DJ - 27. Chapter 27

About 9:30 AM on Saturday morning Jamie woke up and looked over at his beautiful boyfriend, still sleeping peacefully. He slid his hand down over DJ’s body, and down to his pubes, and feeling DJ’s erection, likely from morning wood. He had a sudden hunger to take DJ’s cock into his mouth, and try to sneak a snack.

Jamie carefully removed the covers, repositioned himself and lowered his head down, engulfing that lovely piece of meat into his mouth.

DJ, waking up, smiling, "I just had the most beautiful dream, baby, I dreamed that you were giving me a blow job, and then I woke up, and the dream became true! Don’t you ever get tired of sucking that prick?"

Jamie, pulling off, "Nope, I don’t think I will ever get tired of it, I have an insatiable appetite for your sweet cream," and Jamie went back onto DJ’s cock, nursing it lovingly, "MMMMM"

About two or three more minutes of Jamie’s assault caused DJ’s body to stiffen, and Jamie knew he was about to get his reward. DJ’s cock started to pulse, dumping several ropes of his sweet mans milk into Jamie’s hungry mouth, Jamie savoring the flavor, and swallowing every drop. Jamie was leaking a steady stream of precum from his own penis.

Once DJ had finished cumming, DJ re-positioned and returned the favor, tasting the precum that Jamie was secreting, and taking most of Jamie’s length into his own mouth. Jamie was so aroused at this point that it took only three or four minutes for DJ to bring Jamie to a climax, DJ taking Jamie’s ejaculation into his mouth with utmost pleasure.

These two boys are at their height of satisfaction when they devour each other’s cocks, and what their cock’s produce, and almost always get each other off. They then shared a passionate kiss and hug, and then decided to get up and greet the day, having both been relieved of any excess hornyness. After they both peed together at the toilet, they went to the kitchen and DJ started a pot of coffee brewing.

DJ, on his first cup of coffee, "Jamie, do you think my bed could sleep four boys, just for one night?"

"Maybe, it sleeps three pretty well, when Matt sleeps with us, what are you thinking, baby?"

"We’ve been wanting to take Bryan and Phil to the Waterhole, and it would be really late when we get back, like maybe 2:00 AM. We could all crash in our bed for the one night. If they sleep as close together as we do, I think we could all fit in that bed, and still get a good night’s sleep."

Jamie, grinning, "I think you’re probably right, we know they’re clean, and they’re two of our closest friends, I doubt that any of us would have any sexual aspirations, we’d all be too tired. It might prohibit us from doing anything the next morning, but we’d live."

"I’ll bet they’d love the place," DJ said, "the hardest part is for all of us to be able to get the same Friday or Saturday night off, but if we planned it for a couple weeks away, we could likely swing it."

"Two weeks from tonight would be the 24^th so if we let them know today, we can all get our bosses to give us that night off. It would be a Saturday night, and they might have a good band that night," Jamie commented. I’ll bet they’ve never had a chance to be able to dance together, like that, in a club."

DJ, snickering, "Can you imagine, if they slow danced like we do, Phil would probably have a huge and obvious bulge in his jeans!"

Jamie, laughing, "Only you would think of something like that, but you’re probably right, and Phil wears boxers, there’s no way he could hide that monster!"

About 11:00 AM Joe and I made our way to the kitchen, and our Son poured us both cups of coffee, then gave Joe and me good morning hugs. Joe and I both have an unlimited amount of love for both of these beautiful and perfect young men.

"DJ," I asked, "what time are you due to work?"

"2:00 to 9:00," DJ said, "This is my last day to shadow Gwen, and I told her that I would take her home to change before the party, and also take her home afterwards. Her mom works until 11:00 PM."

"Do you know where her mom works?" Jamie asked.

"Yeah, she’s one of the assistant managers at Denny’s."

"Then," Jamie said, "she has to know Phil, they work the same shift."

"She probably does, I'll ask Gwen to ask her," DJ said, "Baby are you working until 11:00 tonight?"

"Yep, the usual for a Saturday night," Jamie replied.

"I think I'm going to deliver Gwen to the party, and then come back to the pizzeria and pick you up," DJ said.

"I wasn't invited to the party," Jamie mentioned.

"Yes you were," DJ replied, "the invitation is for employees and significant others, you're crazy if you think I'm going to Randy's party without my boyfriend! I'll come to Anthony's and help you finish, and we'll just be a little late." Jamie smiled.

"You guys aren't the only ones that will be a little late," I said, "Joe won't be home until 11:00 so we'll also be a bit late, as the party is planned to start at 10:00 PM."

* * * * * * * * * * * *

About 9:00 AM that same morning Rusty woke up and leaned over and kissed Jamal on his lips, waking him up.

"Good morning, beautiful," Rusty said, "are you about ready to start our day?"

Jamal, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, "Morning already? Why do you call me beautiful?"

"Because," Rusty replied, "In my eyes, you're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen walking on two legs, do you have any idea how wonderful it feels to wake up in the morning with you in my bed?"

"Maybe, probably about the same as it feels to wake up in the morning with you by my side, it's pretty incredible, and I love the feeling," Jamal answered, "it's about 500% better than waking up alone, I wish we could sleep together every night!"

"Maybe someday we can," Rusty said, "I get high, just from our bodies touching, it's such an awesome feeling." Then, reaching over, "You've got a hardon!"

"It's just morning wood, I need to pee."

"Shall we head to the deck, I need to go too!" Rusty replied.

Both boys exited the bed and headed to the back deck and watered the grass, watching each other and grinning. This seems to be habit forming. They then came back into the kitchen and shared a passionate hug and kiss, their deflating cocks touching.

"Let's get some breakfast," Rusty suggested, "bacon and eggs cool?"

"Bacon and eggs sounds great, and then maybe a hike in the woods? How can I help you?" Jamal asked.

Rusty, putting on granny's apron, I've got the stove work covered, if you can make the toast and butter it."

"Sure bab—Rusty," Jamal replied.

"I think," Rusty stated, "that if we're becoming boyfriends, it's perfectly OK to call each other 'baby'."

"Rusty," Jamal asked, "would you actually consider me for a boyfriend?"

"I told you a few days ago that I thought I was falling in love with you, and my feelings haven't changed, except that maybe they are getting even stronger, with every hour I spend with you. The bigger question is, would you consider me as your boyfriend?"

"If I answered 'yes' to that, would you be my baby?"

"Just say yes," Rusty replied, "and I'll be your baby!"

"YES!" Jamal blurted, "Thanks, baby, and I do love you."

The two boys sealed that agreement with a passionate kiss.

"Oh, I almost burned our breakfast," Rusty stated, turning back to the stove.

The two young men enjoyed their first meal together as 'boyfriends', feeding each other, and just having fun. After breakfast, Rusty picked up the dishes and placed them in the sink.

"Boyfriend," Rusty asked, "did you bring any shorts with you?"

Jamal, smiling, "As a matter of fact, I did, do we need them?"

Jamal's phone rang, and it was his mother, so he answered it.

"Hi Mama."

Mama was talking on the phone.

"Everything's fine, we just finished breakfast, and we're going to take a hike in the woods that are part of the property.

(the phone)

"Mama, I told you I would bring him by sometime today or tomorrow."

(the phone)

"Maybe, Mama, let me ask him."

"Rusty, Mama wants us to come by for dinner tonight, so you can meet my parents, will you come with me?"

"Are you sure you want to do that?" Rusty asked, "They might not like me."

"I think it will be OK, baby, please?" Rusty nodded a yes.

"He says he'll come, what time do you want to have dinner?"

(the phone)

"Six o'clock, Is 6:00 OK for you Rusty?" Rusty nodded.

"OK Mama, oh, does Papa know about this?"

(the phone)

"It was his idea? I just don't want things to be too awkward, so we will see you about 6:00 or maybe a little before, Thanks, Mama."

"Jamal," Rusty said, "I'm kind of apprehensive about this, what if your parents make a scene? Do they know I'm white?"

"Yeah, Mama and I had a talk the other day, and I told her I was falling for a white boy, and if she knows, Papa knows. I'm pretty certain that they won't make a scene, they just want to meet the boy that set their sons heart on fire, and you sure did do that!

"We need to wear something over our birthday suits, to get across the field to the woods, the neighbors can see the field," Rusty said.

They went into the bedroom and put on t-shirts, shorts, socks and their sneakers, then headed out the back door, hiking toward the woods. It took them all of 6 or 7 minutes to walk across the field and into the woods.

"There," Rusty said, "we're out of sight now, we can get natural, but it might be hazardous to go bare footed, so we should keep our footwear on."

The boys stripped, leaving their clothes on a log, and then walked further into the woods.

"What do you think, baby," Rusty asked, "are you liking this as much as I do?"

"It's quite different," Jamal answered, "I'd never really even thought about doing something like this, but It does feel nice, but what happens if we get caught?"

"The chances are pretty slim, I've done this dozens of times and I've never been caught. These woods belong to the several homeowners, probably about 5 or 6 of these ranchettes and I don't think any of the owners ever take advantage of this part of nature"

Just when Jamal was starting to feel comfortable, hiking in the woods naked with rusty, they heard a voice.

"Hey! Rusty!" the voice hollered.

Rusty and Jamal were ready to bolt, toward where they had left their clothes.

"Hey, wait! It's OK," the man said.

As he walked toward Rusty and Jamal, surprisingly he was also naked, except for footwear. The man looked to be in his late 20's to late 30's, with a well-structured and somewhat muscular body.

"Rusty, I think introductions might be in order here."

"Sorry, Jamal, this is my neighbor, Daniel, he and his family live in the house two doors over from me, and Dan, this is my friend from school, Jamal Robinson." Jamal and Dan shook hands.

"Just curious," Dan asked, "did you guys have a horse for a Father?"

"No, why?" Rusty replied.

"Well," Dan stated, grinning, "I'm certain you both realize that you're both hung like horses! It finally warmed up a bit, made for a nice day to go for an au natural walk in these woods. It's a pretty nice feeling, isn't it?"

"Yeah it is," Rusty answered, "I've done it lots of times, but this is Jamal's first, do you do it often?"

"Only when I can get away from the old lady for a while. She knows I do it, and I've tried to get her to do it with me but she always declines. She gets the short end of the stick though, because I almost always end up wanking it off, and then I have little desire for sex later that night."

While the three guys were chatting, Dan was fondling his cock and developed a boner, which caused some arousal in both Jamal's and Rusty's genitals, and they both became somewhat erect.

"I have a serious desire to Jack off," Dan said, "while we're all here, could I interest you guys in a circle jerk?"

"You mean like," Rusty asked, "all of us jack off together?"

"That's exactly what I mean," Dan replied, "I'll bet those big cocks could shoot some big spurts of cum!"

"I don't know," Rusty considered, "Jamal, I'm game, if you are."

"What the hell," Jamal said, "we're already hard, why not."

All three guys started to stroke their shafts, all suddenly wanting to drop loads on the ground. As they pounded away on their erections, they were all wondering who would be the first to shoot.

"Let's make this a little more challenging," Dan suggested, "the last one to cum, has to kiss the first one's ass!"

"I think I'm gonna get my ass kissed!" Rusty exclaimed, shooting several healthy ropes of cum on the ground, Now, who's going to kiss my ass?"

"Not me, I'm cumming now!" Jamal exclaimed, as he also creamed a bunch of nice ropes of his man juice right next to Rusty's load.

"I think I'm fucked," Dan said, as he finally unloaded his balls, just as strong as either of the younger boys, but about 1 minute behind the other two.

"Okay, Rusty," Dan said, "bend over and I'll pay my loss!"

Rusty bent over, sticking his ass out, and Dan kissed the cheeks.

"Rusty," Jamal said, "I guess we can always say that your neighbor has kissed your ass, but such a waste of mans juice!" All three guys laughed.

"And if it didn't go on the ground," Dan commented, "where would it go?"

"I can think of better places," Jamal said, "if I'd been a little quicker."

"Wait just a minute," Dan said, "I have a gut feeling that you guys are a lot closer than just friends, and if I'm right, I think it's pretty cool, and I have no problem with it."

"Dan," Rusty said, "we just decided, earlier today, that we are boyfriends, we love each other, and we want to be with one another."

"Rusty, I need to tell you something," Dan said, "I've known you for a few years, and I've always felt that you were gay, even though you never flaunted it. I'm also a strong believer in that love is love, it knows no gender or color. If you're happy with each other, and you love and respect one another, that's all that really matters."

"Tonight we have a hurdle to cross," Jamal stated, "My parents want to meet Rusty, and they've invited us for dinner. I think Mama is more prepared than Papa, I've told her that I have fallen in love with Rusty, and I think she'll be OK, but I'm not sure what Papa will say."

"Were you guys ok with what we did today?" Dan asked.

"Sure, I think it was actually fun," Rusty replied, "I can't believe we've both been hiking naked in these woods for a long time, and never ran across each other before today. I'll admit, when you first discovered us today, we were scared, but you showed us you were friendly, and we were fine after that. It probably helped that you were also naked." Dan grinned.

"Rusty, you know where I live, if you ever want a naked buddy to hike with, I'm often available on weekends, but I'm at work during the week, I guess you probably have your own buddy though, right Jamal?"

Jamal, snickering, "Yeah, I think Rusty's gonna turn me into a nudist too."

"Dan," Rusty asked, "do you like to skinny dip?"

"I've never done it, but I would like to."

"In a couple of weeks, we're gonna get the pool uncovered, and you'd be most welcome to come and skinny dip with us, as long as the grandparents aren't home."

"That sounds great. I need to get home, and I really enjoyed being with you guys today. I'd like to think I'm more than just a neighbor, I want to be your friend also. I hope things go well with Jamal's parents tonight. You guys are #1 in my book!"

Dan shared hugs with both boys before he left, and he reminded them to remember to put their clothes back on before they crossed the field to the house. Rusty and Jamal both feel they've gained a new friend. The boys stopped near the edge of the woods and re-dressed, then headed back to the house.

"Rusty, do you think your grandparents would let me live here with you, if push comes to shove?" Jamal asked.

"I don't know, baby," Rusty replied, "I'd love for us to live together, but I think first I need to come out to them and see how they react. I suspect that they will accept my new lifestyle quicker than my parents would. They should be coming home in a couple of weeks, and then I can figure out how this is going to work out."

"It's a little after 4:30, we probably need to get ready to go to my parents. I think we have time to shower, if we do it together."

The boys hit the shower and then dressed in clean clothing and were on the way to Jamal's parent’s home by 5:15 PM.

* * * * * * * * * * * *

About 5:45 PM Jamal pulled into the driveway and saw his father sitting on the front porch.

"Oh shit!" Jamal exclaimed.

"What's wrong, Jamal?" Rusty asked.

"Maybe nothing," Jamal answered, "I'm probably just paranoid, seeing Papa on the porch, like he's ready to tear into me. I guess he probably wouldn't, not outside where the neighbors would see, let's get this over with, Come on Rusty." Jamal led Rusty toward the front porch, and Papa stood up.

"Papa, this is my friend, Irwin McKeever, but he goes by Rusty, and Rusty, my father, George Robinson."

George Robinson extended his hand, and shook Rusty's hand warmly, and smiled.

"McKeever, huh, that's certainly a good old Irish name, can I assume your parents came from Ireland?" George asked.

"No, sir, but three of my grandparents did, both of my father's parents, and my mother's mom all came from Ireland, but my Mom's father is American by birth, so I'm actually only three fourths Irish, and both of my parents were born here."

George said, "My logic would make you Irish-American, just like our family is considered African-American, right?"

"I guess that would be right, sir," Rusty agreed, "but, deep down, aren't we all just Americans?" George nodded in agreement.

"Jamal," George spoke, "you do know that a failure to tell the whole truth is almost as sinful as lying, don't you?"

"Yes, Papa," Jamal replied, "but what has that to do with anything?"

"Your Mama told me about the conversation that you had with her a couple of days ago, and naturally I wanted to meet the young man that was stealing your heart. You introduced him to me as just a friend, but I suspect you guys are a bit more than just friends."

Rusty is quite nervous, wondering what happens when the next shoe drops, and feeling he's sitting on a powder keg.

"OK Papa," Jamal admitted, "I won't try to cover up, the truth is that Rusty and I have become boyfriends, and we are both happiest when we're together, Papa, I love Rusty." Rusty is blushing.

"Son," George said, "you have some very good friends, and one of them is Pastor John, he helped open your Mother's and my eyes. I hope you didn't think that we would do to you like his parents did to his younger brother, he told us that story. I think maybe we should go inside, I'm sure dinner is close to being ready."

George, as they all stood up, "Rusty, welcome to our home."

Jamal's father gave Rusty a warm and loving hug, and the three entered the house together, and George led them into the dining room, Jamal's mother came in from the kitchen.

"You guys had quite a chat on the porch," Jamal's mother said.

"We did," George said, "and very enlightening. Rose, I'm pleased to introduce you to Jamal's boyfriend, Irwin McKeever, aka Rusty, and Rusty, this is Jamal's Mama, and my lovely wife of 27 years, Rose Robinson."

Rusty, taking Rose's hand and kissing it, "I'm very pleased to meet you, Mrs. Robinson, and thank you for the dinner invitation."

"Rusty, we're really glad you're here with us," Rose said, "what is your beverage choice, milk, water, or iced tea, or, if you wish, I can make some coffee." Rusty said that milk would be fine.

Rose spent most of the next five minutes placing dinner on the table, baked spare ribs, baked sweet potatoes, green bean casserole, and tossed salad. It was suggested that the two boys sit together on one side of the table, while George and Rose sat across from them. George prepared to give thanks and the two boys instinctively held hands, and so did George and Rose. All heads bowed.

"Heavenly Father," George said, "we thank you for providing the food, and give thanks for the hands that prepared it for our consumption. I especially want to thank you for bringing Rusty into our family, and Dear God, please guide these beautiful young men, as they explore each other, and the unknown road ahead, and above all, please let no harm come into their pathway, keep them safe, and let them know they are loved, unconditionally."

"Father, I ask a special blessing for Pastor John, whose wisdom was instrumental in helping Rose and me to understand our son better, and to accept him for how you made him. Jamal is special, and we ask nothing but happiness in his future, and if that happens to be with Rusty, then, so be it. Father we ask this in the name of your loving son, Jesus Christ. Amen." The 'Amen' was echoed.

The blessing that George had offered touched both boys deeply, and both had tears streaming down their faces, and Rose also had wet eyes. She handed them napkins to blot the tears from their faces.

"Papa," Jamal stated, "I never expected to hear a prayer like that from you, it nearly put me into shock!"

"Son, those words didn't come from my brain, they came from my heart, and I learned, a long time ago, the heart doesn't lead you wrong. I think one's heart is incapable of lying." Then, smiling, "This food is going to get cold, dig in everybody!"

Everyone filled their plates, and the conversation turned into mostly small talk, Rusty mentioned how tender the ribs were, and generally how delicious the whole meal was, causing Rose to smile.

"So how did you two meet each other, initially?" George asked.

"Through the club, the Rainbow Alliance, at school," Jamal replied, "Rusty was a new member at the last meeting, and we got to talking, out in the parking lot, and we just clicked."

"Yeah," Rusty added, "It just seemed that, the more we saw of each other, the more we wanted to be together. I don't think either of us are looking to spend time with anyone else, we just enjoy being with each other, a lot." Jamal is nodding his head.

After dinner, Jamal took Rusty's hand and led him into the front room, around the corner from the dining room, and they shared a passionate hug and kiss. George walked in on them, and they broke it instantly, separating from each other.

"You didn't have to stop," George said, "I think kissing is like the universal language of love, it's what many people who care about each other do, to let their mate know that they do care."

"I also have a message for you, Jamal, from Pastor John. He said to tell you that that you are missed and wanted at church, and that you are very welcome to bring your boyfriend, just don't kiss each other in the pews."

Jamal, snickering, "Thanks, Papa, I'll consider it.

"Also, boys," George remarked, "I hope you guys are practicing safe sex."

"Actually Papa, we haven't been practicing any sex, yet, but even if we were, neither of us have ever had a sexual relationship with anyone, so I know we're both 100% clean," Jamal responded.

"I think," Rusty added, "Jamal and I are more into an emotional relationship, rather than a sexual relationship, but I suppose that could change in the future."

"Rusty, are you about ready to head back to the farm?" Jamal asked.

"Sure, baby," Rusty replied, "whenever you're ready to go."

George smiled at Rusty's use of the 'baby' word, yep, these boys are most definitely into each other.

It was about 8:30 when Jamal and Rusty were getting ready to leave.

"Mr. and Mrs. Robinson," Rusty said, "It was very nice to meet you, I was somewhat apprehensive at first, but you guys made me feel extremely welcome in your home, and dinner was fantastic!"

"Rusty, I think we'd be comfortable if you called us George and Rose, and please don't be a stranger, you're welcome here, with or without Jamal. Oh, and you don't always need to go to your house to sleep, Jamal has a double bed in his room and (grinning) I'm sure he'd be willing to share it with his boyfriend."

"Rusty," Rose stated, "I'm glad you enjoyed dinner with us, and we thoroughly enjoyed having you here. Please take good care of our son, we love him a lot."

"You have my word, I promise," Rusty answered, "I love him a lot too, I hope to see you again soon." George and Rose smiled.

George, right after the boys walked out, "Well, Rose, what do you think of Jamal's boyfriend?"

"Honestly, I'm impressed," Rose responded, "Rusty is very likeable, and he's very polite and respectful. Did you notice how both boys were constantly glancing at each other? I think they have some rather deep feelings for one another."

"I think I can relate to how Rusty may have felt today," George said, "I remember the first time I met your parents, and I was so afraid that I might say or do something that might cause them not to like me, but somehow, I survived that night. I think Rusty survived tonight, and I do really like that young man."

"George, have you noticed how Jamal has changed in the last few days, I can't remember ever seeing him so happy, and it's just been since he and Rusty have gotten close."

Jamal. on the way back to the farm, "Rusty, I need to stop by a drug store, if there is one still open."

"I think CVS is open until 10:00, and it's right on the way."

A few minutes later they pulled into the CVS parking lot and entered the store. Jamal had to ask a clerk where they kept things like lubricant, and she showed them where it was, in the same area where feminine products and douche products were stored.

Jamal first picked up a tube of K-Y, then spotted some plastic bottles of 'Personal Lubricant' and picked up two of them, putting the K-Y back on the shelf. Rusty is wondering what Jamal has on his mind.

"Is there anything you want, Rusty, while we're here?"

"There is, as a matter of fact," Rusty replied, "but I have to ask where they keep it."

Rusty quietly asked the clerk something, and she directed him to isle 4, and Jamal followed him there. Rusty picked up a bottle of massage oil, and both boys went to checkout and paid for their merchandise separately. The cashier smiled at them, knowing what they might be planning. They went back to Jamal's car and drove on toward the farm.

"Jamal," Rusty asked, "what is the lube for?"

"Lube is essential when guys practice anal sex, at least that's what I've been told, and read about," Jamal answered, "It's probably even more important, when guys are hung like we are."

"Are you planning for one of us to get fucked tonight?"

"Not really," Jamal responded, "I just know that, as close as we are, and as much as we love and care about each other, we're going to want to try it sometime before too long. It's better to have the lube and not need it, rather than to need it and not have it. And what about that oil you bought?"

"I've had a couple of massages, and I think I kind of know how to give one, baby, I'm going to try and give you the best full body massage that you've ever had!"

"I've never had one, but you've got me so fucking excited right now, I can hardly wait! You know how much I love the feeling of your hands on my body, anyway. Where did the extra miles on this road come from?"

Rusty, chuckling, "You're just impatient, Jamal, we'll be home in about five minutes."

Jamal pulled his car next to Rusty's pickup, the two boys picked up their CVS bags and they entered the house. As has become routine for these two, they went into Rusty's bedroom and stripped.

Jamal, holding the two little bottles, "Rusty, where can we keep these, out of sight, but handy for when we might need them?"

"Just stash them in the bedside table draw, my grandparents never go in there, they do respect my privacy. Do we want a snack before we go to bed?"

"I don't," Jamal replied, "I just want that massage you promised me."

Rusty pulled the blanket and top sheet down and told Jamal to lie down on his stomach, then knelt down, with his knees and thighs straddling Jamal's thighs, his cock dangling and touching Jamal's cute black ass. Rusty squeezed a healthy squirt of the massage oil down Jamal's back.

"Oooh!" Jamal blurted, "that's cold!"

"It won't be, for long," Rusty assured, setting the bottle on the bedside table.

Rusty used his hands to spread the oil around Jamal's back, working some into his shoulders and neck, then massaging his rib cage and rib blades. Within a minute, Rusty was grinning, hearing Jamal moaning in pleasure. Rusty then got off the bed and pulled Jamal's body close to the edge of the mattress.

"Oh my god, baby," Jamal remarked, "I think I've just died and gone to heaven! This just feels so—wonderful, I'll give you at least a month to finish."

Rusty, chuckling, "I'd probably need a few cases of energy drinks, to do this for a month. Jamal, your skin is so—smooth, it feels like velvet under my hands. I never dreamed it would feel so exciting to give you a massage, I'm loving doing this for you."

Squirting more of the oil on his hand, Rusty continued to massage Jamal's hamstrings and calves, then he worked his way back up to those cute buns, squeezing and massaging them lovingly.

"OK Dude, roll over so I can do your front side," Rusty commanded.

"Won't that oil get on the sheets?" Jamal asked.

"Not much, most of it gets absorbed into your skin."

Jamal turned over and Rusty squirted some more oil onto Jamal's tummy, getting a gasp from Jamal because of the cold feeling. Rusty massaged Jamal's upper chest and both arms, one at a time, massaging his biceps, triceps and lower arms.

Rusty couldn't resist lowering his head a couple of times and tenderly kissing those succulent lips, causing Jamal to grin. He then massaged Jamal's pecs and then his nipples, pinching them a little.

"Rusty, careful, you're making me hard!" Jamal exclaimed.

Rusty, snickering, "Baby, do you realize how cute you are when your cock stands at full attention? Don't worry, we can take care of that too."

Rusty continued his massage, putting a little more oil on his hands, he massaged Jamal's shins and feet, then moved up to the front of his thighs, and then his inner thighs. While Rusty massaged Jamal's inner thighs, Jamal's cock became even harder than before, and had precum glistening on the tip, which Rusty took pleasure in licking off.

The only place still needing a massage was Jamal's perineum and scrotum, which Rusty took pleasure in massaging last. He rubbed those balls, causing the loudest moans from Jamal yet, as more precum leaked from the tip of Jamal's cock. Rusty believed he had Jamal right where he wanted him, and then took the liberty to take the head and a couple more inches into his mouth, and he slowly and lovingly massaged Jamal's shaft.

"Rusty, if you don't get your mouth off my cock, I'm gonna cum in your mouth, I'm really close, Fuck, I'm gonna—gonna—ain't no holding off—I'm cumming!"

Jamal emptied the contents of his balls directly into Rusty's mouth, and Rusty swallowed every drop.

"I swear, Jamal," Rusty remarked, "every time I get a taste of you, it's sweeter than the time before. I think I'm hooked."

"Was that a typical full body massage?"

"I don't think so," Rusty replied, grinning, "you got the bonus feature, just for you, sweetheart!" Jamal smiled

"My parents really surprised me today, I was hoping things would go smoothly, but I can tell they really like you. I think they put their stamp of approval not just on you, but also on our relationship as boyfriends."

"Jamal, did you catch what your father said, just before we left, about that we could sleep together in your bed, if we wished? That made me feel even more comfortable and welcome around your folks."

"I think Mama and Papa have silently adopted you into our family. Rusty, how long have we known each other?" Jamal asked.

Rusty, thinking, "Shit, how can this be? We only met six days ago, at, or right after the club meeting. Yet, I feel like we've known each other for a lifetime!"

"This is crazy, Rusty, but I feel the same, I can't believe we've gone from being complete strangers to boyfriends in only six days! But yet, the last six days have been the happiest days of my life. I do kind of wonder though, how you could get to be 21 and not realize you were gay, I've known about myself since I was about 13 or 14."

"Jamal, I was not completely truthful, when I told everyone at that meeting that I thought I might be gay. I was hoping that some nice white boy would maybe take an interest in me, and maybe help me to come out. I knew, also, when I was 14 or 15, that I liked boys."

"Rusty, what else have you not been truthful about?" Jamal asked, "I really need to know."

"I can't think of anything else. I guess, if jacking off with another boy is considered having sex, I've done that just a few times, with kids back in high school. I've never even kissed another boy, until we kissed, and I've never tasted cum, until I tasted yours."

"Did you ever meet that nice white boy you were hoping to catch?"

"No," Rusty responded, grinning, "I've lost interest, but I met the most wonderful young black boy, that I've fallen completely and hopelessly in love with! Jamal, do you realize how much I love you?"

"I think the feeling is mutual," Jamal replied, "do you want me to get you off?"

"Not really, sweetheart, I just want to wrap my arms around you, and hold you, until we both fall asleep."

While Rusty turned off the bedside lamp, Jamal pulled the covers over the two of them. They both wrapped their arms around one another, and soon fell asleep.

* * * * * * * * * * * *

About 1:00 PM on Saturday afternoon DJ is getting ready for work, as he is due in at 2:00 PM. He and Jamie had just finished showering together and dried each other off. Both DJ and Jamie packed a change of clothes, so they could change at work before the party. I was getting off at 9:00 and planned to come home first to change and wait for Joe, so we could go to the Party a little later.

"Jamie, 2 weeks from tonight is the 24th, we need to make arrangements to get that night off, and tell Bryan and Phil to do the same," DJ said.

"I can tell Anthony today," Jamie said, "I'll call Phil, and you call Bryan." Both boys made the calls.

When DJ (and Gwen) clocked in at 2:00 PM, Gloria was the MIC, (Manager In Charge) having relieved Randy early, as Randy had a bunch of last minute errands to do, in preparation for the Party.

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About 4:00 PM, while Randy was still out picking up things, the rental company arrived with the portable bar that Daryl had rented for the party. Daryl told them they could set it up against the dining room wall. Daryl retrieved a box, containing several bottles of alcohol, and placed them on the bar. All that was lacking now is ice, mixers and glasses. Randy was picking up 200 of the clear plastic, disposable drinking cups and 16 2-liters of sodas. They had planned to buy several bags of ice, just before the party.

It was hard to determine how much food would be needed, as they had no idea just how many would be showing up for the party. Randy had ordered several trays of food from the deli at the market, including a vegie tray, fruit tray and a meat & cheese tray, and also a pan of lasagna, all to be picked up shortly before 10:00 when the store closed.

About 8:30 PM the 'City Contingency' arrived, 2 carloads of 4 gay guys each, all of them friends that Daryl and Randy had made during their time of living in the City, and really the only close gay friends they had. After the two hour drive they were all ready for a cock—er cocktail. Chet was a bartender in one of the gay bars there, and kindly offered his services to Randy and Daryl, which they were happy to accept.

"Girls!" Randy spoke, "I need to give you a heads up. This is NOT a typical gay party of the type we've all attended in the past. The majority of the guests we expect here tonight are straight, and are the employees of the Southside Drug Store, where I am the General Manager, and the CVS where Daryl is an assistant manager."

"I'm not asking you to crawl back into your closets, but can you guys try to butch it up a little, at least for tonight? I'm glad you guys came a little early, as we don't officially start the party until 10:00 PM, we set it late, for the benefit of so many of our coworkers that are working until at least 9:00 and some of them 10:00. Daryl and I plan an announcement tonight, after everyone is here, that will likely surprise a few people."

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About 8:45 Jerry, dressed to kill, walked into the store carrying a fancy dress on a hanger. Gwen had run her tally and counted her draw down, and Gloria was checking her out. Cindy was still cashing out the last couple of customers on her terminal.

"DJ," Gloria said, "I'm going to go into the rest room and change clothes for the party, can you and Gwen keep tabs on the store, and if anyone needs a prescription filled, I'll do it after I change."

"Go ahead Gloria, we have you covered." DJ replied.

About 5 minutes later Gloria emerged, looking very attractive, DJ had never seen her in a dress before.

"Wow! Gloria, you look so different and—pretty." DJ remarked.

"That's a real complement sweetie," Gloria said, smiling, "especially coming from you." DJ smiled.

I came into the store from my last deliveries, ready to clock out.

Looking at Gloria I said, "You sure are looking like a Saturday night!"

"Thanks, Doug, I'm getting all these complements from the gay guys, and nothing from the straight guys."

"Sorry, baby," Jerry remarked, "you're just looking so hot, I lost my tongue!"

"Good comeback, Jerry," I said. We all laughed.

"DJ, Gwen, Doug, you guys can clock out, will I see you at the party?"

"Yes," I answered, "but Joe and I won't be there until about 11:30,

He won't be home from work until 11:00."

"Jamie doesn't get off until 11:00 either, so we won't be there early, probably about 11:15 for us," DJ remarked.

DJ and Gwen headed to his Tracker, got in, and DJ drove toward Gwen's home.

"DJ," Gwen asked, "who is Jamie?"

"My boyfriend."

"You're gay?"

"You didn't know? I thought everyone at the store knew that I was gay and had a boyfriend, I'm surprised that nobody told you."

"Mom told me that her best dishwasher is a gay guy," Gwen said.

"Is his name Phil?"

"Yes, do you know him?"

"Quite well, Phil and his boyfriend, Bryan, are two of Jamie's and my closest friends." Then, parking at Gwen's house, "How long will it take you to get ready?"

"About 15 minutes," Gwen answered.

"I'll be right here waiting for you."

About twenty minutes later, a transformed Gwen entered the passenger side of DJ's Tracker looking very attractive, for a young lady.

"Ready to go party?" DJ asked.

"I suppose so," Gwen answered.

"What's wrong, Gwen?" DJ inquired.

"I think I'm just a little depressed, it's hard for me to get into a party mood, DJ, I need a boyfriend!"

"I don't think I can be very helpful, I know there are plenty of nice boys out there that would love to meet a nice young lady like you, but I don't know them. Gwen, straight guys don't hang around with gay guys, it's almost like we're diseased or something. Maybe you'll meet somebody nice at the party, there are some people from Daryl's CVS store that we don't know, that will be at the party."

"Gwen, I'm going to take you to the party, then come back to the pizzeria and pick up Jamie when he gets done, and we'll be at the party a bit later."

"DJ, can I go to the pizzeria with you, and then go to the party with you and Jamie?"

"Sure, Gwen," DJ answered.

DJ drove them to the pizzeria and they walked in. Jamie met them inside the door.

"Hi baby," Jamie greeted, "may I ask who this is?"

"Sure, Jamie, this is Gwen, the new cashier I've been training this week, Gwen, this is my boyfriend, Jamie Seldon, are you busy?"

"Not at all," Jamie said, "I have no tables, no pickups, my side work is done, I'm just waiting for 11:00 PM."

"Jamie," Anthony said, "do you want to cut out now?"

"Sure," Jamie said, "DJ and I are going to his boss's party, is it ok if we use the party room to change clothes?" Anthony nodded.

DJ and Jamie both ran out to their cars and grabbed the clothes they wanted to wear to the party, came back and headed into the party room and closed the door, and proceeded to change. It only takes guys about 3 or 4 minutes to change their appearance. When they came out, Anthony flagged Jamie.

"Jamie, that was 2 weeks from tonight you wanted off, right?"

"Yes, sir." Jamie replied.

"Can you work a day shift that day?"

"Sure, Anthony, but I'd like to be off by around 5:00 PM, or at least 6:00."

"Noted," Anthony said, "I'll plan for you to work 11:00 to 5:00 that day, unless I need you earlier. Have a good time at the Party."

DJ, Jamie and Gwen headed to the Tracker, and DJ drove them to Randy's house. There were quite a few cars parked there and they had to park down the street and walk about half a block to the house. It was just about 11:00 PM when they walked into the party, one young man that none of them knew was eyeing Gwen with desire, but he soon looked away, assuming that she was with either DJ or Jamie. There appeared to be about 30 people there, and a few more expected later on.

"MAY I PLEASE HAVE YOUR ATTENTION!" Randy bellowed, On behalf of Daryl and myself, we would like to welcome each and every one of you to our Housewarming - Valentines - Coming Out Party. We hope you all have a good time, but we do have just a couple of requests."

"Daryl and I wish to maintain a non-smoking environment in our home, and for our non-smoking guests, so if any of you have a desire to light up, please use the deck, outside the kitchen door. You'll find seating and ashtrays out there for your convenience."

"Secondly, I know we have a few guests that are under 21, and you guys know the law. We are asking you to police yourselves, if you're under 21, please, please, please lay off the alcohol! Also, when you leave, we want you to arrive home safely, so if you're a little tipsy, let someone know, and we'll find a way to get you home without an accident or a DUI."

"One more quickie, Chet is one of our long-time friends from the City, and he is also a professional bartender. Chet, out of the kindness in his heart, offered to be our mixologist tonight. If we have the materials, Chet will concoct whatever drink your little heart desires. Ok everybody, PARTY ON!"

Jerry, approaching Chet, "Chet, what bar do you work at?"

"The Scorpio," Chet answered.

"Oh," Jerry remarked, "Gloria and I wandered in there once, and discovered it was a gay bar. We left after one drink, it wasn't the kind of club we were looking for."

Chet replied, grinning, "I've been working there for several years, and I like it, a lot of hot guys go there, and sometimes I turn a nice trick."

Jerry, looking at Gloria, "I wasn't looking for that, I have my 'trick' every day, we're planning to marry later in the spring." Gloria held her hand up toward Chet, showing her engagement ring.

"Congratulations, I wish you two a lifetime of happiness, that's a beautiful ring!"

"Thank you, Chet," Gloria replied, "I'm very proud to wear it!"

Gwen, like many of the others present, was making her rounds, chatting and meeting others, hanging mostly with the familiar faces she knew from work. That young man that had been eyeing her since she arrived was following Gwen with his eyes. Finally, Gwen was alone, and he made his move, stepping close to her.

"Hi," he said, warmly, "I'm Jon, short for Jonathan, and I work for Daryl at CVS."

"I'm Gwen, short for Gwendolyn, and I'm at the end of my first week at Southside, I'm glad to meet you."

"I'm very happy to meet you too," Jon said," can I ask you a question?"

"I guess so, what do you want to know?"

"Are you—with one of those boys you came in with?"

"Not exactly," Gwen said, "DJ, the darker one, has been training me to be a cashier, and he's really nice. I have some transportation issues, and he's been taking me home sometimes after work, and he offered to bring me here and take me home tonight, after the party."

"You like DJ, don't you," Jon stated, more as a fact.

"Yes," Gwen replied, "but I learned something tonight about DJ that I wasn't prepared for, and I found it a little—upsetting."

"It was that bad?" Jon asked.

"Jon," Gwen explained, "the blonde boy, that is with DJ right now, is DJ's boyfriend, and they've been together for almost a year. I didn't even know that DJ was gay, until tonight."

"I guess there wouldn't be much future there," Jon commented, "now I need to tell you something. I find you very attractive, I'm straight, I'm available, and I want to get to know you. Please tell DJ that I will take you home tonight."

"Are you thinking of my home, or your bed?" Gwen asked.

"Gwen! That hurt!" Jon exclaimed, a couple of tears escaping his eyes, "Do you think the only interest I have in you is to get laid? That's not what I'm about!"

"I'm sorry, Jon, I was just being cautious," Gwen stated, "I'll tell DJ you're taking me home." Jon smiled

Joe and I finally made it to the party about 11:45 PM, late but in time for Daryl and Randy's 'coming out' speech. We made the rounds, met a few folks we'd never known, enjoyed a couple of drinks, and filled plates with food, then filled our stomachs. About 12:30 AM Daryl made an announcement.

"MAY I HAVE EVERYONE'S ATTENTION PLEASE!" Daryl announced. The house became suddenly quiet.

"I know there have been rumors floating around both Southside and CVS about a possible relationship between Randy and myself, and it's my intention to put those rumors to rest right now. Randy and I were dorm mates during our Sophomore year at college, and became very close friends, and we've maintained that friendship now for about seven years."

"About a month ago, we attended a very special wedding, one between one of Randy's employees and his long-term boyfriend. I'd like to introduce the newlyweds, Doug Kendall and Joe Reynolds, if you gentlemen would please stand." Doug and I both stood up, and waved at the group, smiling.

Daryl continued, "That was a very joyous occasion, and I was deeply moved, and I asked Doug if I could speak, and he approved. It was that day that I found the courage to ask my love of seven years for his hand in marriage. The wedding photographer had the insight to capture that event on film, and, over there is a framed photo of me, making that proposal, and Randy said 'yes'."

Randy, interrupting Daryl, "Friends, that was the happiest moment of my life!"

"Mine also!" Daryl exclaimed, "Randy and I are tired of trying to keep our love for each other hidden away, like it doesn't exist. Our love is as strong as any straight couple, and probably stronger than many. So, as of tonight, it's official, we're in love, we're engaged, we're OUT, and we've put the rumors to rest!"

Randy approached Daryl, and the fiancé's hugged and shared a passionate kiss. The whole house erupted in cheers and applause. Several of the guests gathered around Randy and Daryl, asking when the big day was going to happen, and all they could tell them was that it would be late spring or early summer, and they would all be invited.

DJ noticed that Gwen and that other guy were sitting on the sofa together and had some mixed feelings. The guy had his arm around Gwen's shoulders, and they were chatting and smiling. DJ walked closer to them, and Gwen motioned him over.

"DJ," Gwen said, "I’d like you to meet Jon, he works at CVS, and Jon, this is my coworker from Southside, DJ."

Jon, standing up and shaking hands with DJ, "Good to meet you, DJ, Gwen has told me a lot about you, and you won't need to take her home tonight, I'm taking her home after the party."

"Glad to meet you too, Jon, I think," DJ stated, "Can we talk a minute?" Jon followed DJ out of the room and into the hallway.

"Jon, what are your intentions, with Gwen?" DJ asked.

"DJ, Gwen told me you have a boyfriend, and that there are no romantic feelings for you, but you're acting like a jealous boyfriend." Jon said, "Did I misread something?"

"I think I'm just a little protective of her," DJ explained, "she a very sweet young lady, and I am hoping that you aren't going to try to take advantage of her."

"DJ, I only just met her tonight, but I like her, I like her a lot. I really want to get to know her better, and my intentions are completely honorable, the most I'm hoping for tonight is a goodnight kiss."

"OK Jon," DJ responded, "just checking, I think I feel kind of like a big brother to her."

"It's OK, DJ," Jon said, smiling, "I do have a sixteen-year-old sister, and I would feel the same way about her." Jon gave DJ a hug and returned to Gwen.

Jon sat back down on the sofa and Gwen snuggled close, holding Jon's hand. A few minutes later, they were exchanging phone numbers.

"Jon," Gwen said, "is everything ok, between you and DJ?"

"Yeah," Jon replied, chuckling, "

DJ felt somewhat relieved after talking with Jon, and he thinks that Jon is really a nice young man. Maybe Gwen did actually meet someone nice at this party, as he had hoped.

About 1:15 Jon ushered Gwen toward the door and stopped to tell Daryl they had a great time and thanked him and Randy for hosting the party. Lastly, they both smiled and waved at DJ and Jamie, as they headed out the door, Jon holding Gwen's arm. DJ and Jamie returned the wave.

Jamie and DJ left shortly afterwards, as they are both scheduled early tomorrow, at noon, Jamie has to host a Birthday Party at 1:00 PM and DJ is scheduled for 12:00 to 6:00 PM. The boys' primary interest is to get home and to sleep.

It's pushing toward 2:00 AM and many of the guests had already left. Randy is in for a rough morning tomorrow, as he is to open at 10:00 AM Sunday morning. Both he and Daryl are hoping the guests hurry up and leave, but they are reluctant to push anyone out.

Fortunately, everyone drank responsibly, and nobody got extremely intoxicated, and it seemed that everyone had a good time. The gang from the city all left about 1:00 AM, and the last of the other guests left about 2:30. Randy and Daryl put what little food was left in the fridge, and headed to bed, both men were dog tired. Sex? Forget it, sleep is #1 priority.

(to be continued)