DJ - 24. Chapter 24

Bryan had worked a day shift at Applebee’s, having gone in at 11:00 AM that morning and got off at 6:30 PM, returning to the Seldon’s home around 7:00 PM. Karen fixed a light supper for Bryan, Granny, Carl and herself, a meal that could easily be re-heated when DJ and Jamie got home from work.

Carl and Karen discussed with Bryan the possibility of Phil returning to college, and Bryan said that Phil wanted to go back, but that was too late to pick up in this semester. He might be able to catch a couple of classes during the summer semester. Karen noticed that Bryan had a couple of tears forming in his eyes.

"Bryan," Karen asked, "is there something wrong?"

"No, not at all," Bryan responded, "I was just thinking—I just wish that my parent’s had been more like you two, Jamie and DJ have been pretty lucky. It’s kinda rough, living with homophobes."

"Bryan," Carl lamented, "I used to be a little homophobic, but I learned rather quickly that I could have lost my only son, had I not opened my eyes in time. I’ve learned to love my boys for who they are, not what they are, and I respect, and accept their relationship completely. If this situation, with you and Phil, had come to surface a year ago, you guys would not have been welcomed here. Even an old dog can learn!"

Bryan smiled and got up, he walked around behind Carl and gave him a hug. Carl stood up and wrapped his arms around Bryan, holding him tightly, and making Bryan feel quite loved.

"Bryan," Carl continued, "I used to think that true love could only exist between a man and a woman, or a boy and a girl. Jamie and DJ have shown me that love is gender-blind, and color-blind. The fact that you left your parent’s, to be with the boy you love, only proves it even further. I hope that your parent’s learn from this."

"Bryan," Granny said, "I knew for many years that my only son was gay, and I wanted so much to see him get married, but I also knew that when he did marry, I would gain a son-in-law. I’m so happy that I lived long enough to witness Doug and Joe actually tie the knot! In the process I gained an incredible grandson, and now I just hope I’m still around to see DJ and Jamie get married."

"Granny," Bryan said, giving the old lady a hug, "you’re simply awesome, I think Phil and I just might adopt you!"

Aggie, smiling remorsefully, "Why did I have to get so damned old before I started to find all these beautiful grandsons. Bryan, I’m going to be moving into my new place in just four more days, I hope you and Phil can find the time to come and see this old lady once in a while."

"Granny, if we can’t find the time, we’ll make the time," Bryan said, "I promise." Aggie smiled and Bryan kissed her cheek.

"Mom," Karen said, "Carl and I have thoroughly enjoyed having you here as our guest for the last few weeks, and I know the boys have too. I’m really happy that you have decided to stay in our little corner of the world, and not return to California."

"Thanks, honey," Aggie replied, "I so much don’t want to be a burden on anyone, that’s why I wanted my own place, and I think I’ll be quite happy in my new home."

"Aggie," Carl commented, "You were a very light burden, and one that we were very happy to carry, we love you." Aggie smiled.

"It’s pretty amazing," Carl said, "how our family has changed, and grown, over the past year. A year ago, our family was just Karen, Jamie, and myself. Then Jamie brought DJ into the fold, which then brought Doug and Joe, and Aggie, and now Phil and Bryan."

"Phil and I are just here for a short time," Bryan said, "as soon as we can get on our own, we’ll be out of your hair."

"That’s not quite right, Bryan," Carl explained, "Once you get to know good folks, you get attached. You and Phil will get it together, and get your own place, but as far as Karen and I are concerned, you’ll always be part of our family." Bryan smiled.

About 8:30 Granny headed to her room to retire, Bryan busied himself carrying three large black bags to his car, and Karen and Carl retired to the living room to watch TV and wait for Jamie and DJ to get home.

DJ and Jamie both finished their shifts about 9:00 PM, got into DJ'’ Tracker and headed to Jamie’s house. The boys discussed, on the way home, the situation with Jamal, and both felt that they had done the right thing, in dropping the charges against Jamal. They didn’t want the guilt of leaving Jamal with a police record, and they really felt that Jamal was truly sorry for what he had done.

About 9:20 DJ and Jamie arrived, and Karen started to warm up something for them to eat.

"DJ, Jamie," Bryan stated, "I want to show you something, come to our room." The two followed Bryan to his and Phil’s room.

Bryan asked them, smiling, "How’s it looking?"

Jamie, questioning, "It looks great, but, where did you put everything?"

"All the usable stuff is put away, the junk is in the trash outside, and I just carried 3 bags of good stuff, that I’ve outgrown, to my car. I’m going to donate that to Goodwill, and maybe they’ll have a table that I can get cheap, to put the TV and X-box on, so we can set that up. Maybe we could swap some games."

"I don’t think we can," Jamie responded, "you’ve got an X-box, DJ and I have play stations. All those games are platform specific and only work on one, or the other, but it was a good thought, anyway. Bryan, you have classes at 10 and 11 don’t you?"

"Yeah, why?" Bryan asked.

"We have classes at 9, 10, and 11, there’s no reason why you can’t ride with DJ and me, but we have to leave about 8:30, so you’d need to be ready a little earlier," Jamie explained, "It would save you some gas money."

"And if we are all together," Bryan added, "I could help protect you—you know, from—have they arrested him yet?"

"That’s a little complicated," DJ said, "we’ll explain it later, I think our supper might be ready."

All three returned to the kitchen, but only DJ and Jamie ate, as Bryan had already eaten. Carl returned, and he and Karen listened while DJ and Jamie explained what had happened earlier, at the police station, and that the boys had dropped the charges.

Carl was appalled, that the boys had dropped the charges. DJ and Jamie both felt they had done the right thing. They explained that Jamal’s parents were super religious, and hadn’t even known, until then, that Jamal was gay.

They told Dad that they had encouraged the senior Robinson’s to give Jamal the love and acceptance that he needed. That they (Jamie and DJ) really felt, deep down, that Jamal was not a threat, to them or anyone, and that he had just made a bad mistake. DJ and Jamie didn’t want Jamal to have a police record over this incident, and they had forgiven Jamal.

After the boys finished eating, Jamie picked up the dishes and put them in the sink and wiped the table down. He and DJ had some homework to do, and they both got their backpacks. Bryan also had some, and the three all sat at the table to study, Bryan also was waiting for Phil to come home from work. Karen set the tub of cookies in the center of the table, and told them that she and Carl were going to bed.

After a few minutes more, Jamie and DJ noticed that Bryan was quietly crying, and asked him what was wrong.

"Nothing is wrong," Bryan explained, "everything feels—I don’t know—so much like being part of a family, Jamie, your parents are simply incredible!"

Jamie, smiling, "They are incredible, Bryan, and I am quite certain that they consider you, and Phil, as part of their family, I guess DJ and I are just very fortunate, and we actually have four parent’s that love us a lot, because we also have DJ’s two Dad’s. We need to take you and Phil to our other home, so you can meet his parents. His Dad, and step-dad just got married a couple of weeks ago."

DJ, displaying that incredible, patented smile, "And for their honeymoon, they went on a gay cruise, to the Bahamas!"

"Wow!" Bryan exclaimed, "I’ll bet they had a great time! Can one of you wake me up in the morning, so I can be ready to leave for school with you guys?"

"Will do, Bryan," DJ replied.

Just about the time the boys finished their homework, about 11:20 PM, Phil arrived from work. Bryan jumped up from the table, and the two shared a passionate kiss and hug. Jamie and DJ looked upon them, smiling, and had the feeling that Phil and Bryan’s relationship was likely not a lot different from their own.

"Phil," Bryan said, "I’m going to ride to campus with DJ and Jamie tomorrow, there are three bags of stuff in my car that need to go to Goodwill. If you could, while I’m at school, take them to Goodwill and donate them, and see if they might have a table that we could set the X-box and TV up on."

"Sure, baby," Phil answered, "I’m off tomorrow and Tuesday this week, when do you work again?"

"Not until Wednesday night," Bryan replied.

"Cool," Jamie said, "DJ and I have Monday’s off, maybe the four of us can do something together, like maybe a movie, or something." All three other boys smiled in approval.

"I guess we can figure that out, after we get home from school tomorrow," DJ suggested.

All four boys headed to their bedrooms to sleep. Jamie and DJ stripped and cuddled in bed, and the same thing happened in Bryan and Phil’s bedroom.

"Baby," DJ spoke softly, "we need to try to all get a Friday or Saturday night off, and we can take Bryan and Phil to the Waterhole, I doubt they’ve ever been there."

"Maybe," Jamie replied, "I don’t feel we can really afford to treat them, and they’re trying to save up to get an apartment, but maybe later in the spring we could do that, goodnight baby."

* * * * * * * * * *

Monday morning, January 29^th, Jamie’s alarm sounded at 7:00 AM, waking both he and DJ from their sleep. Jamie shut the alarm off and instinctively attacked his lover’s dark, succulent lips with his own. Jamie loves those sweet lips, almost as much as he loves that BBC that’s connected to his boyfriend’s crotch. DJ responded by growing a boner, from the combination of Jamie’s lips, plus a need to pee, not that Jamie was completely flaccid either.

The two pulled on their soiled boxer-briefs, grabbed two clean pairs and headed to the bathroom to pee and shower together. DJ slipped into the other boy’s bedroom to wake Bryan. After DJ and Jamie shared their morning pee, Jamie turned on the shower and the two dropped their undies and entered the shower. While showering, they heard the bathroom door close, and peeped out from the shower and saw Bryan standing in front of the toilet, relieving himself, but didn’t hear him leave.

When they were finished, they turned off the water and pulled the sliding glass doors open, exposing themselves, and saw a naked Bryan standing there in front of them, washcloth in hand.

"Next!" Bryan exclaimed, smiling.

 

DJ and Jamie stepped out, onto the large bathmat, and Bryan started to step into the shower. DJ and Jamie both gave Bryan a healthy and friendly slap on his ass cheeks, making him grin.

While Bryan started his shower, Jamie and DJ dried each other off, as usual, then pulled on clean boxer-briefs, then headed to the kitchen, grinning at each other. They both were realizing that they had, partially as a result of showering with other guys after volleyball, grown accustomed to being naked in front of other boys. Evidently Bryan was also comfortable with it.

Granny was sitting at the table with her coffee, and Karen poured DJ a cup, and had already placed a glass of grape juice on the table for Jamie. DJ sat on Granny’s right side, and Jamie sat at the end of the table next to Granny’s left side. Of course, before they sat down, the boys gave Karen and Granny both a kiss.

"Mom," DJ stated, "Bryan is riding with us to school, he is still showering, but should be here shortly."

A few minutes later Bryan joined them, sitting on the side of the table across from Granny and DJ, and Karen poured him a cup of coffee.

Karen, preparing breakfast for all of them, "Where’s Phil this morning?"

"I’m letting him sleep in," Bryan answered, "he’s off today and tomorrow, and I saw no reason to wake him this early."

"I guess," Karen replied, "he can have breakfast with Carl, he is also still sleeping, and he doesn’t leave for work until about 3:30 in the afternoon. Are you and Phil aware that we have our main meal about 1:30 or 2:00 in the afternoon?"

"No Mom," Bryan answered, "I didn’t know that."

"Well, you do now," Karen responded, "It works out well, that way Carl can eat a decent meal before he goes to work, and you boys get a good meal when you get home from school. DJ and Jamie often have to be to work around 3:00 or 4:00 in the afternoon."

After they all had breakfast, DJ, Jamie and Bryan all got dressed for school, and left in DJ’s Tracker for the campus. They arrived about 8:50 AM.

Bryan said he would likely go to the cafeteria and have another cup of coffee, as his first class wasn’t until 10:00. He got some coffee and settled at a table. About 9:15 Jamal, holding a cup of hot cocoa and a doughnut, approached Bryan.

Jamal, apprehensively, "Bryan, may I sit with you?"

"I suppose," Bryan answered, "I don’t see names on any of those three chairs, what’s up?"

"Bryan," Jamal said, "I know you are pretty close with Jamie and DJ, I’m sure they told you what went down yesterday."

"You mean," Bryan countered, "at the police station?"

Jamal, nodding, "I don’t think, if the rolls were reversed, that I would have had the compassion to do what they did. Not only did they save my future, by dropping the charges, they even forgave me for what I had done. I don't know if they will ever think of me as a friend, but I think they are the best friends I have. They did even more for me."

"How is that?" Bryan asked.

"Well, until yesterday, I had never come out to my parents, but in the course of my apologizing to them, it came out that I am gay, and it hit my parents pretty hard. Dad and Mama are very religious and when that came out they were angry with me. I’m surprised they didn’t disown me on the spot. They said that we are all doing Satan’s will, and that I knew better, as it’s against the bible."

Jamal continued, "Jamie took my side, he told my parents that if God didn’t want me to be gay, he wouldn’t have made me this way, and after my parent’s said I needed to change my ways, he told them I didn’t need correction, I needed acceptance and love."

"My father is a Deacon in the church, and last night he said that if my sexuality were to become known, I would be an embarrassment to him, and a disgrace to the church. He asked me to not attend the church anymore, as my kind are not welcome there."

"There are other churches that will accept our kind, I’m not sure which ones, as neither Phil nor I are church oriented. Jamal, how important is a church affiliation to you?" Bryan asked.

"I don’t really know," Jamal replied, "I believe in God, but so many believers are so homophobic, including my parents. It’s kind of rough, living with homophobes."

"Tell me about it!" Bryan exclaimed, "My parents aren’t religious at all, but they’re very homophobic. Phil was living with me, in my parent’s home, and when my Dad realized that we were gay, he kicked Phil out—in the middle of the night, after he caught us having sex. They had me on virtual lockdown, and I moved out, just so I could be with Phil."

"We were staying at the Shady Inn for a while, and trying to save enough money to rent an apartment. Thank heaven for Jamie’s parents, Jamie talked them into letting Phil and I stay there, until we can get on our feet, and rent our own apartment. He must have the greatest parents in the world!"

"I don’t think," Jamal stated, "that my parents are quite ready to kick me out, but they’re not happy with me right now. If you know of a nice, young, unattached, preferably black man that is looking for a boyfriend, I’m available!"

Bryan, grinning, "I don’t know of any, offhand, but I’ll keep that in mind. I guess you’re not looking for a dude to steal, anymore?"

Jamal, shaking his head, "That causes too many problems, I want one that is unattached! I guess compassion runs in Jamie’s family. Bryan, I want to have Jamie and DJ as friends, without benefits, and you too, if it’s acceptable."

"Jamal, I never had a thing against you, until you threatened two of my very closest friends. I think that situation is in the past, and I think we can maybe be friends. I need to go to my 10:00 AM class." The two boys bumped fists, and both left for classes.

* * * * * * * * * *

About 10:30 AM, Carl and Phil were eating breakfast together, Aggie was sipping on coffee, and the UPS guy knocked at the door, and Karen answered it.

"I have four packages, "the UPS man said," addressed to an Agatha Reynolds at this address."

"We’ll take them," Karen replied, "she is staying here with us."

Phil got up from the table and stacked the four boxes on the kitchen floor. Karen explained that they were Granny’s personal stuff, that had been shipped from California, and would need to be taken to Aggie’s new room, at the Senior Center, come Thursday.

"Phil," Aggie said, "most of that is my clothing, see if there is a box that doesn’t feel like clothing."

Phil, checking the boxes, "This one rattles." Granny nodded.

Phil placed it on the table, Karen handed him a knife and he opened it for Granny. Granny fished around in the box and pulled out an 8 X 10 framed photograph and held it up, tears filling her eyes.

"This is my Victor, Joe’s daddy and DJ’s grandfather, that DJ never had a chance to meet or know. Vic would have been so proud of DJ, if only he hadn’t passed away so long ago. DJ asked me if I had any pictures of his grandfather, and I told him I did, but none with me."

"He was a handsome man," Karen lamented, "Joe looks a lot like his father, how old was he in that photo, Mom?"

"I think about 67 or 68, it was taken only about 4 or 5 years before he left us, he was only 72 when he passed."

"Mom, DJ and Jamie will be home from school about 12:30," Karen said, "do you want to stand it up on the table so the boys can see it before lunch?"

Granny nodded, Karen pulled out the easel and stood it up on the table. Karen then slid a pan of meatloaf into the oven, and continued to prepare the rest of lunch, (actually dinner).

"If you all will excuse me," Phil stated, "I told Bryan I would take that stuff to Goodwill, and see if I could find a table to set the TV and x-box on in our room. Mom, do you need me to pick up anything while I’m out?"

"Thanks Phil, I think we’re good for lunch," Karen replied, "I’m going out later for groceries, don’t be out too long, we’ll be having lunch about 1:30." Phil then left.

* * * * * * * * * *

About 12:30 DJ, Jamie and Bryan all returned from campus and came in the kitchen door. DJ and Jamie kissed Granny and Karen, then took their backpacks to their room, and came back to the kitchen, joining Karen and Granny. Carl had gone into the living room and was watching TV, while he was waiting for lunch to be served.

"DJ," Granny said, "you wanted to see a photo of your grandfather, this is one of the last that was ever taken of him, just a few years before he passed on." DJ studied the photograph.

"I think I might know how my step-dad might look, when he gets older. I so wish I could have known him." DJ had a sad look on his face, then looked up at the ceiling. "I wonder if he’s up there, watching us, as we live our lives here on earth."

"I don’t know, sweetheart, but if he is, I’m betting he’s proud of you." Granny replied, her words brought a smile to DJ’s face.

About 1:30 Phil returned. He told Bryan he’d bought a $10 table that he thought would work, and he and Bryan went to his car and carried it in, and took it to their room. They then placed the TV on it, and the X-box on the shelf underneath. Yes, it will be fine.

"Since we’re both off this afternoon," Bryan stated, "we can probably get the X-box connected up, and then we can play."

"Cool," Phil said, "Bryan, do you have a spare Twenty?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Mom is going to go grocery shopping this afternoon," Phil said, "give me that Twenty, and I’ll add one to it, and we can give it to Mom, to help pay for the groceries."

Bryan dug out his wallet, handed Phil the Twenty, and they returned to the kitchen, where Karen was putting dinner on the table. Jamie brought one of the chairs from the dining room, as there were seven people eating dinner today, and there are only six kitchen chairs. Karen served the dinner, meatloaf, mashed potatoes and gravy, and cabbage salad.

Phil, after they had eaten, "Mom, here is $40.00 to help out with the groceries." And laid the money on the table in front of Karen.

"Guys," Carl stated, "you don’t have to do that."

"For Christ sake!" Phil responded, "You aren’t charging us anything to live here, it’s the least we can do, to help pay for the extra groceries."

"We don’t want to feel like total freeloaders," Bryan said, "You’re helping us out so much, already." Karen stashed the money in her pocket, and thanked them.

"I ran into Jamal at school this morning," Bryan stated, "he wanted to sit with me in the cafeteria, and wanted to talk."

"What about?" DJ asked.

"He feels really bad, about what he did, he said that you two are probably the best friends he has, and he really wants to be a friend to you, if you can accept him as a friend. I think Jamal is for real, and he’s desperate to be friends with all of us. Despite what he did, I’m actually starting to kind of like the guy, and I don’t feel that he is dangerous to any of us."

"He is also going through a lot with his parents, they’re pretty upset with him, they’re super religious, and having a hard time accepting his sexuality. He appreciated the words that you had with his parents, telling them that he needed their love and acceptance. I feel sorry for him, having had my own issues with homophobic parents."

"He asked me yesterday," DJ commented, "if I thought we could become friends, and I told him there was a chance, I can’t bring myself to hate him, it’s just not in my heart, but I hate what he did, I think he has learned from his mistake."

"Oh," Bryan added, grinning, "he also told me that if we know of a single, unattached, gay guy that is looking for a boyfriend, to tell them that he’s available!" DJ and Jamie smiled.

"Maybe," Carl said, "Jamal isn’t quite the asshole I thought he was, I was pretty pissed that you dropped the charges, but now I’m thinking that maybe you guys did the right thing. At least it seems that you guys aren’t holding a grudge, and that is quite admirable."

"I haven’t heard anything about your club lately," Karen commented, "Is it still going?"

"We missed the last meeting," DJ said, "it was the first day of spring semester, and the day after my Dad’s got married, and I had to take those tuxedo’s back. We kind of forgot about the meeting, but the next one is scheduled for the first Monday of February, a week from today."

"I wish," Jamie lamented, "that we could get another Trans person in the club, somebody that Matt could really relate to. He’s the only Trans in the club, and I think he feels a little out of place, even though he’s completely welcome and wanted there."

"Yeah," DJ agreed, "most of the club is either Lesbian or Gay, with three or four Bi’s mixed in, and no other Trans people."

"I have a feeling that Matt is the only Trans on campus," Jamie replied, "We need to find him a boyfriend."

"That’s not right, Jamie, Matt’s not gay, he doesn’t want a boyfriend, he needs a girlfriend, but not a lesbian. On second thought, maybe he could relate to a Lezzie, since he’s not completely transitioned yet."

"Hey," Phil said, "not to change the subject, do you guys want to do something together tonight, since we’re all off from work?"

"Do you guys shoot pool?" Bryan asked.

"I’ve only done it a couple of times," DJ said, "at Matt’s house."

"So, let’s hit the pool room," Phil suggested, "we can have some fun there together, and it’s cheap, like $2 an hour, per person."

"Or maybe we could go bowling," Jamie suggested, "if it’s not a league night, it’s hard to get an alley on league nights. I can call and find out of they have leagues tonight."

"I’ve never bowled," DJ stated, "I don’t know how."

"We’ll teach you, baby," Jamie responded, "you can learn."

Phil and Bryan both liked the idea of bowling, Jamie called the alley and was told it’s open bowling on Mondays, so they decided to go bowling tonight. DJ doesn’t want to stay out too late, as he has to work Tuesday from 10:00 AM until 6:00 PM. Jamie and DJ will be staying at DJ’s house tonight.

After lunch, Bryan and Phil busied themselves getting the X-box and TV set up, DJ and Jamie just relaxed together on Jamie’s bed, spending some quiet time together. They went bowling about 6:00 that evening. DJ scored 73, 79, and 88 on three games, not too bad for a beginner, and he at least had some fun with his friends.

After bowling, Phil and Bryan returned to the Seldon’s house, and Jamie and DJ came home to our house for the night. They sat together at DJ’s desk and knocked out their homework, and were still doing that when I got home at about 9:20 that evening. The boys went to bed about 10:30 PM and I waited up for Joe.

Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday were pretty normal days. On Tuesday morning, before DJ left for work, the boys explained to Joe and me about having dropped the charges against Jamal. Neither Joe nor I were happy about that, and we hoped that it had not been a mistake.

On Wednesday, they hooked up with Matt for lunch in the cafeteria at school, and Matt shared some information with them.

"Guys, I’ve got a couple of things I want to discuss with you," Matt said, "I won’t be in school, or even in town, this Friday. I have to go to Atlanta, I have an appointment with a specialist, to discuss my upper surgery."

"Upper surgery?" Jamie questioned, pointing to his man boobs, "you mean these?"

"Yeah," Matt replied, "we want to do this during summer break, I so desperately want to get rid of them, it’s a major step."

"How long will it take?" DJ asked.

"I don’t know," Matt replied, "but I should find out, when I talk with her. She is experienced, she has been through this, the other way around, she was born a male, and decided to specialize in gender change surgery, and she does it, both ways. You two are the only one’s I’ve told this too, so please keep it quiet."

"Matt," DJ replied, "I hope you know that we can be discrete, especially where you’re concerned."

"If I didn’t think you would be," Matt said, "I wouldn’t have told you, I have unconditional trust in you two, can we have another sleepover again soon?"

DJ answered, "How about Saturday night?"

"I don’t think this week will be good," Matt replied, "Mom and I won’t be back from Atlanta until sometime Saturday night, but maybe a week from Saturday would be better. I need your advice on something else, too."

"Go ahead, Matt," Jamie said, "maybe we can try to help you."

"There’s this girl," Matt explained, "Marie, and she has been coming on to me, she says I’m her kind of guy, and she wants to date me, and for us to get to know one another better."

"How do you feel toward her?" DJ inquired.

"I don’t know, I’ve never dated a girl, but I do like her, a lot, I can picture dating her, but what if she wants to have sex? I’m still a long way from being able to—you know—I don’t have a penis—yet."

"Wow!" Jamie exclaimed, "Only you could come up with this kind of a problem! In all fairness, you need to level with her, either on a first date, or even before then. If she is cool with it, maybe you could still build a relationship with her, otherwise it would be over. I can’t blame a guy for trying, most any guy in our age group, would want to have that someone special in their life."

"Thanks, guys," Matt remarked, "I think I will ask her for a date, maybe I could take her to a movie, and maybe steal a kiss or two, I’m dying to know what it feels like to kiss a girl!"

"Not much different than kissing a boy," Jamie replied, "How your body reacts, depends on your feelings toward that person."

"I’ve never kissed another boy either," Matt remarked, "what do you mean by how your body reacts?"

"The only girl I ever kissed," Jamie explained, "was the girl I took to the Senior Prom, and when I kissed her goodnight, on her doorstep, I didn’t feel anything. When I kiss DJ, it causes me to get aroused and makes me get an erection." DJ is grinning, and nodding in agreement.

"Good luck, Matt," DJ said, "and please let us know how things work out."

* * * * * * * * * *

Wednesday night DJ and Jamie both arrived at Jamie’s house after work, about 9:30 PM. Bryan and Phil were both still at work. Karen fixed DJ a sandwich, Jamie had already eaten some pizza at work and was not hungry.

"Boys," Karen remarked, "I have a little dilemma, Aggie is supposed to move into her new room tomorrow, and I know you two both have a full day, between classes and work, so I don’t want to ask your help. Do you think Bryan and Phil might be willing to help move her stuff there?"

"I’m sure they would," Jamie replied, "Phil doesn’t have to work until 3:00 PM, and Bryan doesn’t have any classes on Thursdays, but he may have to work tomorrow night."

Karen, walking over to the memo board, "This says that Bryan is off tomorrow night, I guess I can ask them, before they go to bed. I don’t know when Bryan will be home, but Phil usually gets here about 11:30 PM."

"Mom," DJ stated, "I think Bryan and Phil will be happy to do that, let us know in the morning, what they said. We need to hit the sack, 7:00 AM comes early, and we have a full day tomorrow."

The boys both gave Karen a goodnight kiss and hug, and headed to their room, where they wasted no time getting stripped, and climbing into bed. The two boys made out for a few minutes, and Jamie placed his hand around DJ’s cock, which was stiffening.

"Jamie," DJ complained, "we don’t have time for any of that tonight, we need to get to sleep."

"I know, baby," Jamie replied, "but you know I always have a hunger for that beautiful cock of yours, anytime and anyplace."

The two boys cuddled, Jamie removed his hand from DJ’s cock, and slid it up and around DJ’s torso, spooning him, and they both fell asleep soon thereafter.

When Bryan and Phil had both returned from work, Karen asked them about helping to move Granny tomorrow. Both boys said they would love to help, and asked Karen to make sure someone wakes them up fairly early, so they could be done before Phil had to leave for work at about 2:30 PM.

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Thursday morning, February 1^st at 7:00 AM DJ and Jamie woke up to the pesky sound of Jamie’s alarm. They decided to forego the showers this morning, as they had both showered yesterday, and would be showering after their volleyball class this afternoon. They pulled on their boxer-briefs and joined Karen and Granny at the table.

"I have some really mixed feelings about today," Granny remarked, "I’m excited about moving to my new home, and making some new friends there, but I’m going to miss seeing my family here every day, especially my beautiful grandsons!"

"Grandma!" DJ exclaimed, "I hope you don’t think we’re sticking you away in there, and forgetting about you. Jamie and I may not be able to see you every day, but we will be coming in to see you at least a couple of times a week."

"Mom," Karen said, "whenever we have some kind of family dinner together, somebody will be picking you up, our family wouldn’t be complete without you."

Aggie, smiling, "I think it’s so kind of Bryan and Phil to help me get moved today, Bryan told me that Phil needs to work tonight, but that he would help me get things unpacked and put away. I guess my beautiful grandsons have also picked some beautiful friends, I love all you guys so much." Karen smiled.

Just before Jamie and DJ left for school that morning, Jamie entered Bryan and Phil’s room and woke them up. Phil and Bryan enjoyed a shared shower, pulled on clean boxers, and Karen fed them a nice breakfast, along with Carl.

Karen helped Aggie get her suitcases re-packed, Phil and Bryan carried all of Aggie’s stuff to their cars, including the boxes that had arrived from California. Granny rode with Bryan, and Phil followed, as Bryan knew the way to the ‘Golden Age Senior Community’ and they arrived just shortly before noon.

Aggie signed in and received the key to her room. Since it was just before noon, Aggie asked if it would be permitted for the two boys to have lunch with her, and was told it would be okay. Bryan called Karen and told her that he and Phil were having lunch with Granny at the community, so she wouldn’t be expecting them back for lunch.

Phil and Bryan hauled all of Aggie’s stuff to her room after lunch, and Phil left shortly afterwards to prepare for work. Bryan stayed with Aggie, and helped her unpack and put stuff away, and carried the empty boxes out to the ‘recycle Dumpster.’ They were finished at about 4:00 PM, and Aggie asked Bryan to sit with her on the little sofa, as she wanted to talk with him. Bryan complied.

"Bryan," Aggie asked, "Do you think DJ and Jamie will get married?"

"I don’t know," Bryan answered, "they’ve been together for almost a year, and they almost live like a married couple already, they do almost everything together. I think they’re relationship is about as strong as any young couple, probably stronger than most. I think they are both quite fortunate to have parents that respect and support their love for each other. I wish Phil and I had that kind of family support."

"Honey, I think you do," Aggie said, "it’s just not from your biological family. Have you met DJ’s dads yet?"

"Not yet," Bryan replied, "I was informed that they just got married, and DJ said he wanted us to meet them soon."

"You and Phil are going to like them, and I know they will love you guys too."

* * * * * * * * * *

DJ and Jamie were both scheduled to work Thursday evening from 5:30 PM to close at 9:00 PM, Jamie at 10:00 PM, and I was working my normal shift from 3:00 to 9:00. When DJ and I had clocked out, Randy locked the door behind all of us, and DJ mentioned he wanted to talk with me for a minute. Of course, I always have a minute, or five, or even an hour for my Son.

"Dad," DJ spoke, "are you aware that our friends, Phil and Bryan, are staying with Jamie’s parents for a while?"

"Actually, I am," I answered, "Karen told me about their situation a few days ago, Karen and Carl have to be some of the most wonderful people I know. There are very few people that would take those boys in, and share their home, like they have done."

"I’ve been trying to figure out a way for you and Dad to meet them. It’s pretty hard, with all of our weird schedules, Phil works 3 to 11 on his work days, you and Dad usually work at 3:00 PM, Jamie and I have classes 4 days a week at 9:00 AM, maybe we could make a time over the weekend?"

"How about inviting them for breakfast at our house, maybe either Saturday or Sunday morning?" I suggested.

"I know I’m not working until 4:00 on Sunday," DJ responded, "and I’m not sure of Jamie’s or Bryan’s schedules, I’ll check with them and let you know, thanks, Dad, I love you!"

"Goodnight, Son, I love you too." I’m anxious to meet these boys.

DJ walked over to the pizzeria to hang out until Jamie got off at 10:00 PM and then they headed to the Seldon’s home in Jamie’s car. DJ explained to Jamie the potential plans for Phil and Bryan to meet Joe and me for breakfast on Sunday. Jamie isn’t scheduled until 4:00 PM Sunday, so the only schedule glitch might be Bryan’s. Bryan was home when DJ and Jamie arrived.

"Bryan," DJ asked, "do you guys have any particular plans for Sunday morning?"

"Not in the morning," Bryan replied, "Phil is working at 3:00 and I need to be at Applebee’s at 4:00, what’s on your mind?"

"My Dad’s want to meet you, and Dad would like to invite you to have breakfast with us, do you think Phil would be good for that?"

"What time?" Bryan inquired.

"We usually just sit around the table and have coffee and chat about 8:00 AM and actually eat around Ten-ish or even 10:30, I need to call Dad and confirm if you guys can make it," DJ replied.

"So your coffee hour starts about 8:00?" Bryan commented, "That’s pretty early for us, let me check with Phil, and I’ll let you know in the morning, is that OK?"

"That’ll be fine, Bry," DJ said, "I know it’s kind of early, but the earlier we start, the more time for you to get to know my Dad’s, and for them to get to know you and Phil. We have class at 9:00 AM so we probably should all be getting to bed." Bryan agreed.

* * * * * * * * * *

Friday morning, February 2^nd was pretty much normal. Jamie and DJ skipped the shower as they had both showered after their volleyball class Thursday afternoon. When Bryan came to the kitchen after his shower he told DJ that he and Phil were game for the Sunday morning breakfast at our home, and looking forward to it. Bryan also made Karen aware, that he and Phil would be leaving early on Sunday morning, and wouldn’t be here for breakfast.

When the three boys pulled into the parking lot, about 8:45 AM and climbed out of DJ’s tracker, they heard someone calling their names, and stopped. Jamal was trotting toward them, and they all wondered what he wanted. When he walked up to them, he extended his fist, and they all bumped fists.

"Guys," Jamal spoke, "I just want to tell you, once again, how much I appreciate all you have done for me. Are we—OK?"

DJ, wrapping his arms around Jamal, "We’re fine, Jamal, what happened is in the past, let’s just try and forget it, and go forward from here."

"You guys don’t hate me?" Jamal queried.

"Jamal," Jamie stated, "I don’t think we have the capacity to hate anyone, we might hate what you did, but we don’t hate you!"

"Look Jamal," Bryan said, "I know that it’s been stated that the Rainbow Alliance is a support group, and not supposed to be a dating platform, but if you expose yourself, some young man is eventually going to be interested in you."

"I can’t do that, I’d be arrested!" Jamal countered.

"Not that way!" Bryan exclaimed, grinning, "I mean by contributing to the club, and showing your support."

"Hey guys," Jamie said, "we need to go, or we’ll be late for class."

"Jamal, Monday afternoon, 5:00 PM, Rainbow Alliance, see you there," DJ stated, smiling.

DJ and Jamie headed to their 9:00 AM Algebra class, Jamal and Bryan walked slowly into the main building, and headed toward the cafeteria. Neither of them has a class until 10:00 AM and Bryan has a gut feeling that Jamal wants to talk some more.

"Bryan," Jamal asked, "can I buy you a drink?"

"Sure Jamal, I could handle a Pepsi, thanks."

Bryan sat at a table and a couple of minutes later Jamal joined him with a Pepsi and a Sierra Mist, and sat down.

"Jamal, how are things going, with the parents?"

"Not much change," Jamal answered, "they don’t understand, and I don’t either, why their son isn’t normal, why can’t I be normal?"

"Maybe you are, Jamal, when you put on your pants, which leg goes in first, the left or the right?"

Jamal, thinking, "The right leg, but what has this to do with anything?"

"Well, that might indicate that you are right handed, are you?"

"Yeah, but, where are you going with this?" Jamal asked.

"Simple, about 10% of the people are left handed, like me, so because I’m left handed does that make me not normal?"

"No," Jamal replied, "but I’m not talking about right versus left handed people, either one would be considered normal."

"Exactly," Bryan explained, "and about 8% of the people are homosexual, which doesn’t necessarily mean that we are not normal, we are just programmed to prefer the same sex."

"Bryan," Jamal said, smiling, "I think I like the way you think, but my parents want to set up a meeting between me and the pastor, and I’m not to sure I want that, at all."

"I don’t think I can advise you on that," Bryan commented, "but I desperately want to help you, I just don’t know how to do it."

"You’ve already helped me, Bryan, if nothing else, you have given me some food for thought. Thanks for chatting with me.

"You’re entirely welcome, Jamal, anytime."

The two young men bumped fists, and headed to their separate classes.

* * * * * * * * * *

As usual on a Friday, the three boys headed to the Seldon’s home for dinner after their classes ended. Everyone was scheduled to work, DJ and Phil at 3:00, Jamie and Bryan at 4:00, and of course, Carl needed to leave about 3:30. Karen was aware that DJ and Jamie would be heading to DJ’s home for the night, after they finished their shifts.

Friday night DJ and I clocked out right at 9:00 PM and headed home. Jamie was to bring a pizza home for our supper when he gets off at 11:00 PM. It seems that, with the busyness of our various schedules, I have very little time alone with my son, and I cherish that hour and a half we get to spend together on Friday nights. DJ told me that everything was a go for Sunday morning.

"Dad," DJ mentioned, "I told them that we would have coffee ready to share with them about 8:00 AM, and likely have breakfast around 10:00. They’re planning to get up around 7:30 to be here by 8:00, and Karen knows that none of us will be there for breakfast on Sunday."

"I suppose," I remarked, "that means that we’re all going to need to dress before they get here."

"Nah," DJ replied, "I have already mentioned to Phil that we typically don’t dress in the mornings, until we have to leave the house. One of those mornings that Jamie and I dropped off some of Bryan’s stuff, at the hotel, Phil was completely naked, and seemed pretty comfortable. I think he’s a wannabe nudist!"

"You know, DJ," I commented, "If we’re going to have guests here more frequently, I think we’re due for a little bit larger table. We were rather crowded when Todd and Ryan were here. This one really seats only four comfortably, I might get one with six chairs."

"If you got one of those nice, clear, glass topped tables, you could see—you know—like—what’s below the table top."

"I think," I said, grinning, "your voyeuristic side is coming out."

"Well," DJ said, blushing, "Jamie says all guys like to check out other guys junk, and with a clear topped table, it wouldn’t be so obvious, you know, what you’re actually looking at."

"DJ, you’re a genius, and Jamie is about 100% right, I mean, is there really anything more attractive to view, than other guys cocks? Tomorrow is Saturday, a fine day to shop for a new table, and maybe they could deliver it before we have to go to work."

"I have a feeling," DJ commented, "that if we are all naked as usual, when Phil and Bryan get here, it won’t take Phil more than five minutes to be naked too, and most likely Bryan will follow."

When Mike dropped Joe off, about 11:00 PM, we told Joe about our plans to get the new, see through table, he grinned in approval and then handed me his credit card, offering to split the cost. We also told him about the Sunday morning breakfast with Phil and Bryan. He then asked DJ about how Jamal was acting toward him and Jamie.

DJ explained how Jamal was actually reaching out to both Jamie and himself, and Bryan, sincerely seeking their friendship. Also that Jamal was going through a lot of shit with his religious and homophobic parents, and that all three of the boys were actually feeling somewhat sorry for Jamal, and even starting to like him.

Jamie arrived about 11:20 PM with the pizza and we all destroyed it. Joe and I hit the sack shortly thereafter, as I had intentions of getting up early to do some shopping for the new table as well as food for our Sunday breakfast. DJ has to work at 10:00 and Jamie at 11:00 on Saturday, so they went to bed soon after Joe and I did.

DJ set the alarm for 8:00 AM, and the boys stripped and crawled into bed, and then started to make out, both growing erections, and starting to leak precum. DJ rolled on top of Jamie and started to slide his erection against Jamie’s, while they were kissing and their tongues were feeling, and tasting, one another’s mouths.

"Baby," DJ gasped, "we’re not leaking enough lube!" DJ slid open the door on the headboard and retrieved the lube, coating both his and Jamie’s cocks with some lube, then resumed his former position, sliding his cock against Jamie’s hard member.

"Fuck!" Jamie exclaimed, "we should have put a towel down."

"Too late now," DJ replied, "this feels too damn good to stop—the sheets are probably due to be washed, anyway. I almost forgot how good this feels—what we’re doing. It’s been a while!"

"Too long, baby—are you—close?" Jamie uttered, "I’m gonna nut soon!"

"I’m gonna, I can feel my orgasm building, God this feels so good! I’m about to explode!"

"DJ!" Jamie panted, "Fuck, I’m—cumming!" Jamie’s load pumped out, squirting between their abdomens and stomachs.

DJ, feeling Jamie’s orgasm releasing, "So am I," DJ panted, as his own climax hit and Jamie could feel DJ’s juice releasing between them, adding to the puddle already there from his own climax.

"We seriously need showers," Jamie lamented.

"I’m too tired tonight, we can shower in the morning," DJ said.

"But it will get on the sheets," Jamie responded.

"Fuck ‘em, they’re due to be laundered, anyway." DJ replied.

DJ still had a little lube on his fingers and wiped them on the sheet, then wrapped his arms around his lover, their ‘mess’ dribbled onto the sheets. They shared a passionate kiss and soon were asleep.

* * * * * * * * * *

Saturday morning, February 3^rd, Jamie and DJ woke to DJ’s alarm. After sharing a loving kiss and hug, DJ threw back the top sheet and blanket, exposing their naked bodies. Their stomachs were covered in partially dried up, globbed up cum, the way cum looks after a few hours exposure to air. They started to giggle.

"We most definitely need those showers this morning," DJ said.

The boys didn’t even take a morning pee, until after they were both in the shower, and then, just for the hell of it, they pissed on each other, knowing the streaming water would wash them off instantly. I arose and entered the bathroom through the open door and relieved myself while the boys were still showering, and then made my way to the kitchen and started the coffee.

I had an urge to check their bed, while the boys were still in the bathroom, drying off. I couldn’t help but grin, seeing the wet spot on the bottom sheet, and I knew why they were showering so early. A few minutes later, the boys walked into the kitchen, DJ was carrying the sheets, and he placed them into the washer.

"I think our sheets need to be washed," DJ said, casually.

"I’m sure they do," I replied, smirking, "I guess you guys weren’t too tired to have a little fun last night! Or was it early this morning?" Both boys had some pink color on their faces.

"Hey, guys," I said, "I hope you know that I was once a young and horny gay guy, and I know what it’s all about. There is nothing to be ashamed of or embarrassed about. I’ve been there, done that! DJ, did you tell Jamie about the new kitchen table I plan to buy?"

"No, not yet," DJ replied, "but I will."

I prepared breakfast for the three of us, and DJ and I left at about 9:40, DJ headed for work, and I headed for the furniture store. I managed to get hold of the same salesman that sold us DJ’s bedroom furniture, and told him what I was looking for.

At first he showed me a round table, and I felt it would take up too much space, but then he showed me a rectangular one that came with six chairs, and it was more to my liking. The only objection I had was that the material on the chair seats might be hard to keep clean, (knowing how we tend to sit around a lot in our birthday suits). He then told me he could substitute another set of similar chairs that had vinyl-covered seats, and were still comfortable to sit on.

I asked if it could be delivered before I needed to leave for work, about 2:30 this afternoon, and he said that would not be a problem, and likely the delivery guys would make the delivery before noon. I split the cost between Joe’s credit card and my own.

I called Joe and asked him to be on the lookout for the delivery guys, as I was going to do some grocery shopping, and wasn’t sure I’d be back in time. I asked Joe to have the delivery guys place the old table and chairs on the back porch.

When I returned, about 1:00 PM, I noticed the old kitchen set was on the back porch. I was a bit surprised to see that Joe was still naked, and was sitting at the new table still sipping coffee.

"Just curious hun, why did you undress again?" I asked.

"I didn’t," Joe replied, "I didn’t plan to dress until after I took a shower, and I haven’t done that yet."

"But what about the delivery guys?" I remarked.

"They were busy, moving the stuff around, and setting up the new table, if they even noticed that I was naked, they didn’t say anything," then, grinning, "and if they did, I guess they got their eyes full!"

"You’ve got balls, baby," I remarked, "I wouldn’t have dared to do that!" Joe grinned, mischievously.

"Doug," Joe asked, "what are you planning for breakfast tomorrow?"

"I got some pastries to have with the coffee," I said, "and I’m planning either Sausage Gravy and biscuits, or Sausage and pancakes. I know our Sons like both, and I can make a final decision after the other two boys arrive."

"Do you think they will be shocked, if we’re not dressed?"

"Nope," I explained, "DJ said that once they realize that we’re all naked, he expects that Phil will also want to get naked, and most likely Bryan will follow suit. He said that Phil is a wannabe nudist anyway." Joe smiled.

"Gosh!" I exclaimed, "It’s almost 2:00, I have to shower and shave and be to work by 3:00."

"Shall we shower together, Babe?" Joe offered.

"Sure," I said, "conserve water, shower with your husband!"

"Doug, you make me so proud, when you call me your husband!"

"And I’m so happy, to be able to call you that!" I exclaimed.

I went to our bedroom to strip, and Joe started the water in the shower. We may be old, but we still enjoy sharing something as simple as a shower together. We love to wash one another’s bodies, especially the parts that no one else has access to. Joe toweled me dry while I started to shave. Joe will have time to shave after I leave, as Mike won’t be here to pick him up until about 3:00 PM.

* * * * * * * * * *

It’s 6:00 PM on Saturday evening and DJ just clocked out, and walked out to the Tracker. He is suddenly overwhelmed, by a feeling of loneliness. He just sat there for a few minutes, trying to figure out what to do. He thought about killing some time with Matt, but Matt may not even be back from Atlanta yet. Jamie gets off work, sometime later, Dad is scheduled until 9:00, Phil is working until 11:00 and Bryan until sometime later, maybe 8 or 9.

DJ was even thinking that, if he had Jamal’s number, he’d actually consider spending a little time with Jamal. He is realizing, at this time, that his circle of friends is really quite limited. Jamie, of course, and Matt, Bryan and Phil, and, and, and fuck, end of the list.

It might just be time to make some additional friends. He has a few acquaintances, but that’s all they are, just acquaintances, not really friends, and he has none of their phone numbers. He looked over toward the pizzeria and saw a lot of cars parked over there. He wasn’t sure what time Jamie was to get off work, and he decided to go and find out.

When DJ walked in, he’d never seen so many occupied tables before, in fact, there were people sitting in the pickup area, waiting to be seated. Anthony spotted DJ and emphatically motioned him to come over to where he was, by the pizza ovens.

"DJ!" Anthony exclaimed, "I don’t know where they all came from, but we’re getting slammed, can you help us out, please?"

"Sure, Anthony, what do you want me to do?"

"That chart (pointing) shows the location of all the tables by their number, the food coming out has a table number, can you start delivering food to the guests, and refilling their drinks? See, this pizza goes to table 9."

DJ started to pick up the pizza, and it was too hot to handle.

"Here," Anthony said, "use these rubber mats, so you don’t get burned!"

DJ slipped the rubber mat underneath the pizza and, looking at the chart, headed to table 9 with it, setting it on the pedestal.

"I’m DJ, and I don’t work here, I’m just helping them out, so I may not do everything right. What are you drinking, and I’ll get you some refills."

"Two Pepsi’s and two Mountain Dews." They answered. One thing DJ knew how to do was getting drinks from the fountain, and he brought them back quickly. He noticed that table 8 had been vacated, and stacked up the dirty dishes and glasses, and wondered what to do about the $10 bill that was left on the table, and left it there, taking the dishes to the kitchen. He then returned to the serving area.

"So far, so good," Anthony said, "I’ll make a server out of you yet! These salads go to table 24, it’s a booth, the dressings are coded, R is ranch, B is Blue Cheese, and I is Italian, make sure they have silverware."

"I picked up the dishes from table 8, but I wasn’t sure what to do with the tip that was left there." DJ said.

"Just leave it, the server that had that table will pick it up when they wipe off the table, if not before."

DJ took the tray of salads to booth 24, announcing the dressing on each, and placing them in front of the recipients, who had neither silver or plates.

"I’ll get you some silverware," DJ said. "Are you getting pizza?" They confirmed that they were, so DJ got them silverware and grabbed four plates, setting them by the pizza pedestal.

On the way back to the serving counter, Jamie grabbed DJ’s arm, and pulled him toward the fountain, and pointed to the pitchers.

"Baby, thanks for the help, what will really help us a lot, these pitchers are coded, M for Mountain Dew, P for Pepsi, D for Diet Pepsi, S for Sweet Tea and U for Unsweetened Tea. If you can fill them up and just walk around and pour refills it will be a huge help to us. Probably start with Pepsi and Dew, then do the tea."

Even though DJ had already worked an eight-hour shift at the store, he was actually having fun, helping his lover and Anthony, take care of customers. The rush continued until after 8:30 PM and finally slowed down. Jamie had originally been scheduled until 7:00 but he couldn’t leave in the middle of a rush like they had just had.

"DJ," Anthony remarked, "here." And handed DJ $25.00.

"I wasn’t helping you for pay, I was helping you because you are a friend, and I was helping my boyfriend!"

"DJ, this money didn’t come from the till, the servers all chipped in to give you something for your help. The three girls gave $5 each, and this one (pointing at Jamie) added $10, and it was their idea, not mine."

"I told Jamie, a long time ago, that if you ever need a job, or want to change jobs, that I would hire you in a heartbeat. That has not changed, and I’d love to have you as a regular part of my staff. Anytime you need pizza, you get the employee discount, half off."

"DJ," Anthony stated, "Jamie has put in a long hard shift today, take your boyfriend out of here and you guys enjoy what’s left of your Saturday night!" Anthony gave DJ an affectionate hug.

DJ, in the parking lot, "Jamie, I’m hungry!"

"We could probably get a free pizza, while we’re still here."

"We had pizza last night," DJ said, "I’m hungry for some Chipotle, I could handle a burrito real easy, don’t you want something? I’m buying."

"I’m tired baby," Jamie said, "I just want to get home and chill."

"OK, go on home," DJ said, "and I’ll be there in a little bit, are you sure you don’t want something?"

"Well, maybe a steak and cheese quesadilla would be good."

"One steak and cheese quesadilla, coming up!" DJ replied, see you soon."

DJ called me from Chipotle and asked if he could get me something, but I already had Spam frying for a Spam sandwich, and declined his offer.

Jamie pulled into the driveway about 9:25 PM, and DJ arrived about 15 minutes later, with the goodies from Chipotle. The two boys set to work on their food, and made rather quick work of it. They explained how the pizzeria got so busy, and even DJ was helping out, and that’s why they were so late getting home. I had forgotten all about their sheets, and put them into the dryer right after I got home, and the dryer just shut off.

"Your sheets should be dry now, you guys are going to need to make up your bed tonight," I said, "You probably should try to be up before 8:00 to welcome your visitors."

"I’ll set my alarm for 7:45 AM," DJ said, pulling the clean sheets from the dryer.

Both boys had just put in a long, tough day, and were dead tired. They took the sheets and made up their bed, told me good night, and I know they hit the sack quickly. The chance of them doing anything tonight, to mess up their sheets, is slim to none.

About 10:45 I prepared another Fried Spam sandwich for Joe, as he should be home any minute now. When Joe arrived, he ate the sandwich, with a glass of milk, and we also retired, planning to get up about 7:45 AM.

* * * * * * * * * *

On Sunday morning, February 4th, at 7:30 AM Bryan’s phone alarm reared it’s ugly head, waking him and Phil up. Neither of them was tempted to go back to sleep, not THIS morning. They have no idea what the day might bring, but they are excited to investigate this day. They shared a loving kiss and hug, both of them willing their cocks to stay flaccid.

Out of habit, they both pulled on their boxers, and journeyed to the bathroom to relieve their bladders, then returned to their bedroom to get dressed. It seemed a little strange to walk into the kitchen and not see Karen already up and nursing a cup of coffee, or even smelling the aroma of coffee brewing. Karen was exercising the rare privilege of sleeping in today.

Phil had brought up the GPS on his phone, and already had DJ’s home address saved. The two boys pulled on their jackets and walked to Bryan’s car, and Bryan backed out of the driveway onto the road. Phil was reading the instructions from the GPS, and guiding Bryan where to go.

About 8:10 AM they arrived at our house. They knew they had the right house, as both DJ’s Tracker and Jamie’s old Civic were in the driveway, and they pulled up in front of the house and parked. They walked to the front door and knocked lightly.

DJ answered the door, in all his naked glory, and wearing a smile.

"I’ll let you in this door today," DJ stated, "but the front door is for salesmen and proselytizers, friends and family use the back door!" then, giving both boys a hug, "Welcome to our home, come on in."

"I think," Bryan said, chuckling, "We’re already in."

Jamie, standing up by the table, "I’m so glad you could make it, I think we’ll have a good time today." He also gave both Phil and Bryan a warm and welcoming hug.

"Guys," Phil said, "I’m feeling just a little uncomfortable."

Jamie replied, "Are you asking us to get dressed, this early?"

"No, it’s not that at all, would—would—I don’t know."

"Come on Phil, just spit it out," DJ stated.

"Is it OK," Phil finally said, "If I get comfortable, like you guys?"

"Sure," DJ remarked, "make your self at home, you can just lay your clothes on the sofa." Phil smiled, and Bryan is uncertain.

Ninety seconds later Phil is naked, except for his socks, his large tool swinging between his thighs.

"Ahh, much better," Phil exclaimed, "Bryan, what about you?"

"I don’t know, ah, Fuck it!" Bryan blurted, "I don’t want to be the only one dressed!" Another minute, and another naked young man.

"DJ, I thought you were going to introduce us to your parents?" Bryan asked.

"I am," Baby, would you go and get my Dad’s?" Jamie nodded.

Jamie walked into our bedroom at just the wrong time, I’d been playing with Joe’s cock and he was almost at full mast, but we both headed out to the kitchen anyway. Joe doesn’t stay hard very long, unless he’s inside of me, or in my mouth.

DJ, standing up, "Bryan, Phil, I’d like you to meet my Dad, Doug Kendall, and my Step-Dad, Joe Reynolds, and Dad’s, these are our closest friends, Bryan and Phil. Guys, my Dad’s are newlyweds, they got married 3 weeks ago today! (DJ is smiling widely) Bryan and Phil have been in a relationship for, well, since they were juniors in high school, so, I guess, about three years."

Joe and I gave both young men a loving hug, and managed to get a cock touch with both of them. I couldn’t help myself, I just had to give Phil’s huge cock a loving squeeze, making him grin.

DJ retrieved 5 mugs from the cupboard, and drained the first pot of coffee into them, then started another pot to brew. I walked over to the counter and picked up the box of Danish Pastries, placing it in the center of the table. There was a dozen in the box, so we all had two each.

Joe and I sat at the ends of the table, our guests sat on one side, and our Sons on the other side. I’m loving this new table, no matter where you look through it, you can see cock! After we killed the box of pastries, and we were all on second mugs of coffee, with a third pot brewing, I asked our guests to decide our breakfast, giving them two choices, Sausage and Gravy over biscuits, or Sausage and Pancakes, either one would be home made.

They chose the Sausage and Pancakes, and I informed them that we only had real Maple Syrup, nothing made from High Fructose Corn Syrup, and, of course, real butter, from cows. I had purchased bulk sausage, rather than link, as I wasn’t sure how it would be used. I broiled the sausage patties in the toaster oven, and made buckwheat pancakes.

During the course of eating breakfast, Phil accidentally dribbled some of the Maple Syrup, and it landed on his cock. Bryan saw it happen, and was on his knees in a split second, licking the syrup from the shaft of Phil’s cock. DJ and Jamie also observed and started chanting ‘Blow Job’ and ‘Suck it Bryan’.

Bryan, defensively, "I was not sucking it, just licking off a little runaway syrup!" then added, "but that sure does make a sweet cock taste even sweeter." We all laughed.

"Phil," Joe asked, "my curiosity is taking over, did you do anything special, to make it—you know—that big?"

Phil, shaking his head, "Nope, I think I’ve always been bigger than most other guys. Even back in middle school, when I was about 11 or 12, and most of us guys showered after gym class, I was aware that I was at least twice as long as any other boy and the other boys noticed too. Some of the boys would kid with me, and ask if my daddy was a horse."

Bryan quietly slipped his hand around the end of Phil’s monster, causing Phil to start erecting, and with no touching, Bryan also was getting hard. We could all see this happening, through the glass- topped table. Even Jamie and DJ were getting aroused, just from watching the other two boys. Phil pulled Bryan’s hand off, and whispered something in Bryan’s ear, making Bryan grin.

"DJ," Bryan said, "can we talk for a few minutes, privately?"

DJ got up from the table and motioned Bryan to follow him, and they went into DJ’s bedroom, closing the door and sitting on the bed. The rest of us were looking at each other, and shrugging our shoulders, with no clue as to what this might be about.

"DJ, I’m not trying to be nosey, and I realize this is personal, but, do you and Jamie fuck?" Bryan asked.

DJ, chuckling, "Yes, but not often, we’ve probably both fucked each other maybe about 3 times. We busted each other’s cherry maybe about 4 or 5 months ago. Most of the time we enjoy oral sex, I guess we’re both bone fide cocksuckers. Why do you ask?"

"Well, Phil and I don’t do oral, he doesn’t like to suck, and he’s so big, I can’t handle him in my mouth. We sometimes jack off together, and sometimes jack each other off, but most of the time I bottom for my Phil. He’s a great top, and I absolutely love the feeling of him inside of me. When he fucks me, he almost always makes me cum too."

"So," DJ asked, grinning, "now that you’ve told me that you two like to fuck, is there something else you wanted to talk about?"

"Do you and Jamie feel comfortable, having sex at his parents house?" Bryan asked.

"Sometimes," DJ replied, "but we decided a long time ago to not fuck there, sometimes we suck each other off when we’re there."

"A few nights ago," Bryan explained, "we tried to have sex, and the bed squeaked, so we stopped. We didn’t want Mom or Dad to hear us, not knowing how they would feel about it."

"Probably a wise decision," DJ responded, "and we don’t know either, that’s why we never fuck there. If we’re going to fuck, we’ll do it here, my Dad’s might kid with us about it, but they wouldn’t condemn us for it, they do it too."

"DJ, my boy hole is so hungry for Phil’s cock, look at me, I’m hard as a rock, just thinking about it, and my hole is twitching. The last time we had sex was at the motel, and I’m dying to have Phil fuck me!"

"I see your dilemma," DJ remarked, "sit tight a minute, I’ll be right back."

DJ went into the bathroom and grabbed a large bath towel and two smaller towels, and went back into his room. He motioned for Bryan to stand up, and spread the large towel on the bed, and placed the other towels on top of the headboard. He then slid the door open to the bookcase, exposing a tube of KY and another bottle of personal lube, and some condoms.

"What are you doing?" Bryan asked.

DJ, giving Bryan’s butt a hard slap, "I’m getting your cute little ass a well deserved fucking, from the biggest cock in this house. All I ask is that you keep your mess on the towels, and I’ll set out some clean towels and wash clothes in the bathroom so you guys can shower afterwards. There’s lube and condoms right (points) there."

"DJ, all that coffee, I gotta pee!" Bryan exclaimed.

"Me too," DJ said, "I’ll go with you."

The two boys walked into the bathroom and stood next to each other, watching each other drain their bladders, and grinning.

"Jamie and I do this all the time," DJ stated, "I think it’s kind of a turn-on, now back to your bed, and I’ll get your top!" DJ flushed the toilet and headed back to the kitchen.

"Phil," DJ commanded, "go to my room, first door on the right, and you’ll find a young man with a cute, hot little ass, that needs a good fucking, and I think you’re the right guy to give it to him."

Phil, standing up, "DJ, you can’t be serious, ooh, I gotta pee." Phil headed to the bathroom, and returned a couple of minutes later, about half erect from anticipation.

"Phil," DJ said, grinning, "your services are needed, go and give your boyfriend the best ass fucking he’s ever had, before he starts to climb the walls!" then, giving Phil a hard slap on his ass, "GO!"

Phil headed toward DJ bedroom, looking back over his shoulder as if he expected someone to say ‘cancel’ but that wasn’t to happen. He pushed the door open wider and stepped in, failing to push the door closed. Bryan was sitting on the bed wearing a smile. Phil pushed Bryan onto the bed, their cocks were touching, and Phil’s lips covered Bryan’s lips, and the two shared a passionate kiss, causing both boys to become totally erect.

"Baby," Bryan begged, "I need you, my hole needs to be filled!"

"Patience, sweetheart," Phil replied, "I’m going to take care of you, just let me enjoy this closeness for a few minutes first."

"We can be close," Bryan argued, "almost any time, but our times for fucking are limited, I can’t wait till we have our own apartment and then we can fuck every day if we want to. I want you to fuck me, right now."

"I wasn’t expecting this chance," Phil said, "I didn’t bring any lube."

"We have lube, right here, courtesy of DJ or Jamie!" Bryan spoke, "Lube us up, and stick your pole into my hole. I need you so bad."

"Knees up," Phil said, pushing Bryan’s knees toward his chest and raising Bryan’s sweet taint off the towel. Phil squeezed some lube into Bryan’s pucker, then used his finger to push some lube into Bryan’s orifice, then adding a second finger, loosening the boy pussey, and then lubed Bryan’s crack, and finally his own huge cock. Phil placed Bryan’s calves on his shoulders, raising Bryan’s butt off the bed.

"Coming in, Baby," Phil said, softly, as he pushed the head of his penis against Bryan’s waiting hole. Bryan relaxed, trying to be ready for that first penetration. Why does that first entry always hurt. Phil pushed a little more, and the head of his cock broke through Bryan’s sphincter ring, causing him to gasp.

"Okay, baby?" Phil asked.

"I am now, just stay there a minute and let me adjust." Then, "OK, give me a couple more inches."

Phil started to slide in and out slowly, just using the first 3 or 4 inches of his total of about 10 or 11 inches. Phil’s head is quite sensitive, and he knows he can come to an orgasm without going in any further, but he has to go deeper to get Bryan off. It’s essential that they both come to orgasm.

Bryan is leaking a lot of precum, and it’s gathering in a puddle on Bryan’s abdomen. Phil periodically swiped his finger through the puddle, and then licked it off with his tongue, enjoying the sweet salty flavor of his lover’s secretion.

Phil is thinking to himself, what is his hang-up with sucking a cock? He has never, yet, sucked a cock, nor has he ever tasted cum, his own or another’s. He has tasted Bryan’s precum, and it’s not bad at all. He could really give Bryan a surprise if he could bring himself to suck Bryan’s cock. Maybe he just might try tasting Bryan’s cum today, after they both come to climax.

"Gimme some more," Bryan spoke.

Phil pushed in a couple more inches, now having about 6 or 7 inches inside Bryan’s ass. Phil is going slow for two reasons, one to be gentle with his lovers ass, and the other trying to last longer. Phil felt Bryan start to quiver a little, and knew that he was touching Bryan’s sweet spot. He knows his lover, when the quivering stops, Bryan shoots!

"Baby," Phil said, "I’m not going to last much longer."

"You don’t need to—I’m really—close—Oh—Oh—Ooooooh!" Bryan coated his stomach with about six massive ropes of cum.

Phil, driving home the last couple of inches, "FUUUUUCK!" Phil just whitewashed Bryan’s insides.

* * *

Jamie, DJ, Joe and I all heard that, still sitting at the table, and we’re all trying not to lose it, all grinning.

"That sure sounded like a double orgasm!" Joe exclaimed.

"Jamie," DJ inquired, "are we that noisy when we cum?"

"I hope not," Jamie replied.

"So I guess DJ is a businessman now," Joe said, "he’s the president of ‘Rent A Bed, LLC’" We all laughed.

* * *

Bryan, thinking Phil was about to pull out, "Don’t pull out yet, I want to feel you inside me for a while."

"Bryan," Phil asked, "Have you ever tasted cum?"

"Yeah, just mine, though."

"While we was fucking, I was thinking about something. I really don’t know why I’ve never tried sucking a guy off. I tried tasting your precum, and it wasn’t bad, then I made myself a promise, that when we got done today, I would taste your cum, I’ve never tasted cum, baby, here goes nothing!"

Phil took two fingers and coated them with Bryan’s cum from off of his belly, then licked them off. He pondered a minute, then tried it again, tasting his lover’s milk.

"Well?"

"Decision made," Phil stated, "I want to suck your dick, and swallow your load."

"I can’t do that," Bryan said, "I just shot it all, I’m drained."

"I don’t mean right now, baby, maybe tomorrow, or the next day."

"Maybe," Bryan remarked, "we ought to take showers and get cleaned up? DJ said he left clean towels in the bathroom for us."

Phil and Bryan stepped into the bathroom and shared a shower together, dried and headed back to the kitchen to join the rest of us. The clock was bringing our little party to a close. Joe, DJ, Phil and I are all scheduled to work at 3:00, Bryan and Jamie at 4:00.

"So guys," I asked, "what do you think of our Southern Hospinudity?"

"I didn’t like it," Phil replied, "I fell in love with it! When Bryan and I get our apartment, I think I’ll post a sign on the door that says ‘This Home is Clothing Optional’."

Bryan commented, "I wasn’t sure what I was getting into, with us all being naked, I thought it might be like an orgy, but it’s been one of the most enjoyable days I’ve ever had, Thank you so much."

Phil added, "Great food, great atmosphere, lots of love around, what more could anyone ask for? DJ, I hope we can use your rent-a-bed a few more times, until we have our apartment."

DJ replied, smiling, "It’s by reservation only, just call me and I’ll let you know if it’s available."

Joe and I were giving our guests good bye hugs, and Phil reached down and gave my cock a squeeze, and grinned. Phil and Bryan were ready to walk out the back door and suddenly realized they were still naked. They took a couple of minutes to put their clothing on and then left.

Joe and I reflected on the day’s activities. So far, anyone that DJ has brought into our lives has been pretty extraordinary. We could not help but like Phil and Bryan, they’re both beautiful young men. We need to get ready to go into the real world, since that is what pays the bills. This house is going to seem terribly quiet tonight, after having these wonderful boys here today, and our Sons will be at Jamie’s house tonight, as they have classes tomorrow.

(to be continued)