Date: Thu, 1 Mar 2012 18:48:46 -0500
From: preecherdave@gmail.com
Subject: Surprised Graham and Robert Part 2


This document contains homosexual themes and acts. If you are underage or
don't like the subject, then don't read it.

The story is not autobiographical and is a product of the writer's fertile
imagination.

Comments welcomed                    preecherdave@gmail.com

Author's Note

This is the second time that I have used this format. I have taken two
minor characters from the story, Surprised, Nifty, Adult Friends, January
14, 2012 and developed their characters and a story around them. I had had
a few suggestions from readers when they finished the first story of minor
characters, Surprised Eric and Dave that I should do the same for some
other characters mentioned in Surprised, 'that I had abandoned'. So this is
the second attempt; hope that you enjoy this one as well.


This chapter starts on New Years Day after Graham and Robert's New Years
Eve party.

Something woke Graham. There was just the beginning of the day's light
coming in the windows. Rob's arms were still around him. Graham was
hard. He moved and Rob's eyes popped open. Within a very short time, he was
hard.

Graham reached over and opened the lube and put some on Rob's finger, "You
know what ...."

It was the first time in a long time anything had been in there. His body
resisted a bit but when the finger grazed his prostate, he moaned
loudly. Rob did things differently but they had the same effect. Very
quickly, Graham's head was moving from side to side, his whole body was in
motion. Pleasure etched on his face.

Graham almost shouted, "Give me the goddamn lube." Rob just laughed and
gave it to him. Soon Rob had lube smeared on himself and he was at Graham's
opening. It took a little longer as Graham had not been entered in quite a
while. But soon, they were both in a rhythm and it was Graham who was
crooning and swearing. All too soon he heard himself yell, "I am so damn
close. Come with me." The spasms were as hard and gave as much pleasure as
the night before. They cuddled and slept again.

A shower together, breakfast, clean up of the condo, light, fleeting
touches on faces, arms, butts, crotches, quick kisses as they worked. A
drudgery made romantic and fun. Light banter about the night before, little
comments about the others performance in bed, some funny, some
complimentary, some ridiculous. For a time, their own little
world. Reality, the telephone rang.

It was John, asking Robert if it had been a long HARD night. There was an
explanation as to why they left. John said that Robert and Graham had been
making out in the kitchen oblivious to anyone and they didn't want to spoil
their moment. John didn't ask if Graham had stayed over, he just asked to
speak to him. So much for going slowly and being discreet. John and Mark
ended up over at the condo for lunch and part of the afternoon. A really
nice time. They all went skating in the late afternoon. Graham and Robert
ended the day with supper by themselves and watching the show that John had
talked about, the New Years special of the Vienna Philharmonic from
Vienna. Both were captivated by the flowers, music and the dancing. Two
more converts.

They had talked during the day and decided that even though they had work
the next day, Graham would stay the night. They would get up early and go
to work from the condo. They arranged for supper at the pub the next
evening to talk and work out arrangements. That night in bed was a joyous
celebration of the wonderful time they had had together in the last few
weeks. Holidays were over. They both knew that a new reality had to be
worked out.

Both reflected during the day on Monday about their feelings. Both knew
that these were new feelings for them both. But they lived in separate
places, had very different jobs and time schedules. They didn't really know
each others basic interests and fundamental traits. Graham wondered if he
had intruded too much on a guy who lived a private, single life. Robert
hoped that he hadn't gone too fast for a guy who was new to being
officially gay and had never been in a relationship. Both realized that
part of their early agreement had been to be honest with each other but
also to go slow. Had they been too fast?. Tonight, they both decided that
they had to talk..

They met at the pub. Graham seemed a little hesitant. He was not his usual
outgoing self. Robert tried to enliven the conversation. It only partly
worked. He decided on being forthright.

"Graham, something is on you mind?"

"We have had a wonderful few weeks. It has been like a world apart. We are
back in the real world. You have lived by yourself and are used to that. I
don't want to impose, intrude ...." Robert held up his hand almost in
frustration. Luckily, he understood the comment for what it was.

"You are too damned thoughtful and careful. I haven't had good weeks like
this in a long." He emphasized his point with a shake of his head. He
smiled. "If you think you can use me a lose me, think again." Ah! No
interruptions counsellor, no assumptions in this case, just the
facts. "This wasn't just a little fling for me. Oh, we went a little faster
than I expected but it was mutual. We have an agreement, binding as far as
I am concerned. You and me." He stopped and tried to look stern but
eventually moved and held Graham's hand.

The smile on Graham's face was wonderful. Robert had gotten it right. He
had to get his fears out.

"Did I go too fast?"

"I guess you don't remember the evening after Mark and John's
party. Rhetorical question. How did I meet you at the door that night? How
did I react on the day we met after the Christmas holidays?"

"You were a bit butch those times."

"You crack me up. Butch?" Their laughter attracted attention.

" OK, counsellor, let's negotiate the new deal."

They reiterated their previous agreement but added living
arrangements. They would go between each others places and on some nights,
when one had a tough schedule or had other commitments, they would stay by
themselves. They would try to cultivate shared things but still could do
things apart. Some things were on the banned list; the most import thing,
it was just the two of them. Tonight they would stay at Graham's and Robert
would leave for work from there. That required stops by both of them and
they agreed to meet later. When they did, they celebrated in the
appropriate way. They used the lube that Graham had stopped to buy.

The next morning they woke up a little later than usual. It was the
beginning of a new chapter in both their lives.

Both were very hard. Robert looked at him. "Shit, look at us and we have to
go to work, no time."

"A quickie?"

"It's late!"

"I could set a timer for 6 minutes and if not finished we just get up!" He
reached for the clock and began setting the timer.

Chuckling in absolute amazement, "Where do you get these ideas. You're,
you're not kidding!"

"The time is running and your wasting it."

Still shaking his head in disbelief, he swallowed Graham all the
way. Graham followed him in a 69. In a very short time, they were both
moaning, tensing and shooting.

Graham looked at him with a small smile, "Quite satisfactory, we even have
time for a short cuddle." A minute later the timer went off and Graham
jumped out of bed still partially erect with semen still evident.

Robert's only words were, " You ... un bloody believable!" Graham just
ambled to the bathroom laughing and shaking his ass as he walked. Robert
was up and gave it a slap and then a thorough fondle. The shower was
together to save time, was quick to save time and was erotic because it
just was.

They managed to put together a schedule that worked between the two places
and both noticed over the next weeks that they had more and more things to
do together. Neither minded one bit.

Then came the news of a possible hockey team. Robert was brimming over with
excitement. It was something that he had missed. They were at home at his
place one night and he was telling Graham all about it. Graham looked at
him and asked if they had a goalie. The answer was that they were searching
for one with no luck. Graham raised his eyebrows.

"No, you are not." The smile on Graham's face gave him the answer. "My god,
how many hidden talent do you have?"

"I knew that you liked hockey but you never told me you played, a forward
no less. Yeah, I played some intramural in high school and
University. Nothing spectacular but I can stop the odd goal."

Robert didn't even ask. He was on the phone to Phil in an instant. They had
their goalie. They had a great time together at Mark and John's planning
and getting the team in shape. They lost their first game but played
well. After their second game at an indoor arena, they were approached to
join a league after a team had folded and they joined.  They had practices
and planning session at a local pub. They had a whole new group of friends
who were gay and straight. No one knew who was what and as agreed, Graham
and Robert kept a low profile while they were working their way through the
beginnings of a relationship.

The real world finally caught up with them. Graham was busy at work with a
new outreach team trying to reach out to provide legal services to same sex
and common law couples. It was fascinating work but it took a lot of time
and late hours. Robert had some major policy papers to research and write
with very tight deadlines. They were both keeping odd hours. There were
many nights at home alone. One night Robert came home late to find that
Graham had decided to pack up and go home to his place. Both were
frustrated. Robert decided that he had to tackle this head on. It was time
and he had a suggestion. He got some things together and went over to
Graham's.

"Hi stranger. You gave up and came home, right?" Graham just nodded yes. "I
am missing you. Can I stay tonight?"

"Rob, I am not angry. It's just that much of what I have is here and if you
are not at your place, then it's more comfortable here. I really miss you."

"Solution, we need one home base." He paused to look for Graham's
reaction. "Yeah, it's my inimitable blunt approach." They looked at each
others for the longest time.

Finally, Graham broke the silence. "This place is rented and is basically
not much better than student living."

"Settled. For now, my place."

"Did I miss a step somewhere? Are we living together?"

"If you agree? Sort of sounds like it, doesn't it? Too fast? Keep yours for
a while or sublet it. Just in case"

Quizzically,"Just in case?"

"Just in case, my place or I don't agree with you or I kick you out. If you
rent, you can put the money into savings."

"More negotiations needed. We'll have to work something out, financially. I
won't be a kept man." The smiles and chuckles were back. "Oh and ... of
course."

"Of course what? That is not a sentence, no subject, no verb, no reference
point."

"You don't like my sentence structure? You HAVE been writing a lot. Of
course, ... you can stay tonight!"

They settled the deal with a kiss which led to the bedroom and eventually
to one of the best sleeps they had had in a week. The next day they changed
the message on the machine at Robert's place, no their home, to 'You have
reached 111 222-1234. Leave a message. Will get back as soon as
possible'. It was Graham's comment that if pronouns or subjects were a
problem, leave them out. He was an expert on pronouns. When he gave out his
new number, Graham told everyone that he had moved out of his student
accommodation to something a little better. He only gave the details to one
person, Andy, his brother with an invitation to visit. He and Rob had
agreed that it would be a really nice start. Friends would figure it out if
and when they compared their telephone numbers. John was the first to
notice.

It was actually Graham who received the call the day that John was attacked
by the furious ex partner of one of John's client. He immediately phoned
Mark, leaving Mark to contact John's parents. Mark's car was in for service
that day and he insisted that he would pick Mark up and drive him to the
hospital. He did the rounds of the office so their would be no surprises.
Then he quickly contacted Phil on the hockey team, asking him to spread the
word. When he picked Mark up, he got the info about his car. Arrangements
were made that he would pick it up and leave it in the hospital parking
lot. He and Robert would get it before closing that day. Not the day he had
expected, not the day John had expected.

When they got home. Graham was totally keyed up from the days
activities. They talked over what they could do for John and Mark while
sitting at the table eating a late supper. Graham really wanted to
help. Robert suggested doing some shopping for them. That led Graham's mind
to supper. That was it; they would get some take out food that John could
eat easily and take it over to them the next evening with enough for
leftovers for John the next day.

"Lover, you just don't stop do you?" Robert said this while looking at this
guy he had come to feel so good with. Graham returned the look but his look
turned to something very different. Graham slowly came to Robert and pulled
him up from the chair he was sitting in. The kiss was intense. There was no
doubting Graham's intentions and feelings.

"John was my first confidante. He got me to the club, to you. Do you have
any idea how that has changed my life?"

"As a matter of fact, big guy, I do. I am now part of your life. No, we are
part of each others."

Graham's eyes teared up. He gripped his man even harder. Then he stripped
him naked. Then he was stripped naked. He put his arms around Robert's
shoulders and moved him to the couch. He pushed Robert onto the couch and
then sat facing him, resting on his legs.

Graham in the most seductive voice he could manage, "My, look what I have
in front of me. A treat just for me." His hands were all over Robert's
chest. He got yelps when he suddenly pulled the hair. He noticed Rob's cock
jump. It did the same when he licked and bit first his right nipple and
then the left. Their two hard cocks were rubbing against each other. He
reached down to light encircle both and rub first gently and then harder
and faster. Both were breathless in minutes. Graham got up and returned
with the lube.

He held it in front of him looking at the lube and Robert. He looked at his
erection then at Robert's; he made it look as if he were deciding who to
put it on. There was no question in his mind. He put some in himself and
the slathered it on Robert's erection. Poised above him, leaning down to
kiss Robert, he slowly let the head penetrate him. He closed his eyes
enjoying the feelings that coursed through his body. Then he slid slowly
down not stopping until he was sitting on Robert. Robert had his eyes
closed feeling the hotness and the tightness encircling him. He was getting
harder with the pressure. Graham's mind just floated feeling the
fullness. He started to slowly move up and down. Occasionally Robert would
push up hard as he was going down. Pressure on his prostate, pressure on
Robert's hard cock. There were moans, little incoherent noises. Graham
became vocal as Robert started to stroke him hard, stopping occasionally to
just play with the head.

Both were close and as if by common consent, tonight there would be no
waiting. Graham could feel the urge, the tingling started in his balls. His
whole body seemed to convulse. The first explosion hit Robert's neck. He
was spasming hard around Robert's sensitive cock. After two hard strokes
up. He could feel Robert push deep and hold. Then he felt his contractions
which he copied by clenching his buttocks together, milking ever drop out
of him. They stayed like this looking at each other, kissing gently until
he felt Robert soften and come out. He was surprised how long it
took. Graham sat back to look at Robert.

"I don't want to clean up. You can if you want. I want to keep that part of
you in me. Hope that doesn't sound creepy."

"Lover, sex is passionate, messy and wonderful. Let's go to bed. Shower in
the morning." Robert marvelled at how different this man was in public and
in private. In public, quiet and gentle with others; no one could imagine
the inventive mind, the passion, the feelings he had. Prim and proper he
was not.

Surprises come together, he thought later. They were at home later that
week and Graham answered the telephone.

"Andy, how the hell are you doing?" He saw Robert smile, stop reading to
listen to the call

"Yes, we meant it about the visit. That weekend could be interesting, I'll
tell you about it later but Robert has cooked up a little scheme for
something at the club that night. You would arrive on Friday night? Even
better." They chatted for a minute and Robert went back to reading.

"You want to bring someone? Who? A buddy from University" Robert started
listening again. "Mandy, as in Amanda?" He said pronouncing the word
slowly. "She would like to see the city too? We only have one bedroom and
one couch that makes into a small bed. That would not be a problem?" He
looked at Robert and gave him a big wink and shake of my head saying
yes. The look Robert gave him back, told him that this conversation would
probably be out of his control very shortly. Robert motioned that he wanted
to say something. "I'll have to ask Robert." He turned on the speaker phone
telling Robert about the request.

"Is he asking us to contribute to juvenile delinquency and immorality? In
our home?"

"Tell him I am not a juvenile. And immorality? He is living in sin, having
corrupted my sweet innocent brother."

"Oh, my god, you don't know your brother well." He got a swat on the
head. "There are two of you in the world. I can put up with one smart ass
but two? Suicide may be the only alternative." They would have needed a
sound meter to decide who was laughing hardest.

"Suicide is a bit extreme. How about a couple slaps on the head. The pain
will make you forget."

"I just got one from your brother. We don't supply condoms and I want
silence at night."

"Don't need them and we can match each others levels of noise."

"Don't need them. Graham, your brother doesn't know what to do with it. He
will be a subject of pity."

"Enough!" Graham thundered. They both laughed at him.

"Nice try at the macho routine, brother."

Struggling to take control of the conversation again,"When do you plan on
arriving. Good, one of us will be here and we'll have some supper here. Any
dietary problems? No. How does smoked meat sound? Great. Hey Andy, we are
really looking forward to seeing you and Mandy. Really good hearing from
you. I'll email you with what's up on Friday; you can come with us or stay
here with Mandy."

When the phone connection was broken, "Nice guy. You are so lucky to have a
brother like that. Chip off the old block." He got another swat which led
to ....

He checked with John about Andy and Mandy coming to the club that Friday
night. No problem. He didn't know at that time exactly what Robert had
planned for the evening. John had convinced a group of straight guys to
come and meet their gay friends at the club, a gay dance club and
bar. Robert planned a special welcome for them. He might have reconsidered
if he had know the exact plan but probably not. He emailed Andy and told
him about Friday night, the straight guys that were coming, the
welcome. His reply was that it was neat, and that Mandy will love it.

They arrived and Mandy was a delight, bubbly, bright and outgoing. He had
the smoked meat ready with all the trimmings. But they were waiting for
Robert. They sat around and talked about their courses and the university
which he too had attended. Robert came in.

With a rye smile, Andy took one look at Robert, "I finally meet the guy who
has stolen my brother's heart. You are welcome to him." They shook hands
very warmly.

Robert looked at Mandy, "Mandy, really great to meet you. Pleasure to have
you here. Put your stuff in the bedroom. That's where you will be
sleeping." Both tried to interrupt. He held up his hand. "We have a hockey
game tomorrow morning and we don't want to wake you. This is not a
negotiation; we both want it." He winked and moved his head towards the
room.

They received the nicest smiles from both Andy and Mandy as they took their
bags into the bedroom. Supper was fun. Robert was excited about the
evening. Graham told them that he was like a kid about tonight.

"Not fair. You started my mind working with the comment about a special
welcome."

"Yes, but I forgot how warped your mind was."

"You like my warped mind." He ogled him. "Oh sorry young ones. I guess I
should be more circumspect." Laughs around the table.

Andy, "Why start now, being circumspect?"

"Ouch it starts again."

"Guys why don't you go freshen up. There is one bathroom with shower; so
let us know when you are ready."

They arrived early at the club, got drinks and did the introductions. Both
were received with warmth and soon were part of the gang. Graham had not
gone with them as he had agreed to join the straight guys at John and
Mark's and come over with them. He didn't know exactly what to expect.

They walked in. Graham noticed that everyone at the table looked
expectant. He heard the words ' fresh meat, looks good' but almost
immediately Robert stood up.

Suddenly, he was pointing at him. "I want the cute one. He is mine." Robert
advanced on him. Suddenly, he understood. Most of the straight guys didn't
know that he and Robert were going together. He realized what his role
should be. He backed up looking as frightened and on the defensive as
possible. Robert reached him, grabbed him and kissed him. He struggled a
bit and as he started to laugh, the guys at the table broke up with fingers
pointing at the straight guys, mimicking the looks of shock on their
faces. He could see Andy and Mandy laughing hard. It was funny; he gave Rob
a bit of tongue as a reward. He whispered in his ear that it was a
brilliant idea and that more rewards would come later. The surprise for
Graham came when John, trying to calm the straight guys' shock, told them
that Robert and Graham were going out together.

However, that broke the ice for everyone. There were drinks and
talk. John's plan was working. He had wanted the two groups to mix. He
noticed that Eric and Dave seemed to have hit it off.

He heard someone at the table warn Andy and Mandy, "Don't be surprised if
you get your asses groped."

Andy shrugged his shoulder. Mandy looked at all the guys, "I know I'll
enjoy it. Hope the straight guys will. I know Andy will. Bring it on!" She
gave Andy a wonderful little smile and a peck on the lips. Then she grabbed
him up to dance.

Rob looked at me, "A real winner. Come on big guy you have been outed,
let's dance. Bet it feels good."

"No, it's you that feels good but yes, I feel a little more liberated. A
few more to go."

That night and the rest of the weekend went as he could only have
hoped. Both Andy and Mandy were excellent guests, helping with meals and
clean up. There seemed to be a real bond between them. An idea was turning
around in his head, the cottage in the spring, the group of them there. He
decided to just let it percolate.

Life got hectic again in the next weeks but living together just made it
easier to support each other. Graham came down with a flu a couple of weeks
after the visit. By Thursday of the week, he was just feeling as if he
might live. Finally, he was up and around today at home but still
tired. The telephone rang. He didn't have the energy to answer. It went to
the answering machine. "Graham, Andy here. They told me at work that you
have been home sick for a few days. When you get this, phone
immediately. It is important ...." He sprinted for the telephone.

"Andy, don't hang up." He started his dry cough.

"You sound like hell. Graham. It's Dad. They rushed him to the hospital. It
looks like a heart attack. Mom is beside herself and I have an exam in two
hours and one tomorrow. Oh shit and you are sick."

"I am almost over it. I am leaving for Mom and Dad's as soon as I can. No,
I don't have a fever and just have a few of the last symptoms. I'll be very
careful about seeing Dad. Mom will need the support and help. Don't come up
until it won't affect your exams."

"Are you sure? You are a life saver"

"I'll phone and talk or leave a message as soon as I know more." They
talked a bit more. Now Rob.

"Hi Rob. No I'm OK. But Rob, bad news. Dad has had a heart attack and I
have to drive home, now."

"I'll be home in 15 minutes. Wait for me."

Rob arrived home with a determined look. "You look like hell still. I have
taken two days off and I am driving you. No debate. There is that definite
enough. No discussion."

Graham's answer was a pathetic hug and a weak voiced thank you. He had
phoned work and packed.

They arrived a few hours later to an empty house. His mother must be at the
hospital.

"Where's your brother's room?"

"Down the hall. Last room on the right. Why?"

"For my bags and stuff. This not the time to come out to your parents. You
were sick and I am friend who volunteered to drive you. You don't have to
tell your Mom, that, if you are feeling better, there might be a visitor in
your room tonight. Sounds like fun creeping into someone's bedroom." He
wiggled his eyebrows.

"Rob, I can't even kiss you to show you how much you mean to me."

"I know. It's mutual. You go to the hospital. I am going to buy a small
roast and make a pot roast for supper. Oh don't look at me like that. It's
easy and I want to help. We need to eat."

"Stop, I have to say it. We have gone slowly step by step. Do you know how
I feel about you."

"I think I do. Tell me." Softly, "Please."

"Rob, I love you."

There was silence between them as they searched the other for regret, fear,
happiness, joy. "Graham, I wanted you to say it first. You have brought joy
and contentment to my life. I have loved you for months." Their eyes were
moist. "Kiss me goddamn it. You are past the contagious stage and I don't
care anyway."

Anybody who has been there, knows that kiss. It is a gentle, tender
caress. While it may go on to the erotic, it doesn't have to, that will
come later. For them it was soft and gentle but still passionate; each
meant what they said and no more words were necessary.

Reality always has to come. Robert gently slapped Graham's rear, "You have
a hospital to visit. I promise to continue this tonight." They put their
arms around the other as they walked to the door. Robert shook his head and
smiled as Graham drove off. Who would have guessed? He was more happy than
he could remember.

Graham phoned several times. His father was improving and it looked as if
there was no visible damage. They arrived home in mid afternoon. The first
words that Robert heard were, "What is that wonderful smell?"

"Pot roast I think, Mom. Come I want you to meet Robert." Robert poked his
head out of the kitchen. "Mom, my friend Robert."

"If you are the cook, you are many times welcome. My mouth is
watering. Actually, you would be more than welcome at any time." They shook
hands and took stock of each other. Robert saw a fit, good looking woman of
50 + years. He could see some of Graham in her face but not her
body. Thinner and willowy. She saw a rather good looking man, maybe over
6', well built, sort of like some of the swimmers she had seen in Olympic
events. His hair was nicely groomed and a lovely medium brown colour. It
was hard to explain it but his eyes shone.

They decided to have an early supper and then she would probably read for a
bit and get to bed early. She sat in the kitchen as the two guys set the
table and served the food. They worked like a team, not having to say a
lot.

"Rob, did you get that nice cab that we like?"

"No they didn't have it but I got that Australian Shiraz that you like."

"Great. Let's eat. Hey, Mom he is trying to impress us, he even let the
wine breathe."

"You always say that it tastes better."

The meal was delicious. They talked about the patient and how grouchy he
was. Complaining about the food, the bed, the fussing. Graham commented
that at least Dad was in the hospital not at home doing it. After supper,
Graham told them to get lost. Rob had cooked, he cleaned up was his
explanation. Rob and his mother went in to put their feet up and to get to
know each other. Graham was so pleased as he heard the easy talk between
the two in the living room. She went to bed early and Rob and Graham
watched some TV and then retired.

Graham was in his room. He had just taken his shirt and pants off when he
heard the door open quietly behind him. Robert put on an act of creeping
quietly into the room.

"I feel like a teenager sneaking into someones bedroom and perfectly
timed. You look so sexy in underwear. Come here big guy."

Graham looked at Robert who had slightly damp hair from his shower and his
travel robe on. Incredible. He moved to him and opened the robe. As he
hoped, nothing underneath it.

"A little risque, don't you think?"

"Not as risque as that bulge forming." Rob, pointing to the tent forming in
Graham's boxer shorts.

"I can take care of that." Graham grazed his fingers lightly over Rob's
plumping cock. Very quickly it was erect. "Now that is risque."

Graham knelt down and licked the head. He took it in his mouth and he felt
Rob's hands moving through his hair. A few minutes later, Rob stepped back
and pulled Graham up and pulled off his shorts. He always loved the look of
his cock sticking up with a gleam of wetness on the tip. He loved the taste
and feel of it in his mouth. But first, he made him lie on the bed and
sucked each ball while his hands stroked his thighs. He had Graham
squirming.

Rob stopped, looked up at the Graham's face, flushed with pleasure. He got
up and took out the lube in the pocket of his robe, handed it to Graham and
then knelt on his hands and knees on the bed beside him. No words were
whispered. He watched Graham put lube on himself and could feel him kneel
on the bed behind him. It became obvious that Graham was in a teasing
mood. The head of his cock just teased his opening with little jabs around
it and Graham leaned on him playing with his chest and nipples. Rob felt
himself getting harder and pulsing; he was so turned on.

"Please big guy, enough torture, I need you."

"Turn your head, I have to kiss you."

As they kissed, Graham slipped into him. Rob wanted to cry out in pleasure
but all he could do was shiver and sigh softly. Graham was filled with
passion tonight after their commitment earlier in the day. He felt on
fire. He could not get enough of Robert. At times he thrust hard and deep;
at other, he just probed in short strokes with his head just at the
entrance. He finally withdrew. Telling Rob that he had to see him and had
him lie on his back.

Before he entered him, Rob lightly fingered Graham's cock. Rob smiled at
the pleasure he was giving him. When he entered again, it was with
increased intensity for both. Graham would not last long and shortly Rob
felt the last thrust in deep and he could feel all the spasms as Graham
fired shot after shot into him. Rob knew that he was next and he didn't
have to wait. Graham was on him, using hands, tongue and mouth to bring him
to an amazing climax. He muttered as he came that Graham was to keep some
to share.  Both were amazed at how erotic it was to share as they kissed
moments later. They held each other content in the warmth of each others
bodies, muttering words of endearment. They fell asleep. Graham felt Rob
getting up early the next morning.

Looking at his lover, Rob just smiled sweetly, "Have to make my bed look
slept in."

Rob woke in his bed an hour later. Very hard, a little sore but filled with
exuberance and the zest of life He decided that they all needed a good
hearty breakfast. He had bought some good bacon, sausages, tomatoes and
eggs yesterday. He got up quietly and started to prepare a fry up.

Suddenly Graham was awake and he heard noises in the kitchen. He threw on a
gown and made his way to the kitchen.

"Good morning, sleepy head, lover." Rob was preparing a full morning
breakfast. "Have to have a hearty breakfast to get this long day going."

Graham looked at him silently marvelling at this man, his man. Throwing
caution to the wind, he grabbed Rob and kissed him. Both men kissed each
other with passion.

Rob was the first to speak. "Lover, you amaze me. Last night was one that
will live in my memory." They heard a door open. The disengaged and
rearranged themselves. Graham actually had to sit down as had nothing on
under his gown. He was a little obvious.

"Hi Mom, you are up early." He managed to get out.

"This late for me. Am I to be wined and dined again? In my own house? Is
this your usual fare at breakfast?"

"Mom, we don't eat like this every day. Usually it is just toast or
cereal. I think that Rob just wanted a good hearty breakfast for the long
day ahead."

"I shall be gracious. Thank you Rob, I love a good breakfast like this once
in a while especially when someone else makes it.

Having settled down from their kiss, Graham got up. "I'll make the coffee."
The two worked as a team, telling Mom to get the paper and relax. She
sighed contentedly, saying that they were going to spoil her.

Rob went to the hospital to meet Dad, Eric to him he was told. They hit it
off right away. The pot roast sandwiches they brought with them didn't hurt
at all. Eric was surprised at who made them and enjoyed them like a gourmet
meal. Rob excused himself saying that he had a couple of things to do. What
he did was to go back and put the turkey he had bought in the oven. When
Mom and Graham arrived home, Mom's eyes almost pop out of her head. She was
literally speechless. After clean up and rest, she was served turkey,
gravy, dressing, mashed potatoes, peas and cranberry sauce. Rob apologized
for the canned cranberry sauce. His explanation was simple. They now had
leftover meals for days and something to take to Eric for Sunday
dinner. Mom just shook her head in disbelief and thanks.

Graham's thanks were just as sincere later but a little earthier. They
involved Rob treating him as he had treated Rob last night. No complaints
from either.

Graham woke to hear noises in the kitchen and no one in his bed. He
ventured into the kitchen to find his mother making breakfast her way,
European style, toast, sliced ham and cheese with a wonderful strong
coffee. Rob must be really tired from last night Graham figured.

Over coffee, his mother looked at him. "He is a really nice friend."

"Yeah we met last December and have become close."

"I'd say very close."

Graham looked at his mother with a question on his face.

"You know each others breakfast habits. You work like a team that has done
these household things together a lot. They didn't have the wine 'we'
like. I could go on. More than a friend, Graham?"

"How would you feel if I said yes?"

"Son, if you are happy and this is your decision then I shall feel very
good. I thought things over last night. You have never mentioned a
girlfriend in years. Always looking, some possibilities. Always deflecting
comments away. You introduced him as Robert but often call him Rob. I heard
him call you big guy once. You both use the same tone, endearment."

"Mom, until December, I was unhappy about that part of my life. Mom, this
is a small town people talk, judge."

"Graham this is 2012. I don't care. He is a wonderful man."

"Mom, I am so lucky, you, him." Tears did come. They hugged. They heard
movement down the hall. Rob walked in looking at the two of us.

"Graham are you OK? Nothing has happened, has it?"

"Everything has happened. No, it's good Rob. Mom, meet my partner, Rob" He
got up and put his around his shoulder, whispering, "We weren't as clever
as we thought."

Rob kept on looking at the two of them as if were from another planet.

Mom got up and hugged Rob. "Call me Mom."

"Oh shit, you figured us out. Opps sorry. Nothing would please me more."

Robert and Graham both thought, amazing, that was it. They ate
breakfast. They planned the day. There were some more discoveries and plans
made throughout the day.

Mom, "How are you going to deal with Andy." Graham and Rob looked at each
other. "What it that look?"

"Andy found out at Christmas. He read an email from Robert to me. He has
visited us for a weekend."

Mom just smiled, "Probably brought that cute, smart, outgoing Mandy with
him."

"Mom what century were you born in? You amaze me."

"I wasn't born yesterday. I read the newspaper and note the social trends,
even if I come from a small town. Is that a yes or a no?"

"You'll have to ask him."

"I'll take that as a yes." Graham and Robert both burst out laughing. The
final coup from Mom was, "Do you need any help moving Rob's stuff into your
room. I always thought it was more comfortable, the bed that is."

Rob, "Mom, somehow I think that we can manage that. Your blessing and good
grace is more than enough." Mom got up and gave him a kiss.

"Am I to be left out of this love fest." Mom stood up, with a mischievous
look she signalled Rob to follow, they both kissed him. Rob gave him a
little tongue just for the hell of it. Graham shook his head at the two of
them.

"Just for now, let's keep your father out of the loop. We'll let his heart
recover first." Really big smile from Mom. "Guaranteed, Dad will be OK
about all of this." Why did both think that was 'he'll be OK or else'?
Robert smirked, thinking another spine of steel.

They took a meal to Eric who was beside himself with thanks. They made
arrangements to see the doctor together the next day. Andy had phoned to
say that his exams were finished. Graham had reported in detail the
conversation with his mother and it was agreed that Mandy could come if she
wanted but Andy should arrange with Mom first. One or both would arrive
tomorrow. Mom's sister was arriving in mid week to stay for an indefinite
period. So it was agreed that the guys would come back in two weeks. They
left with kisses and moist eyes on Monday afternoon.

On Graham's suggestion, Rob phoned his parents, from the car, to ask if
they could stop by for a short visit and supper on the way home. Graham
could hear that he was getting a bit of grilling about who he was bringing
and where they were coming from. Even Graham could sense the dark clouds
gathering.

Rob looked out the window after the call and sighed, "The comparison with
your mother and your brother, no, there is no comparison. Remember this is
the first time I have brought someone home, ever. To this date, my
'choices' have been hypothetical, not seen, not experienced. I swear if the
reception goes off, we are leaving.  "

"Rob give them time, I am a big guy. I can handle a lot; let me handle
it. I promise that I shall not hold your hand, hug you, kiss you
passionately, give you sultry looks. Our relationship shall be discrete
tonight. Just to let you know the play on words. I would spell it
d-i-s-c-r-e-t-e." It took a second while he processed the play on words and
then shook his head and chuckled.

"Thanks for lightening the situation. The real question is can I handle
it?" He got THE look from Graham. All Rob could think, was that this was no
way to end the most wonderful weekend in years. But Graham was correct;
they had to start somewhere and had to try. Might as well do it while he
was on a high. At least it was a short exposure.


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Author's Note:

There is a another chapter coming. It is being written and then proof read,
a task that is necessary but at which I am not good and very slow.
Publication could be a bit longer than usual. Hope you enjoyed this one.

A little self promotion. If you liked this story, you might want to read
the others that I have published on Nifty. In particular, Unexpected Change
has had the most positive comments; one of my favourites is Getting My Act
Together.

Unexpected Change, Nifty, College, April 16, 2011
Friendship, Nifty, Adult Friends, May 20, 2011
Surprising Last Year at University, Nifty, College, June 9, 2011
Murder Changed My Life, Nifty, Beginnings, July 8, 2011
What is Love?, Nifty, Beginnings, August 31, 2011
Getting My Act Together, Nifty, Adult-Friends, November 10, 2011
Surprised, Nifty, Adult-Friends, January 14, 2012
Surprised Eric and Dave, Beginnings, February 10, 2012
Surprised Graham and Robert, Nifty, Adult-Friends, March 1, 2012