Date: Tue, 5 Jul 2016 16:39:40 +0000
From: Steve Smith <PogoPogo2012@hotmail.com>
Subject: At Last Part 7

At Last!  Part #7
Steve Smith
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The next morning Tommy and I woke early and hopped in the shower.  "Want to
play a little?" grinned Tommy.  His penis was at full mast.

I love Tommy so much and love that his cock has a mind of its own but
regretfully said, "Oh, more than anything, but we have so much to do.  We
have to get through a long and potentially agonizing day of telling our
kids that their fathers are gay".

Damn him.  He took my face in his hands and kissed me long and hard, rubbed
his cock against mine, which is my ultimate foreplay turn on, until I too
was fully erect. He had me panting for more.  "You are insatiable", I
laughed, as he turned me around, opened my cheeks, knelt down, and started
to rim me.  I was done for.  As the warm shower water cascaded over our
bodies I leaned against the shower wall, spread my legs, and used my hands
to further expose my pulsating rosebud.  After soaping up, Tommy slid his
amazing cock in me and started pumping in and out, hitting my sweet spot
just right.  As he did so, he reached around and in rhythm with his thrusts
stroked me.  With one hand I pinched my nipples sending waves of pleasure
down to my genitals.  His balls must have known that we were on a tight
schedule for it wasn't long until I felt him stiffen and cry out as his
testicles released their seed deep into me through his engorged cock head.
That was all it took to take me over the edge and I ejaculated all over the
tile wall.  Well, at least clean up was easy.

After dressing and eating a quick breakfast, we went down to the parking
lot.  Before we went our separate ways we hugged and kissed, wishing each
other good luck in getting through the day.  This was our first kiss in a
public place.  "Hey world", I thought to myself, "We're gay and in love, we
don't care who knows it".  Tommy took off in one direction and I in
another.

I had carefully thought out in what order I would tell my three sons and
two daughters.  My youngest son was first because I felt he would be the
most accepting and my oldest son was to be last as I knew it might not go
well based on the church he and his wife were members and the anti-gay
slurs made by him in the past.  I always called him out on it but he just
said that I was too progressive.

It took me about 30 minutes to get to Jason's house.  Jason is newly
married to a wonderful girl who was his college sweetheart.  She is
pregnant.  I found him out front cutting the lawn.  He had a look of
surprise on his face as I pulled into his driveway.  He waved, smiled, and
turned off the lawnmower.

"Hi, Dad" he said.  "What brings you over so early on a Saturday?

"I need to talk to you about something", I said with a quiver in my voice.

"Is everything OK?  Is Mom OK?"

"Well, yes and no", I said.  He had a concerned look on his face.  We sat
down on his front steps.

"Jason, I am gay".

"You're gay?  You're not gay.  Is this a joke?"  But I could tell by the
look on his face that he saw that I was serious. "You're gay", he then
calmly said.

For the next twenty minutes I explained the struggles I had always had with
being attracted to men and how I suppressed my feelings and kept them and
myself in the closet for all these years.  I told him about my chance
meeting with Tommy in the mountains and about our deep friendship and love.
He put is arm around my shoulders and gave me a reassuring hug.

"Dad, you have always been there for me and you being gay doesn't change
anything between us.  I'm cool with it and happy for you and Tommy.  He is
a great guy.  Julie and I have good friends who are gay and whom we admire
and hold as dear as we do all our two sex couples.  Wait until I tell them
that I have a gay dad", he laughed.

His face suddenly got a worried look.  "But does mom know about this?"

I told him that his mother has known for some time but that it was just
yesterday that the situation came to a head and that I had moved out of the
house.  I went on and told him that his mother understandably hasn't
accepted the fact of my homosexuality as of yet.  I told him that I still
loved his mother and never wanted to hurt her because she is a good woman
and an exceptional mother.

"This will be very hard on her", I told him.  "She will need your love,
support, and understanding more than ever.  I know you will give that to
her".

I asked him not to talk to his siblings until the end of the day to give me
a chance to talk to each one individually.  He readily agreed.  I told him
where I was living.  He gave me a big strong hug, a kiss on the cheek, and
we told each other how much we loved each other.  Tears were running down
both of our cheeks.

I then went to see my son Kevin, followed by my daughter Alice.  Each also
was surprised to see me.  They both have children who were all excited to
see their grandpa.  After playing with them a bit I was able then to get
each alone so I could explain why I had come.  The conversations were
remarkably similar to the one I had with Jason.  They both were accepting
of the fact that I was gay and expressed concern for their mother.  Kevin,
as is his nature, was a lot more probing with the questions delving deeper
into my homosexuality struggle and how Tommy and I met and fell in love.
Without giving any sexual details I was completely honest in answering his
questions.  He appreciated me being so forthright.  He also said he had
suspected that I might be gay or bi-sexual for some time because once when
he was over to the house he used my computer to send an email he had
forgotten for work.  A window at the top of the screen was still open to a
gay porn site I had been browsing earlier.  I had forgotten to close it.
He closed it for me and never said anything to anyone.  "Ooops", I said.
We both laughed.

I got to Gwen's around three.  Since she lived alone I was able to
immediately get to the reason for my visit.  I rambled on and on.  She
never interrupted me the whole time but often had to wipe tears from her
eyes.

When I was done I said. "Well, now you have it.  What do you think about
your gay dad?"  She grabbed me and kissed me on both cheeks.

"I think it is wonderful", she said.

"You do?  Aren't you concerned about your mother?  Aren't you upset that
your father is gay?

"Yes, I do think it is wonderful.  Yes, I am concerned about mom but she is
young enough and very attractive.  I know she will meet someone else,
probably at church.  You know how attentive the men are always around her.
Upset?  Absolutely not.  I am proud to say that my father has come to
accept who he is.  And you've given me the courage to tell you something as
well.  I'm a lesbian".

"You are?  So that is why you broke off your engagement with Todd a few
years back.  Your mother and I just couldn't figure out why, but of course
you did the right thing".

"Are you sorry that you didn't declare your homosexuality when you were
younger and not have married mom?"

"As much as I was always yearning for another man and felt very frustrated
much of my life, I can honestly say for me I am glad that I married your
mother.  Otherwise I never would have had in my life you, your brothers and
sister, and the grandchildren.  As I have often said, life is full of
choices."

Gwen told me that she had a very serious relationship with a woman her age
that she met on line.  They have been dating for six months and plan to
move in together.  They've even talked about marriage.  I told her how
happy I was for her but asked her to hold off for a couple of weeks before
telling her mother.  Coming to grips with my homosexuality and my moving
out on top of hearing that her daughter is a lesbian might be too much to
handle at one time.  She agreed.

It was nearly 6:00 when I arrived at my last stop, to tell my oldest son,
Gary.  My sixteen-year-old grandson, Aiden, was playing basketball with his
father.  When Aiden saw me walking up the drive he ran over to greet me.

"Papa", he said, as he embraced me.  Even at his age he still hugs me
whenever he sees me.  We've always been particularly close having done a
lot of fishing and hiking together as well as me attending just about every
one of his soccer games and track meets.  I have always felt a special bond
with him.

Gary came over and we shook hands.  "What's up?' he asked.

I told him that I needed to talk to him about something and suggested we go
for a walk.  I started my prepared speech.  Before I could get very far
into it he interrupted me.

"You're telling me that my father is a fag?"

"Well, I would have preferred you saying your father was gay, but yes I
am".

"Fag, queer, homo, gay is all the same to me, it isn't natural, it isn't
right.  The Bible says that homosexuality is an abomination".

"Gary, the Bible says a lot of things that no one believes anymore.  We all
are born who we are.  This wasn't a choice for me."

"Our church says it is wrong and that is what my family believes.  After
all these years you feel you need to now come out of your closet?  Why
didn't you just stay there and save us all a lot of embarrassment?"

"I don't want to embarrass you but you have to know I am separating from
your mother and moving in with a man that I deeply love".

"Oh my god!" he shouted.  "Dad, what you are doing is so wrong and is so
sick.  I always looked up to you as my solid masculine father.  I can never
look at you that way again".

"Gary", I said.  "I am the same man you have always known".

"Fuck you!" he said.  "Or should I say go fuck your boyfriend or is he
fucking you?"

Although I knew that he would be less accepting than his siblings, his
venom nonetheless stunned me.  I simply said, "I am sorry Gary to hurt and
upset you.  Please know that I love you and I hope you will accept me
someday as the man I am".

"You're not a man", he said.

I sadly got in my car and slowly drove back to the apartment getting there
around 7:30.  It had been a long day.  Thankfully, Tommy was home.

"You look like you need a drink", said Tommy.  "Go take off your clothes
and take a shower.  I will fix us manhattans".

After my shower, which I really needed, I returned to the living room and
sat next to Tommy on the couch.  He gave me a kiss and caressed my naked
thigh.  "So how'd it go?" he asked as he gave me my drink.

"You first", I said.

"It went pretty good with both my daughters", he said.  He told me that
both daughters, although surprised when he told them his was gay, were
supportive.  They each expressed that they had felt for some time that all
wasn't well between he and their mother.  Together they had even approached
Doris to see if something was wrong but she denied that there were any
problems.  They hadn't been convinced because of the strain in their
mother's voice and the tightness of her lips.  While they were sad to see
their parents separate, they said that this was a pretty common reality not
only with some of their friends breaking up but also their friend's parents
divorcing.  Although they conceded that a couple breaking up because one of
them was gay was unusual.  When he told them that it was me who would be
his partner they both were happy, expressing they liked me a lot.  I felt
good about that.

I then told Tommy, in the order as I saw them, the conversation and the
reaction of each of my children.  He smiled broadly as I went through the
first four and, of course, was surprised when I told him that Gwen was also
gay.  He winced when I told him what Gary said to me.  He could tell how
hurt I was and put his arm around me, continuing to message my thigh, then
tenderly caressing my cock and balls.  We hugged and kissed for a long time
but we were both emotionally spent from the day to take our love making any
further.  After a light dinner, and a few more manhattans, we went to bed
early.  We were both sound asleep in quick order.

During the night I woke up and couldn't get back to sleep.  I kept going
over the events of the day and my conversation with each of my children.  I
was very hurt by what Gary had said but then I thought of the other kids
and how accepting they were.  I felt at peace that now my whole family knew
my deeply concealed secret.  My homosexuality was now really out in the
open.  At Last!!