still up, how was your day?"

"Sweetheart, I couldn’t go to bed without sharing the events of my day with you, I have some good news," Granny said.

DJ, smiling, "Granny, please tell me you found a place to stay!" Jamie is also waiting to hear, and the two boys are sitting on each side of Granny.

"Thanks to Karen’s help, we not only found a nice place, but I have already paid for February’s rent, and I can move in on the first, I’m not going back to California!"

"SUPER!" DJ exclaimed, hugging Granny again, where is it?"

"Boys," Granny remarked, "I’m really tired, and I want to go to bed and dream of living here, close to you. I’m going to ask Karen to explain to you guys, all about the place. It’s been a long day for me, I hope you don’t mind. I’ll see you all tomorrow."

"Mom," Karen asked, "would you like some meatloaf and scalloped potatoes before you go to bed?"

"No thanks, honey," Granny replied, "if I eat this close to bedtime, it often causes me to get heartburn, and it’s not good for me." Granny headed to her room, and retired for the night.

Karen dished up plates of meat loaf and scalloped potatoes for the boys and a small plate for herself.

"OK Mom," DJ asked, "tell us about where Granny’s going to be living."

"Do you guys know where the ‘Golden Age Senior Community’ is?"

"I do," DJ replied, "we sometimes deliver prescriptions there, but I’ve only been as far as the receptionist desk. It’s only about three blocks from the store."

Karen explained, "The residents all have their own private rooms, and each room has a twin bed, and a small sofa and easy chair and a TV. Next to the bathroom is a small, like, kitchenette, with a small table with 2 chairs, a mini refrigerator and a microwave oven. They are welcome to have visitors before 10:00 PM, but visitors have to register when they arrive.

"So the only way they can cook is with a microwave?" DJ asked.

"They don’t need to cook," Karen replied, "They eat in a large dining room, some of the tables seat 8, and some seat 4, and they serve 3 meals a day, freshly prepared in the kitchen. The kitchen staff is made aware if certain residents are on a special diet. Most of the meals are served home style, platters and bowls of the food are served to the table, and the residents can help themselves."

"They have an RN on duty, 24 hours a day, in case someone gets sick or injured, and all the residents have a waterproof emergency bracelet they can press the button on to get help. Most of the residents are ambulatory, I saw only a couple that had walkers or canes, and a couple in wheelchairs. The RN also distributes the drugs, and gives the diabetics their insulin shots."

"There is a big courtyard where the residents are free to go when the weather is nice, and it even has a shuffleboard alley. A couple nights a week, they turn the dining room into a bingo hall. If residents need or want to go shopping, or have doctor’s appointments, they have two minivans to transport them."

"I guess it’s kind of like a nursing home, how many people live there?" Jamie inquired.

Karen answered, "There are 60 rooms, but the atmosphere is nothing like a nursing home, where you see all these old folks waiting to die. Some of the residents even still drive, and have their own cars there. They really try to keep these folks active, I think Granny will like it there, and she will be safe, and they all have the privacy of their own rooms."

"So I could go there and pick Granny up, and take her to lunch or dinner sometimes, or even out for a ride?" DJ inquired.

"Yep!" Karen responded, "you would have to register, and let them know you were taking her." DJ grinned approvingly.

"Thanks for the chow, Mom," Jamie said, "baby, are you ready to head for bed?" DJ nodded, and the boys went to their bedroom.

DJ and Jamie stripped and slipped into bed, cuddling and kissing.

"Jamie, what did you learn about Bryan and Phil?"

"I learned that the problem wasn’t between them, the problem lies with Bryan’s parents, Bryan’s father kicked Phil out of the house,"

Jamie told DJ the whole story, how Bryan’s parents have him on lockdown and that Phil is working at Denny’s and has a room at the Shady Inn. He told DJ that they needed to get Bryan out of his parent’s house, kind of like Joe rescued DJ, months ago. They agreed that they would to talk to Bryan, Wednesday at school about doing that.

They were preparing to sleep, DJ was spooning Jamie, and suddenly realized that Jamie was sobbing.

"Jamie," DJ spoke softly, "for heaven’s sake, what’s wrong?"

Jamie, turning over to face DJ, "DJ, we’ve always been completely honest with each other—something happened today—and I can’t keep it to myself—I have to share it with you."

"Something with Bryan? Did you two have sex or something?"

"Not exactly, but….."

Jamie explained the whole scenario to DJ, about he and Bryan jacking off together, showering, laying on the bed and Bryan kissing him, and he returned the kiss. Then about how he jumped off the bed, and told Bryan that ‘this can’t be happening’ and then they went to Denny’s to see Phil.

"Jamie, maybe our relationship needs to end, do you want Bryan, as a boyfriend?" DJ inquired, tears running down his face.

"God no, baby, I feel terrible, I never wanted to cheat on you, it’s just something that happened. Please don’t leave me, can you possibly forgive me? I know I fucked up, big time, but I don’t want to lose you, I love you too much!"

"Jamie, you didn’t have to tell me—about this."

"Yes I did, I couldn’t carry it around with me, I feel so bad, please forgive me?" Jamie begged.

"There is no way I could forgive you," DJ stated, "if I wasn’t so fucking much in love with you. Please promise me it won’t happen again?"

"DJ, Bryan said he still wants and needs our support, but I don’t want to be alone with him again! You’ve got my promise, I don’t ever want to take another chance of losing you, DJ, I love you so much. I guess I was thinking with the wrong head!"

The two boys shared a loooooong passionate kiss and hug, and drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms. Jamie dodged the bullet.

　

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Joe and I arose at 7:00 AM Tuesday morning, dressed and found a delightful little café to have coffee and breakfast, taking our luggage with us. At 8:30 we flagged a taxi to take us to the port. We had no difficulty finding our liner, just below the American Flag, on the same flagpole, was the largest Rainbow Flag we’d ever seen. Passengers were already boarding. Captain Wonder met us at the top of the boarding ramp.

"Good morning gents" he spoke, as he checked our tickets, "I’m Captain Wonder, welcome to the Sea Queen IV, is this your first cruise?"

"It is," Joe replied, "and something we’ve both envisioned doing for many years."

"In case you’re interested, we sometimes do weddings on these cruises," Capt. Wonder stated.

"We beat you to it," Joe said, holding up our left hands to display our wedding bands, "we just married Sunday, and are on our honeymoon."

"You guys are special," Capt. said, "in a couple of ways, you’ll probably notice, you won’t have much company in your age group, and you’re newlyweds." Then handing us reserved dinner tickets, "I would be honored to have you two join me at the Captains Table for dinner tonight at 6:00 PM."

"Thank you sir," I said, "we accept your invitation."

"Meanwhile, there’s a lot of younger passengers on these cruises, mostly male, enjoy the eye candy!" Joe and I grinned.

It seemed the majority of the passengers during the day were wearing skimpy swimwear, and Joe and I wondered if they really planned to swim or were they just showing off their young and handsome beauty. Many of their bathing suits were so form fitting, they left almost nothing to the imagination. Yep, lots of eye candy, for old farts like Joe and me to view.

About three hours out, long away from the sight of land, an announcement that lunch was being served in the dining room came over the sound system. Joe and I made our way to the dining room and selected a table for four as there were no tables for two. A couple minutes later two young men, both of them wearing skimpy swimwear, walked up and asked if they could join us, and we welcomed them, and they sat down.

One of them spoke, "I’m Todd, and this is Ryan, and you are?"

I replied, pointing, "Joe and I’m Doug, we just got married Sunday, and we’re on our honeymoon." We shook hands.

"That’s really cool," Ryan said, "we’ve been dating, well, actually living together, for about 3 years, but we think we’re still too young to get married, we’re only 24 and 25."

We all ordered lunches, chatted and they said they were from Cleveland, and we told them where we were from. When the cute, quite obviously gay, waiter brought our tickets, Todd grabbed ours, and insisted on paying for our lunch, saying to consider it a wedding gift. I had to tell Ryan that my middle name was also Ryan. They were really nice kids.

I asked the waiter if he always worked on this ship, and he said he did, but the gay cruises are only about every 5 weeks, and on the other cruises they needed to 'butch it up’ and he loved working the gay cruises the most.

I told Joe, on our way to our cabin, "I wish we could have let it all hang out when we were that age, these younger gay guys have it made."

Joe and I changed into shorts and flip flops, and went out for a stroll, holding hands, and ending up at the pool. Neither Joe or I swim, but we sure enjoyed laying on some lounges next to the pool, taking in the sun and watching the activity. There were four young men playing around the pool that were wearing those swim trunks that become see-through when they’re wet, and we enjoyed the sight, a lot. It was easy to see that one of them was uncut.

It was an awesome feeling to be able to go anywhere on the ship, holding hands, stopping to hug and kiss periodically, and not have to worry if someone was watching. We weren’t the only ones doing that, and we were most definitely having a good time.

At 6:00 that evening we returned to the dining room, showed the host the tickets that Capt. Wonder had given us, and he sat us at the Captains table. The Capt. joined us a few minutes later.

"Ladies and Gentlemen," Capt. Wonder announced, "I’d like to introduce a couple of very special guests to you. I’m going to start with their names, (pointing) Joe Reynolds, and Doug Kendall. These two gentlemen were kind enough to share a very special love story with me, and, I think I have it straight, correct me if I’m wrong."

"Just a little less than a year ago, a young man from the projects, 19 years old, his name is DJ, had the fortune of crossing paths with Doug. As Doug grew to know DJ, he fell in love with DJ, not as partner type of love, but as a wannabe father. Doug solicited help from his cop friend of many years, Joe, to rescue DJ from the projects, and Doug took DJ under his wing, gave him love, hope and a sense of being wanted, even to the point of legally adopting DJ as his own son."

"Their act of rescuing DJ, brought Doug and Joe into close contact again, after 20 or 25 years of being apart, and they rekindled an old love affair. It just happened that this young man, DJ, was also gay, and soon became involved with his own boyfriend, and the two young men played cupid with Joe and Doug, finally getting Joe to make a proposal, and Doug said ‘yes’."

"Well, folks, these two, not quite so young men, tied the knot Sunday, and at ages 66 and 50 are now happily married husbands, enjoying their honeymoon together, and Doug’s Son DJ now has both a loving father and a loving step-dad. I’ll make a point, as I often have said, you’re never too old to get married. If you folks run across these newlyweds, give them a congratulations."

The dining room erupted in applause. Wherever Joe and Doug went, throughout the remainder of the cruise, folks greeted them, offered congratulations, and gave them hugs. They may not have been the hottest or most attractive couple on the cruise, but they quickly became one of the most popular couples.

* * * * * * * *

Tuesday morning Daryl and Randy slept in, as neither of them were scheduled to work that day. They got up about 10:30 AM, shared a pot of coffee and made some breakfast.

"Randy," Daryl asked, "how did your employees act yesterday, after many of them witnessed my proposal Sunday, now knowing that we’re not only gay, but now engaged?"

"Most either had no reaction, or offered me congratulations, and wanted to know when the big day was, of course I couldn’t tell them, as we have yet to set the date."

Daryl commented, "I’ve been thinking about what we discussed when we were moving in, about hosting a house warming party, maybe it’s not such a bad idea. We broke the ice Sunday at Doug’s wedding, and I know everyone at your store seems to be okay with our lifestyle. Maybe the people in this region are less homophobic than some I’ve encountered in the past."

"I think that, and also people in general are becoming more accepting of those of us that are a little different. I suspect that, if we hosted a party and invited all the employees from both of our stores, there are a number of our combined employees that know each other. It’s a small town, and I think half of the residents here know each other. I’ve noticed that people in small towns seem to be more open and friendly than the city dwellers."

"Randy, since we’re both off today, it might be a good day to shop for furniture for our dining room, and maybe a bed for the spare bedroom."

Randy, chuckling, "I think we’ve passed the point of trying to convince anyone that we’re just housemates, but if we invite some of our friends from the city, they might not be in shape to drive back, and the spare bed just might be needed."

"So when do you think we should host the party?" Daryl asked, "We still need a few more days to get the house organized."

"If we do it on Saturday night, February 10, we could call it a ‘Valentines and Housewarming Party’, I know it’s four days before Valentines, but a Wednesday night party would suck, and we could decorate the house in Red and White. If we plan it for 10:00 PM, everyone should be able to make it, if not at ten, at least shortly after."

"Sounds like a plan," Daryl said, smiling, "If I post an invitation for the employees at my store, it will say that ‘WE’, as in Daryl Cartwright & Randy Shultz, are inviting, and let the employees think what they want. Baby, I think I’ve grown some testicles, I’m not afraid anymore, and I love you so very much."

"Daryl, I love you too, I hope you know how deep my love for you goes. Just a thought, if we can set a date by then, maybe we could announce the date for our wedding at the party."

"It’s something to consider, shall we go do some furniture shopping?" Daryl suggested.

The two men shared a kiss and hug, and left the house to see what the furniture stores had to offer.

* * * * * * * *

DJ woke early Tuesday morning, still trying to recover from what Jamie had told him the night before. He started to slide out of bed, and Jamie awoke, and put his hand out to stop him. Jamie looked DJ dead in the eyes.

"DJ, are you okay?" Jamie asked, softly.

"I don’t know," DJ replied, "what you told me last night really hurt, like a knife stabbed me in the heart. I just never thought you would ever hurt me like that! I have to get ready for work, I’m doubling with Gloria today."

"DJ, it’s only 7:00 and you don’t have to leave for work until about 9:30, please stay with me for a little while." Jamie wrapped his arms around DJ, caressing him, and his hand ended up wrapped around DJ’s flaccid penis.

"You want a cock to suck?" DJ remarked, "Go suck Bryan!"

"That hurt!" Jamie blurted, "for god’s sake, DJ, I know I fucked up really bad, what do I have to do, to get your love back? What is this, fight hurt with hurt? DJ, if I’ve lost your love, I have no reason to live, you’re the only boy I want and the only one I love."

"Jamie, I have to admit, it probably took a lot of guts to tell me, last night, what happened, and I respect you for that, but it still doesn’t erase the hurt."

"DJ, I can’t breathe easy, until you can tell me you still love me."

"Jamie, I never stopped loving you, but I know it’s going to take some time for the wound to heal."

Jamie pulled DJ close and kissed him passionately, and DJ had no choice but to retaliate. Both boys got hard, their cocks touching.

DJ, snickering, "I guess some things never change."

"I think the spark is still there," Jamie replied, grinning, "maybe we should get dressed, and make a showing?"

"I know you’re working all day," Jamie said, "and I’m scheduled from 4 until 9, so I guess we’ll see each other when we get home tonight. Are we OK, baby?"

DJ, smiling, "We’re getting there!"

The boys went out to the kitchen and Karen offered to fix them both some breakfast. Jamie said he would wait, and eat with Granny and Carl, after they got up. DJ ate, and left for work about 9:30 AM.

(to be continued)