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Discovering Home - 19. Consummation
Sidney lay on the sweat-covered bedsheets. His mind was twirling and he couldn’t make sense of what had just happened. He tried to regulate his breathing as his chest heaved, sucking in all available oxygen. His hair was plastered to his forehead, and a trickle of sweat ran down his cheek. He slowly reached out and touched the hand lying on the sheet beside his. He twisted his fingers with the others and let out a satisfied sigh.
“I think I just saw God.”
He then heard a chuckle.
“No, I am serious. That was a religious experience in the purest sense of the word. I have never felt so transcendent before.”
Eli didn’t understand exactly what Sidney was saying other than it was good sex. No, it was better than good sex – it was great lovemaking. It was all so natural, and nothing was forced. They each intuitively knew what the other needed and gave it freely.
“The great Jewish philosopher, Maimonides, wrote that sexual congress was an essential part of Sabbath observance. I now understand what he was trying to convey. That was an out of body experience when you took me.”
Sidney rolled onto his side and was immediately enveloped in the arms of Eli. He was held as they slowly drifted into sleep. Eli fell in love with the smaller man when they first met, but it was today that it was finally consummated. He had gone to church that morning and sat with Clay and Sean. Sidney kept looking at him throughout the service. The look was different, somehow. After the service, Sidney stood at the narthex door wishing everyone a good week. When Eli shook Sidney’s hand, he looked him in the eyes, and Sidney said one word: stay.
Sidney whispered something to Sean, who then grabbed Clay and said they were going to find a Philly Cheesesteak sandwich and then were going to the zoo to see the ducks. Clay turned and asked his dad if he was going. Sidney told Clay that his daddy had something to do, and they would see him at supper. Clay happily skipped along, holding Sean’s hand. Sean had a smile on his face knowing that something fundamental had changed with his brother. He knew it was good.
After the last parishioner left, Sidney locked the door and led Eli through the church to the sacristy, where he started removing his vestments. Eli observed Sidney carefully and reverently remove them and place them in drawers and closets. It was a sacred moment without a word being said. Sidney took Eli’s hand and led him across the Church Close to the rectory. They entered the quiet house and climbed the stairs to the second floor.
“Let’s shower.”
Eli removed his clothes and looked at Sidney, who appeared perfect to him. The hair on Sidney’s chest was growing back after Sean had shaved it for the paintings. Sidney’s hairy legs and butt brought Eli to full engorgement. Eli had been praying for this moment for three months. Now that it was here, he could barely breathe. He could only look at Sidney and smile and nod his head. He had lost his use of language. He touched Sidney and led him into the bathroom, where he turned on the shower. Once the water had warmed, Eli helped Sidney step into the old-fashioned tub. Neither spoke. They grabbed bath gel and started washing each other. When Eli lifted Sidney’s arm to wash his pit, he almost lost his breath. There was no other person in the world who was as beautiful as Sidney. He could have cried from joy but kept his emotions in check and let himself be handled by Sidney. They were careful not to touch each other’s cocks. When they finished, they carefully dried each other and walked together to the big canopy bed.
Sidney said it first.
“I love you.”
Eli had a hard time talking but was able to squeak out the words also.
Then there was a clash of the titans. They dove for each other. Their bodies wrestled. At one point, Sidney was about to slide off the bed, and Eli grabbed him and pulled him back to the center. Sidney felt like a rag-doll in the man’s grasp. Sidney then grabbed Eli and flipped him on his back. His years of martial arts training paid off. The look of surprise on Eli’s face made Sidney burst out laughing. The big man hadn’t realized the moves that Sidney had.
Sidney stretched his body on top of Eli and looked into the man’s eyes. He started sliding his manhood up and down Eli’s pelvis, which was wet with secretions. They were both moaning when Sidney reached to the nightstand and picked up a tube of lubrication. Eli’s eyes grew large.
Sidney had read how to prepare himself for the onslaught. He was excited and scared. He was a virgin but didn’t want to tell Eli. He raised himself on his knees, looked Eli in the eyes, mouthed that he loved him, and started sliding down. The pain was instantaneous but manageable. He controlled his breathing as he lowered himself inch by inch. Eli did not move. His eyes were focused on Sidney. He felt it and knew that he was fully encased in a warm glove of flesh. Sidney let out a long breath and then smiled as if satisfied with himself. Eli still did not move. Slowly, Sidney started riding Eli, and before too long, he was actually bucking. Eli reached up and grabbed Sidney on his sides to stop his flailing body from ending up on the floor. Sidney’s left hand was on Eli’s thigh, and the other was jacking his cock. The keening sounds emanating from Sidney were animalistic.
“Don’t cum. Hold it. Don’t cum yet.”
Sidney could only nod his head as his right hand was now on Eli’s shoulder as he moved up and down.
“I am going to flip us. Are you ready?”
Sidney was turned, and Eli was on top of him. His legs were on Eli’s shoulders as the bigger man took charge. Eli wondered how long he would be able to maintain control. He felt like he could stay there all afternoon. That was until he leaned down and started kissing Sidney. The strangled cry from both of them was accompanied by splashes across Sidney’s chest and in his rear. They were both shocked and didn’t know what to do. Their eyes were filled with wonder.
Slowly, Eli removed himself, which was accompanied by a near cry from Sidney. Eli fell back on his pillow with a look of awe on his face. He had wanted this for so long. Sidney had been so resistant with a litany of excuses for why it wasn’t the right time.
Now that it had happened, it was everything he had hoped for and even more. His fingers were making a crawling move across the sheet when they found Sidney’s fingers doing the same thing. They both smiled when they made contact. When Eli sensed that Sidney was turning toward him, he turned and pulled the smaller man into an embrace.
They each knew when the other awoke, but neither knew who had awoken first. Sidney’s face was smothered in Eli’s hairy chest. Neither wanted to move, but finally, Sidney pulled back and took a gasp of air. He chuckled. His body scooted up a little so that his mouth could find Eli’s. They did a series of little kisses, sighed, and then leaned in for a prolonged kiss. As Eli raised a leg to wrap it around Sidney, he felt the smaller man slide into the open space, so their pelvises were touching. They would have been touching except for their rampant cocks, which were dueling for space. They shifted, arranged themselves until they were comfortable, and then Eli spoke.
“Why today? What changed? I am right now thanking God for whatever it was. But what happened?”
“I was reading about Jesus and the Beloved Disciple, and I decided that I loved you in a way that I had never loved anyone, and I wanted you in my life. It is as simple and as complex as that.”
“Okay, am I Jesus, or am I the Beloved Disciple?”
Sidney laughed and then had a serious look on his face.
“Does it matter?”
“Well, I didn’t know if you had a God complex?”
“I would be excommunicated if I said this to anyone, but right now, you are my God. You are my savior. You are the man I would follow to the ends of the earth.”
Eli took a few moments to process that statement.
“You know that I would follow you to the ends of the earth, also. I will gladly be your disciple. I can’t describe what just happened. I am at a loss for language that described what occurred because I have never experienced that before. It wasn’t sex. It wasn’t just lovemaking. It was something different.”
“It was transcendent.”
“Yeah, there you go using those big words again.”
“It was otherworldly.”
“Goody, alien sex.”
“Well, lucky aliens if it is like this for them.”
“Is it going to be like this all of the time? I feel like I have been to church, to heaven, and the outer realms of the universe.”
“Let’s hope. I had to make sure it was right before we got together. This week I knew. I just knew. I can’t explain how, but I knew that it was important for us to move to the next level.”
“The Lord moves in mysterious ways.”
“Sorry, I don’t do threesomes. This was you and me being who we truly are.”
Eli leaned in to kiss Sidney again as they heard the phone ring.
“Daddy, can we come home yet?”
Sean was laughing as he spoke into the phone.
“Yes, if you stop to pick up some fried chicken for supper. Dinner for four.”
“Do tell. I want to hear all about it.”
Sidney hung up the phone, grabbed Eli, and pulled him into the shower. Eli put on the suit pants and shirt that he had worn to church that morning. They looked at the clock and realized it was already five-thirty. The entire afternoon had disappeared in a flash.
Clay came rushing through the front door and grabbed Sidney around his knees and proceeded to tell him about all of the animals they had seen at the zoo. Sean stood back and looked at Eli. He then looked at Sidney. He knew something was different, very different.
They moved to the kitchen, where Eli proceeded to get plates from the cupboard to set the table. He didn’t say a word but quietly and efficiently went about organizing their meal. They sat at the table, Clay said the grace, and they started eating. Sean looked at Sidney and he suddenly knew what had happened. He started smiling.
“Have you set a date yet?”
Eli was startled as he looked at Sean. Sidney laughed and said the bride would not be wearing white. Sean burst out laughing, followed by Clay, who had no idea why they were laughing. Sidney started laughing, reached across the table, took Eli’s hand, and the two of them started laughing.
“Well, it was about time. I thought I was going to have to call Dr. Ruth to get the two of you instruction books on how to have sex.”
“Sean, it happened in God’s time. Sidney needed to be sure, and I respect that. Neither of us was going to just jump in the bed.”
“Au contraire, my dear almost brother-in-law. If I remember correctly, you came up and propositioned the two of us one morning at the café. You said you were ready for some daddy and son sex. Am I remembering correctly, or has dementia already set it?”
Eli was blushing as he remembered that conversation.
“And, later that day, the three of us jumped into the bed at the studio. So, don’t go all coy on us at this point. When the two of you posed in front of the windows, I thought that Sidney was going to be a whirly-gig flying around on that big pole sticking in his backside.”
Sean was grinning.
“I am glad it finally happened. Are you set now? Can I tell daddy and papa that you are a couple?”
Sidney looked at Eli, who nodded his head.
“Tell them. Let’s tell everyone.”
“What are you going to tell, Uncle Eli?”
“I guess the main question is: Clayman, can I be your papa?”
Clay squealed with delight and then climbed into Eli’s lap.
“It is a bit more complicated than that. I need to notify the Bishop that we want to get married. We are getting married, right? I can’t just shack up with you. Then I need to notify the vestry. But before any of that happens, you have to ask for my hand.”
Eli looked puzzled.
“Who do I ask?”
Sean laughed, “Me. You have to ask me, and I will see you in the parlor after dinner, where I will ask a list of questions about your qualifications to be my brother’s husband. Also, I need to speak to your father about your intentions.”
Eli blanched.
“You want to speak to my father?”
“Yep, we follow societal protocols in this family.”
“There may be a problem.”
At that moment, all of the air was sucked out of the room.
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