Date: Thu, 22 Mar 2012 18:23:52 -0400
From: preecherdave@gmail.com
Subject: Surprised Graham and Robert 3

Surprised Graham and Robert 3


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

Previously, from Surprised Graham and Robert 2

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.

Chapter 3

The drive seemed to be very short. Suddenly, they were pulling up outside
Robert's home. Graham just had to take one look; they obviously had
money. It was a large house in an expensive neighbourhood. One more
contrast between the two families.

Robert's father, Don McLeod, opened the door. Firm handshake. A man in his
late 50s, trim but a little on the heavy side. His face was a little
red. Was that high blood pressure? Probably built like Robert when he was
younger. The welcome was sincere but not enthusiastic to either son or
friend. Something good was cooking. Susan McLeod came quickly into the
room. She was more animated and seemed more friendly to both of the
guys. Kiss to Robert and handshake to Graham.

Drinks were served sitting in the living room and supper promised in a 10
to 15 minutes. 'Time to get to know each other'. Graham's job seemed to
impress Don, a bit. How did they know each other? What club? Oh yes, he
knew of it. Not impressed. What was wrong with Graham's
father. Unfortunate. Why did Robert go? Could have been complicated but
explained by Graham's flu and Robert's decision to drive. Nice of
Robert. Where did Graham live in the city? Quick looks were exchanged
between Robert and Graham

Robert took over that part. Graham had just started to work and had rented
very small quarters and Robert had offered to let him stay at his place for
a while to search out good accommodations at an affordable price. But there
is only one bedroom, Don had commented. Don was going to push it. Thinking
quickly, Robert had a choice, the couch in the living room or his bed. He
decided on direct, like his father's comment.

"Dad, we share the bedroom." Ah, the question and the answer. The room
chilled a bit, quite a bit.

"So this is how you introduce us to your new partner. Just drop by for
supper."

"Dad, let's be honest. Maybe it is the time for some honest talk. You are
the one who pushed the question." He paused looking at his father directly
and intently "There was no need for the one bedroom comment. You could have
just let us come and go with my explanation of Graham's move. I left wiggle
room. I wanted you to meet Graham with no fuss. Graham really was sick this
last week and I didn't want him to drive. We were passing by after a tough
weekend with his mother and father. We could have just driven on. A quick
question, would you have asked the same question if Brian arrived with a
girl in this way."

"That's different." Wisely, Robert just went quiet but his face said how
and why? It was obvious that Don liked to be direct but he was one of those
who didn't like to be on the receiving end. There had been messages passed
between Don and Susan. Don did not look pleased but he stopped talking as
well.

Thank god for Susan. "You know I think that supper is ready. Red wine OK
for all?" Graham said yes but he wanted to yell, yes and lots of it, for
god's sake. Graham gave a her a quick smile and a very quiet thank you as
he passed by her. She gave him a smile of appreciation.

Graham had decided that he had to take some control of the
situation. First, shift the attention.

"Susan the food smells great. It has made me twice as hungry." Another a
little smile of thanks. She served a really delicious meal. They all tucked
in.

"Don this is a really nice house and neighbourhood. How long have you been
here?" They were off on a discussion of areas in the city and talk about
the house and what they had done to it. When that topic wore out, he was
prepared.

"Robert tells me that you are in business. How is the present business
climate affecting you?" That really got him going. The temperature warmed
considerably. Graham threw in a few things that he had read in the
Economist or Globe and Mail to enliven the subject or illustrate a point.

Seconds were in the offing from Susan. He broke his conversation with
Don. "Yes, I could have just a bit more of the meat and the vegetables. No,
not too much. No, enough wine, it was excellent but I have to drive back
home. Yes, we probably will split it about half way." He talked about the
food. He noticed that Robert had had only a small amount of wine. A couple
of times Graham glanced at him out of the corner of his eye. He couldn't
interpret the look or his mood but Robert remained silent making the odd
comment or chatting quietly with his mother. Dessert was excellent.

He knew that he had taken charge. So he had to set the scene for
leaving. At a convenient time, he looked at his watch. "Cannot believe the
time. Thank you both for a really nice evening. We both took a couple of
days off and have to be in work early tomorrow." He shrugged his
shoulders. They made preparations to leave.

Susan and he were saying goodbye as she very quietly whispered, "Thank you
so much. They are like two bulls. I'll work on Don. We are going to set a
date when we or the entire family can get together. You will be included."
She reached up and gave him a kiss.

He heard Robert say to his Dad, "Thanks Dad, a good evening, excellent food
and a very good wine. Do you have any other good ones like that one that
you can tell me about? Good. Could you send me some names by email." They
shook hands.

When Graham shook hands with Don, Don said that they would have to talk
more and that he wanted to hear more about what he was up to at the law
firm.

There was silence between them as they went to the car. Graham hoped he
hadn't done something wrong or misspoken. Robert didn't know what to
say. He had seen few such perfect performances in his life.

Graham was about to ask if there was problem when Robert broke the
silence. "Big guy, please pull over to the curb just up there." Graham was
flummoxed as he had no idea what was going on but the use of his pet name
meant something, he hoped. He had just walked the minefields of the McLeod
household, he needed a respite.

"I cannot remember the expression but it is something like 'you attract
more things with honey than with vinegar'. Thank you and I am going to give
you something right here; it can't wait."  He leaned over and gave him a
passionate kiss. "Now you can drive. We discuss this later. Except, you
were brilliant, lover." They drove in companionable quiet a lot of the way,
each in his own world of thought. Both realized what an extraordinary 4
days they had had.

6:30 am. came too soon, Tuesday morning. Both remembered and felt the early
bedtime and the slow passionate love between them when they arrived
home. As they woke, they kissed, laughed at each others hardness, making
unkind comments about each others sexual prowess and who did what to whom
but both agreed, no quickie this morning. Last night would remain with them
all day. They left for work refreshed and invigorated.

The week was busy with catching up at work and at home. They had a hockey
game in their league Thursday after work. It was their first in a while and
both were excited. Their team played well and Graham didn't have to make a
lot of saves. It gave him time to contemplate the last week. It had been
like very few in his life before.

He watched Robert get a breakaway. He saw the long graceful strides down
the ice.  His body movements were graceful. It was almost like a dance as
he moved with his legs and skated and stick handled down the ice. In his
mind, he saw that body and those legs as Robert had come out of the shower
that morning. His hair slicked to his scalp, the hair on his chest matted,
his cock slightly plump from being handled during washing, balls hanging
loosely, those wonderful muscled legs that folded over his back when he
entered him. Shit, he was getting hard. Luckily, he saw the play developing
and with muscle memory and instinct, he blocked the shot. Robert skated by
him, "Nice save, big guy."

Graham was in the kitchen after the game waiting, leaning against the
counter. Robert came in. He stopped and looked at him. Robert quickly
processed the lean on the counter, the look. He saw why people called it a
smouldering look. It was in the eyes mostly, open and not blinking but with
just the faintest slit. The look was intense, muscles of the face tense. He
decided to have a bit of fun.

"What!"

Graham stared and finally said, "Strip!"

The game was on. "What! What if I am not in the mood?"

"That would be unfortunate. I guess I would have to see what I could do to
get you in the mood. Come here!"

Robert was smiling inside as he was more than in the mood but he stood
still and gave the slightest shrug to his shoulders.

Graham, moving towards him, "OK, this way may involve a bit more pain but
you made your choice." Graham couldn't keep just a trace of a smile from
his face. "As your father says, choices."

Graham kissed him with passion. He almost tore his shirt and t shirt
off. His hands were all over his chest. He ran his hands through the hair
at first lightly and then started to pull it, lightly and then harder and
harder. He heard a small gasp from Robert. "Choices." Little flicks to the
nipples, then rubbing them with thumb and finger, lightly, adding more and
more pressure until he could see Robert's eyes getting bigger. Then he did
the same with his teeth.

"Oh, shit, big guy, I am yours, I am in the mood."

Graham shrugged, "Choices."

He put his hands on Robert's very full crotch and squeezed, increasing the
pressure until he really got his attention. Pants were opened and pulled
down with the shorts in one fast pull. Same method with balls and cock. His
last attention getter was to light scrape his teeth over the head, while
running a finger up his crack probing at his hole.

With urgency, "Where is the lube? Graham I need you in me now."

"Oh, finally in the mood? About time. Watching you during the game turned
me on. I saw your graceful and athletic body on ice and then had a
flashback to you getting out of the shower this morning. You had me turned
on on the ice. That goal I stopped towards the end was just instinct I was
focused on your naked image this morning. I was hard from watching you and
remembering this morning. He pulled the lube out of his jeans, still fully
dressed but very obviously aroused. He stood back and started to undress
slowly.

"Oh, shit, hurry it up."

With a huge smile, "Choices."

Rob lunged forward grabbed the lube, lubed himself and the minute that
Graham was naked, he covered him with kisses. Then Robert moved and leaned
against the counter. He turned his head, "Please, kiss me as you enter. Go
in as fast and as hard as you want."

Graham had no intention of even possibly hurting him so it would be slow at
first. They kissed. He entered and continued to kiss with just his head
in. Rob could feel Graham getting fuller as he was surrounded by him. Rob
was so tight and so hot. Both felt that they could almost explode right
then but they willed some calm.

In almost desperation, Rob pushed back forcing Graham in all the way. Rob
gasped with pleasure. Graham held himself all the way in, biting Rob's
shoulders and raking his chest and stomach with his nails. Rob was mumbling
and moaning. He tried to stroke his own hard cock but Graham swatted his
hand aside. "My job, my way, my timing." He knew what he wanted. He stroked
Rob almost delicately, feeling the hardness and wetness at the tip. He
played with the head, lightly circling it, adding light touches at
times. Then he started to stroke himself in and out of Rob.

Rob turned his head for a kiss. His eyes were blazing, his face was
red. "Take me hard and fast. Don't stop until I feel you finishing in
me. Stroke me hard, please."

"I have plans." He increased his tempo and all too soon he felt his orgasm
starting and then hurtling through his groin and body. He yelled out his
pleasure. When he finished, he withdrew. He turned Rob around and covered
him with lube; Graham turned to the counter. "I need you so badly."

Rob entered him and Graham asked him to stoke his cock as he was still
hard. A possibility was forming in his head. Rob was very vocal as he
stroked fast and hard in and out. Very soon, Graham could feel the change
in rhythm; Rob's finish was close. As he came inside him, he stopped
stroking Graham for a minute but Graham stayed hard. When Rob's breathing
returned to normal and he came out, he turned Graham around and looked at
him. "You are still hard? Come!"

He led him to the bedroom. Rob lay on the bed. He just smiled, spreading
his legs and pulling them up to his chest. "Come on. You can do it. I know
your plan." Graham entered him. It was long and loving. They eventually
turned on their side with Graham in behind, making slow love to Rob as he
stroked Rob's cock. For both, the second time was stronger and the
sensations magnified many times.

"Big guy, you never cease to amaze. You certainly are not bad at the sex
part. In fact, not bad at all the parts, as well."

"Can't help it; you motivate me. I love you." They fell asleep.

The telephone rang several nights later. Graham answered. "Hello Susan. How
are you? Nice to hear from you." They chatted and she asked to speak to
Robert.

"Hi, Mom. Unexpected call. Everything OK? I know you don't have to phone
only if there is problem. You are calling about the May 24 weekend. All the
family? There may be a bit of conflict as I think that Graham usually goes
to his parent's cottage on that weekend. OK, I understand this is a special
family gathering and Graham is expected. Mom, he and I have to talk about
this. Your are correct. We make these decisions together.  Thanks. Talk to
you soon."

"Sounds as if we need a planning session?"

"We are very close and share everything?" He looked at Graham to see his
reaction. Graham almost glowed with pleasure. "I'm glad I was seated. Mom
wants to get all the family together as a family and you are part of
it. Wow, what did she do to Dad? What about your family?"

They arrived at a possible solution. They would spend that weekend with
Robert's family at the cottage. Graham suggested the idea that had
percolated in his head. They would invite Andy and probably Mandy to go to
his parent's cottage the next weekend. He would talk it over with his
parents who might want to come or just come out for some meals as the
cottage was small and quite close to town. Graham wondered if Robert would
like to invite his brother, Brian, to come as well. Rob was very
hesitant. Graham suggested that they see how things went on the 24th
weekend and make a decision then.

Graham and Rob had visited Graham's parents several times over the last
while and Graham phoned his mother and they talked it through. She thought
that it was a great idea but only if she and Eric could could come out for
supper and cards on the Saturday night. It sounded like a lot of fun.

 A week later, Robert had given a lot of thought to his situation and had
come to a big decision which he put into action by setting up an
appointment with Scott at Graham's law firm. Tonight they had to talk.

Before supper, Rob looked at Graham. "Big guy we have to talk. Don't look
like that. There is nothing wrong. I might see you at work on Thursday." He
had Graham's attention. "I need your permission for some things. John's
attack, your father's heart attack have given me a lot to think about. I
have an appointment with Scott on Thursday. Powers of Attorney. I want you
as one of people named on my Powers of Attorney for Personal Care and I
want to discuss Powers of Attorney for Property."

"You don't fool around with the light stuff. This is heavy duty. Sometimes
you really surprise me. Let's start with Personal Care. What is it that you
want?"

"I live in the city with no relatives. I don't trust my brother.  Mom and
Dad are far away and we are not totally in sync with each other. I want you
to be able to make decisions if we travel or in emergencies. I want you to
be part of the decision making if decisions have to be made. We are doing a
lot of highway driving. No way are you to be turned away like Mark if I am
in hospital after an emergency." He shrugged his shoulders. "Am I going to
fast for you?"

"You do know what this means, implies?"

"Yes, this is not spur of the moment; that's why I asked if this was too
fast."

"Would it be too fast if I did the same thing?"

They looked at each as they had done before, looking for signs of shock,
fear, doubts.  Each knew that this would no longer be a relationship; they
would be partners.

"Rob, let's do it together."

"By the way, I want it even tighter with you as my named person for
Property. This apartment is ours. I don't want anyone coming in with the
power to turn you out."

"I'm glad that I was sitting down for this talk."

"I have reservations for us at Baileys. We can discuss the details or
not. I think somehow this calls for a special occasion."

"You think?" That was all that came out.

"Glad I can shock you sometimes."

Supper at the restaurant was magical. They lingered over their food. There
were touches of each others hand, legs under the table. Their waiter smiled
when he caught them holding hands. "This appears to be a special event. I
hope that you enjoyed your meal."

"Very special. It is a night to remember. Thanks for being so
understanding."

They strolled back to the condo, walking close together, touching each
other lightly. Neither wanted this evening to end. Their celebration at
home later that night was long and very passionate and cemented the new
partnership.

The rest of the late winter and early spring passed by quickly. They had
hockey until it finished. Both were taking martial arts training for
defence and to learn a new skill. They worked out. There were nights at the
club and at the Pub with their hockey friends. They had started going to
hear the orchestra. Both had discovered listening to the Vienna
Philharmonic that they liked orchestral music. They had started by going to
some pops concerts and some jazz concerts. They had tried a concert of
Stravinsky and Grieg and found that they enjoyed it thoroughly. They saw a
number of more artistic films with Mark and John. It turned out to be a
real bonding with them.

Finally, the Victoria Day long weekend in May came. The plan was for the
family to meet for lunch on the Saturday. Rob and Graham decided to leave
early and to arrive early to establish some ground rules like who was
sleeping where and with whom. They were the first to arrive.

Graham took it all in. This was not a cottage by his definition. It was a
house on a lake. Rob had a key and they walked in with food and wine they
had brought and with their bags. Food in the kitchen. Wow, all the
conveniences including a dishwasher and even an espresso machine. Then they
grabbed their bags and Rob gave him the tour as they went to his room,
their room. Luckily it had a double bed. They established their spot and
where they were staying with both their bags in the open.

"This is going to be cozy. Unlike our cottage, the rooms have ceilings and
solid doors."

"Your dirty mind at work. Sound still travels easily. You are cut off for
the weekend."

"I may have to go home but luckily, knowing you, you'll find a way. You are
just too lusty." Rob just gave his little, innocent boy look. Then, they
gave each other a not so innocent kiss.

"Let's open the place up and get some chairs and stuff outside."

It was really a magnificent day; the sun was out and even at 10:30 it was
already 18 Celsius. They worked for about 30 minutes opening windows,
putting food and drink away. They went down to the lake and sat by the
water with a beer each. It was heavenly. That's where they were when the
first car arrived. It was Brian and a girlfriend.

Brian got out of the car and a lithe brunette came out of the passengers
side. Rob and Graham walked to greet them.

Brian watched them come, looking directly at Graham. Graham could see that
he was obviously giving him the once over. What would he do if Rob did the
same thing to his girlfriend? Graham smiled inwardly remembering Don's
words, 'that's different'.

Rob looked at the girlfriend, "Hi, welcome, I'm Robert, the brother. Nice
to have you here." She introduced herself as Julie.

Graham looked directly at Brian and with the enthusiasm, "Brian, nice to
finally meet you."

Graham had advanced with his hand out to shake hands but before he could
reach him Brian had said, almost curtly, that he was pleased to meet him
and had turned to go to the trunk to get luggage. To Graham it was obvious
that he had decided to he wasn't about to shake hands. Graham had a tight
smile and thought, strike one. Graham turned to Julie and made conversation
about the trip up, the beauty of the place.

They offered to help bring some of the stuff up to the house. Brian
muttered that it was OK that they could manage.  None of this was lost on
Rob. Graham looked at him and gave him a shake of the head and a small
smile.

They walked to the cottage. Graham and Julie lingered outside. Inside,
Brian turned to Rob, "What room are you in?"

"I decided to just use our usual rooms."

"Where is he sleeping?"

"Where is she sleeping?"

"That's none of your business!"

"Couldn't have put it better myself. For one time only, he has a name. It
is Graham to all of us! I know Julie's name and shall use it all
weekend. Enough said?" Brian turned and walked to his room. Rob just
sighed. He turned to find Graham smiling at him.

"Thanks for that. I am forewarned and shall take care of myself." To
himself, strike two.

He gave Rob a peck on the lips. Julie had just walked in and said
sincerely, "Cute. See you in a sec. I'm hungry. Let's get some lunch. You
know it would be nice to make a sandwich and eat down by the lake." They
liked her already. Rob hoped that he and Brian would not spoil the weekend.

It was peaceful with sun glinting off a calm lake. The fresh smell of
spring was in the air, far from the city and the noise and
smells. Conversation between Rob, Graham and Julie was light and
refreshing, like the day. Rob noticed that Brian was sitting back almost in
his own little world. Even funny comments by Julie to him did not seem to
drag him back.

They had just finished when two cars crunched into the gravel parking
area. Everyone had arrived. Rob and Graham stood up and started to walk up
to the cars. Susan and Don got out looking as if they were refreshed
already. They waved at each other. Kids poured out of the other car. They
were excited and the minute they saw Rob they ran helter skelter towards
him. Big hugs and kisses. They looked at Graham and said that he must be
Uncle Rob's friend. Ah, they way had been paved.

"Hi guys, I'm Graham. Who are you? You look like you have escaped from your
parents." He whispered conspiratorially.  "Do you have names?"

A young boy of 10 or so piped up, "I'm John."

"And I'm Melissa." That came from a pretty young girl, a couple of years
younger."

"Now let me see. I need special names for you both. John. No, how about
Jack?" A shake of the head no. "Jake?"

"Some of my friends call me Jakey."

"Well, we are going to be friends, Jakey! Let's do it right. Shake."
Proudly, Jakey extended his hand and they shook.

Then looking at Melissa, "How about Mel." A shake of the head no. "Lisa?"
Nope. "Issy?" A big smile.

"Issy we could shake hands but from you, I would like a big hug." And he
got one. "Who are those strangers staring at us."

Issy, "Oh silly, they are Mom and Dad who we escaped from." She gave him a
secret smile.

Introductions were made to Jane and Richard who were smiling broadly at the
exchange they had seen with their children.

Graham looked around and saw Julie and Brain coming up the laneway. "Hey,
Jakey, Issy, go run and get your Uncle Brian and his friend. Give them a
special welcome." Brian looked up as he heard what was said. The two kids
went running full tilt to greet the two. It was the first time he had seen
Brian smile and look engaged.

There were introductions all around and bags and groceries by the 100
weight were carried into the cottage. Rob and Graham started making
sandwiches for the entire group. "Hey, Jakey what kind of sandwiches do you
and Issy like? Do you like smoked meat? It is not yucky. Tell you what;
I'll make you one and you can try it and I'll also make one of your
choice. You've got it." By the time everyone was sorted, lunch was on the
table. Rob and Graham got a big smile of thanks from Susan and Jane. John
reported that he liked smoked meat. Issy was not so sure. The afternoon saw
games on the lawn, some ball hockey with adults and children.

Finally, just time apart as everyone rested before supper. Rob and Graham
had volunteered to help but Jane and Susan said that it was preprepared and
not to worry. Graham noticed that Brain had disappeared. As they were
getting ready to go in to eat, Brian appeared and walked by him
quickly. Graham at first wondered what the smell was and then it came to
him from memories of University. Was it from Brian? He would have to watch.

After supper everyone was sitting and talking. Finally, Graham spoke up,
"Issy, Jakey, I think that you need to be beaten at some board games." Rob
sat looking at this new Graham sprawled on the floor laughing, challenging
and having fun with the kids. He could see that this was not an act; he was
enjoying the kids and they were delighted. When it was time to stop and get
ready for bed. He heard, Jakey quietly ask, "Can we have a special name for
you." Graham nodded yes. "We want to call you Uncle Gray." Graham's smile
was wide and soft. Jakey continued, "We need to shake on that." The three
did.

"I'd like to read you a story that I liked when I was your age. I saw a
copy here." The three went off and Rob could hear a really good reading of
the story, filled with inflections for emphasis, danger and silliness. He
heard two voices say goodnight Uncle Gray. As Jane passed Rob on her way to
say goodnight, she looked at Rob and said that he was a keeper. Rob said
that he had every intention.

There was general chit chat that evening from the adults. When time came
for bed, there were no comments about sleeping arrangements. Graham was
right. His lusty lover did find ways that evening to express his feelings
for his lover. As they settled into bed naked, Rob leaned over and gave
Graham a kiss to remember. They were instantly hard. Rob put his fingers to
Graham's mouth, the signal for silence. He then licked his body from chest
to thighs and then to balls. He had Graham squirming when he took the head
in his mouth. His tongue circled it time and time again and then, it was in
the slit, tasting the wonderful liquid. Then his mouth enclosed the head;
he let his mouth caress the head. Finally, he started with suction. Graham
was almost frantic with sensations. There were little gurgles from Grahams
throat, trying desperately to be silent.

Graham pushed Rob off him and shook his fingers and whispered, "Too close."
He decided that he would start with kisses and then he turned him over and
licked his way to his ass. There were bites and licks and finally probing
with his tongue up the crack and at his entrance, tasting the soap from his
shower and his natural musky taste. Graham put lube on both of them and
then had Rob turn on his side and entered him from the side and behind. He
then did one of his favourite things. He slowly made love while he stroked
his lover to climax. They stopped once to quieten down and to kiss
passionately. When they started again, Rob used his hands to stroke, pull
hair, anything to touch and excite his lover. Graham recognized the
increasing urgency for what it was and he sped up. Rob's climax and
contractions helped finish him off and Graham exploded into him. Graham had
managed to capture most of Rob's semen and he ate and licked it off his
hands. He turned Rob onto his back and lay on top of him kissing and
sharing.

Rob whispering very quietly, "Jane told me you were a keeper. I told her I
intended to do just that."

"Sweetheart, this just is the wonderful finish to a wonderful day. Thank
you so much for your love."

They cuddled and fell asleep.

As agreed, the two were up the next morning and when everyone got up,
breakfast of pancakes and bacon were ready with a good strong coffee for
the adults. Breakfast was raucous and fun with plans being made for the
day.

"Big guy, you told me that you have tradition at your cottage for this
weekend. Spill. What is it?" That stopped the conversation.

"If the day is warm and sunny, those who want, jump in the lake for the
first swim of the season." There were cries of liar! Are you crazy? It is
too cold. The ice just left in April. Graham just shrugged. "Your lake is
the same as ours. I'll see anyone interested at the shore at 3:00." The
challenge had been given.

They all looked at Rob. "I can tell from the stupid, smug look that he is
serious." Graham rushed Rob and while putting him a headlock, muttered,
"Stupid, smug. We'll see!" He held him like that as he knuckled his
head. There was cheers and laughter. Don looked on with surprise and
admiration. Brian saw it all and had a look that anyone seeing it would not
have been able to fathom.

There were games, time alone. Just before lunch Brian emerged from the
woods and walked close by Graham, saying nothing. The smell was really
strong. On a spur of the moment, Graham got up and followed Brian. Brian
stopped at the foot of the stairs. Graham got close.

Brian looked at him, "What?"

"First thing, if I were you I would change the shirt and wash it. The smell
is very strong." He held up his hands. "I have a better idea for right
now. Let's go for a walk and talk." He looked intently at Brian. "This is
just between you and me. Don't try to waffle with me. This is the third
time I have smelled it. I'm not going to out you. But I do want to talk."
Brian seemed about to go on the offensive. "Brian, I'm a lawyer, don't try
the good offence is a good defence, with me. I'm an expert with it."

Brian's eyes burned brightly and then faded under Graham's practised,
dispassionate, intense stare. As they walked up the lane. Graham simply
told him he had seen the stares at him and Rob. The almost lethargic non
attendance in family conversations. And the smell. Something was wrong. Did
he want to spill it, man to man and with a promise of confidentiality.

Brian looked as if he was torn between hiding and sharing. "It's my
university courses. I hate the program I am in. Dad will be so upset with
me. I have wasted a lot of his money. You and Robert seem so with
it. Robert has had the guts to come out and stick to his principles and
now, the one thing that I thought I had is gone; I wasn't gay and had Dad's
approval for that. Negative, stupid, right?" He gave a defeated
chuckle. "Dad has accepted you and Robert together. Weed just makes me
forget for a while and feel good."

"Brian, I am here to help. I do not intend at this point to say anything to
Rob."

"At this point?"

"I am going to tell you a story." He told him about his decision last year
to come out of the closet. He realized that he had to make choices. He
elaborated. "Brian right now you are on the worst course. If you fail and
end up using, where will you be in you Dad's estimation? You might as well
come clean about your studies and start again where you want to be. I
guarantee that if you approach Rob, he would help you with your Dad. You
have no idea how he would like to have a different relationship with
you. He would relish helping you find a way out. He is smart and very
devious." That got the first smile. "You should have heard how he handled
your Dad the first time I met him. Direct, no bull but with compassion. OK,
enough for now. We are going to talk later today about strategy with Rob
and Dad. Now, back to change the shirt and wash it. This is not a threat
but please don't use again this weekend for your own sake. Try and enjoy
this wonderful weekend. Julie is a great girl."

Graham turned them around and they started to walk back in silence, no
longer hostile. Before they could see the cottage, Brian stopped and said
thanks and shook Graham's hand. Graham reiterated that this between the two
of them.

They had lunch and after, he played horseshoes with Richard, Jakey and
Issy. Lots of laughter. He looked at his watch; it was 2:30.  He announed
that he had to go and change into his bathing suit. They stared at him.

As he went into the cottage, he yelled out the time, outside and inside in
a loud voice. He heard muttered comments, crazy, he meant it, he isn't just
having us on. He emerged with his bathing suit on. "See you at the beach."
He took a soft drink with him and sat on the beach until exactly 3. He got
up and looked back towards the cottage.

He smiled when he saw Jane, Richard and kids, Rob, Julie approaching and
coming out of the cottage, Brian. He established the rules. No one had to
go in if they didn't want. He warned that if they immersed themselves that
it would almost take their breath away. Don't try to swim too much as they
could get cramps. Just getting wet counted for the first swim of the year.

He turned, walked into the water and with no hesitation, jumped in with
just his neck and head out of the water. He just yelled, "Holy doddle."
Then he started to flail his arms and body trying to keep from
freezing. Brian and Rob looked at other, smiled, shrugged and followed
him. There were yells of pain. Yells of support and laughter from the
parents and those on the beach. Next were Julie and Richard. Jane followed
quickly. She yelled like a Viking going into battle, and leaped up
immediately wet from head to toes and came out sputtering gibberish. Both
Jakey and Issy, ducked under and ran out screaming to the towels of their
grandparents.

Graham rushed out and grabbed both the kids in their towels, congratulating
them on winning the prize for the best dunks and their first swim of the
year. He gave each a huge hug. The others staggered out jabbering with
excitement like a bunch of kids. Rob came up to him. Graham could not help
himself. He put an arm around his shoulders and whispered, "I bet you are
shrivelled to half your size. You may be useless for days." Rob just broke
down sputtering and laughing. But it did help revive his circulation. A new
tradition had been established at the McLeod cottage.

The rest of weekend was just as good with adult card games on Sunday
night. Lots of bravado and insults were traded. Graham and Brian had a
short session about approaching Rob. He saw the two of them talking quietly
together in the morning. Time came for goodbyes. Jakey and Issy gave
everyone a tearful goodbye but they saved a few private words for Uncle
Gray and Uncle Robert. Susan gave Graham a big smile and kiss and Don told
them to not be strangers. Brian looked at them and said that he would see
them next weekend. Julie said that she was looking forward to it
too. Graham managed to keep any surprise out of his voice or face.

In the car on the way out. He looked at Rob and simply said, "And ?"

"You told me I could make up my mind this weekend. Brian and I had a little
chat. I saw you talking to him a couple of times. What were you talking
about? Did you have anything to do with him talking to me?"

"What did we talk about? Oh, University, life, choices."

"I felt normal, part of the family for the first time in a long time. You
are a big part of that. I can never repay you."

"You have and you do every day." To change the subject quickly, "I noticed
that the swim's effects didn't dampen your performance last night. I can
still feel you in me." Rob just started to laugh and shake his head. He
leaned over and kissed the side of his face.

The next weekend was all that they had hoped for. Andy and Brain hit it off
immediately as did Julie and Mandy. They had a wonderful evening when
Graham's parents came for supper and cards. Rob and Brian arranged for a
weekend when Robert would be home and they would approach their
father. There was some good news; Brian had not failed any courses but his
marks were not what they could have been. Graham would like to be the fly
on the wall for that family reunion but it was agreed that he would go his
parents and come for supper on his way back to the city. The nights at the
cottage were very restrained for the three couples due to the lack of
ceilings and thick doors. Each must have figured a way as there seemed to
be six, happy, contented people who left the cottage on Sunday
afternoon. Graham got a big manly hug from Brian when he left.

On the second weekend of June, Graham went to his parents and Robert to his
to meet Brian. On the drive to their respective homes, both reflected that
this was the first weekend apart since New Years. Their relationship had
grown slowly and neither felt crowded or hemmed in. Graham in particular
recognized how lucky his decision to come out was. Robert realized what he
had been missing in not having someone like Graham to ground him and centre
him in the best way. Both enjoyed their weekend apart because they knew
that they would be back together on Sunday.

When Graham arrived at the McLeod home on Sunday, Susan opened the door
with a huge smile and welcome kiss. When Don heard his arrival, he came to
the door.

"Is this the third member of the cabal who has come to tame me." Before
Graham could even formulate a reply which actually wasn't coming because
his mind was scrambled, Don broke into a huge smile, grabbed him in a bear
hug. "I am not sure how but I think that you have had something to do with
this. I have my boys back together and Brian is brimming with ideas for his
work with me this summer and his new courses next year." That was all he
said but the hug and the banter meant more to Graham than anything else
could. Supper, this time, was a delight from start to finish.

As they left, Brian came up to him. "Graham, I have never been given such
good advice in such a good manner." With a wry smile, in a whisper, "I
flushed anything I had the week after the 24th weekend. I feel on top of
the world." He gave him a hug.

Rob heard some of the remarks and came and put his arm around Graham's
shoulders and pulled him close and held him there. Nothing was said but
doing that, in this house, said even more. They were accepted for who they
were.

That night when they entered the condo. Rob put their luggage down and
pulled Graham into a full body hug. "I missed you this weekend. My
consolation was that I knew I would have you, here, now. Did I ever get you
right, many months ago at the club: looks younger than he is and when it
comes down to it, a spine of steel. Brian told me what you did and said at
the cottage. I am impressed and so thankful. I think that Dad thinks that
you walk on water. Mom told me that she has three sons now." He paused, "My
love."

The kiss started softly. Rob was gently moving his hands through his hair,
and gently over his neck and back. Graham responded to what he recognized
as a very special, intimate moment between two people. Robert broke the
embrace and held Graham at arm's length, admiring this person who had grown
so special to him. If this was love then he was in love with this man. He
repeated his thoughts out loud. Then he kissed the moisture forming in
Graham's eyes away. With arms around each other, they turned the lights out
as they moved slowly to the bedroom. They had a long, passionate shower
together. They touched and caressed each other as they washed.

"Graham, I am beginning to understand the connection between mental and
physical intimacy. He held Graham's body in front of him. He could see the
dimmed light glowing on his chest, well defined and with hair that he
loved. He marvelled at the trail that led to a wonderful erect cock. He
knew that it would feel hard but silken when he had it in his mouth. It
very soon was in his mouth. In very few moments, he had Graham moaning and
massaging his shoulders as he sucked him and stoked him with his hands, his
tongue and his lips. Graham almost shouted when Rob took him all the way
and massaged his iron hard erection with pressure from his mouth and
tongue.

Graham made Rob kneel between his legs. He found the lube and and applied
it to Rob's very hard inflamed cock and some on his own fingers. He started
to slowly stroke him with his hand while he found his prostate with his
finger and slowly stroked it. Head back, eyes closed, mouth partly open,
Rob looked as if he was in another place. When Graham stopped and pulled
his legs up to his chest, Rob leaned over and started to passionately kiss
him. By instinct, he found his opening and slowly went in until he could go
no farther. He lay on top of him not moving except to kiss his body and
then his lips.

"Big guy, little did I know what was going to happen to my life when I saw
you at the club and insolently asked you to dance. Your invitation to
coffee has changed my life in so many ways. We have gone slowly over this
year until I feel totally committed."

Rob kissed him again as he slowly started to move in and out, truly making
love to him. Graham was moving his hands over his back and then on his ass
setting the pace. Graham managed to get his hands between them so that he
could stroke him as he went in and out and then managed to get his hands
down and fondle his balls. Rob was making little incoherent noises in his
throat. They rested several times to quiet their response. Finally, Graham
set the pace and he could feel Rob reacting. Finally, Rob passed the point
of no return and he set his own rhythm and pace until he muttered his love
and came in waves of passion that swept through his body.

Rob came out and put lube on Graham and in himself and sat on Graham's
almost purple cock. As he sank down, Graham tensed and moaned. He had never
been so stiff and large. Every movement sent waves of pleasure through
him. There was no stopping this time. Rob was moving up and down and Graham
was matching each move with his own thrusts. In minutes, he was shouting as
his orgasm slammed through his body. When Rob finally, lifted himself off
there was an outpouring from Rob's body. By the time they separated they
were sticky and almost glued together. They looked at each other and nodded
and said together, "Messy and wonderful".

Graham looked lovingly at Rob, "Let's not bother showering now. I know what
you will want tomorrow morning and we shall clean up after." They chuckled
and that is exactly what happened.

The summer passed too swiftly with family and friends; the days at the
cottage with Jakey and Issy, just moments to treasure. Discussions about
the size of the condo led to a search and purchase of a bigger one with two
bedrooms and an area for computers in the Autumn. The surprise was that Don
McLeod volunteered a loan at low interest and gave them a substantial
amount towards the purchase. He simply said that business had been good and
he had paid for most of Brian's education while Rob had paid for
himself. Their wills were revised to meet their increasing closeness.

After a passionate evening of love making in that week when they had met,
the year before, Graham leaned up on his elbow looking at Rob in the after
glow, "I want to be doing this 30 years from now."

Rob smiled and nodded yes and added, "With you." They smiled gently at each
other and their wish did in fact come true.


Author's Note

Obviously the end of this story. I am planning on taking a break from
writing. Not sure if and when I shall return. Cheers and thanks to all who
have responded so encouragingly.

Comments                  preecherdave@gmail.com


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 2, 2012