Date: Thu, 1 Oct 2015 12:30:26 -0400
From: preecherdave@gmail.com
Subject: Unexpected: Five Years On 7

Unexpected: Five Years On 7

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Previously

With dreamy, half opened eyes, Timothy was siting on Jeremy with Jeremy in
him and they were looking at each other. "I have to say it. I have never
felt this close to anyone in my life. Hope that doesn't scare you."

"Scare me, scare me? Timothy love, I never thought that I would meet
someone and feel this way." Timothy's eyes moistened.

Jeremy started to move up and down and Timothy started to stroke
himself. Timothy followed Jeremy's rhythm. They both started to strain and
go faster. It was Timothy who suddenly closed his eyes and Jeremy could
feel Timothy's body tighten and could see his fist suddenly clenched below
the head of his cock and moved it hard back and forth. The first shot hit
his chest and many others followed all over him.

Jeremy moaned as Timothy's body closed and opened around him. Jeremy went
all the way in and held for the first couple of shots and then moved to his
own rhythms. It was Jeremy who leaned over and started the kiss as Jeremy
was finishing. The kiss lasted for a long time. When he opened his eyes, he
saw Timothy looking at him with a little grin on his face.

"You looked as if you weren't going to make it through the experience,
incredible pain and pleasure. But I think that, maybe you enjoyed it."

"It is corny as hell but the earth moved and all was they way I had always
hoped. By the way, you looked as if you were having a stroke. But you
recovered."

Smiling, Timothy pulled him to himself and they kissed again. "Ah, what a
shame now I am as messy as you. We need to do one of my other favourite
things, take a shower with you.

"Which often leads back to this, one of my favourite things with you. I
guess we'll just have to take the chance."

In fact, the shower was fun but didn't lead to the other favourite
thing. They fell asleep holding each other. However, the next morning did
have its moments of the favourite things in the shower.

Present

Once they were out of bed and the shower, which did take a bit of time
doing their favourite things. They had a good breakfast with freshly
squeezed orange juice, eggs, bacon and toast. They had a bit of shopping
that each needed to do for the next week and for the holiday so they went
to the shopping centre. They split up to meet later at the entrance and
then go back to Jeremy's for a good but quick lunch before the game at
3:30.

Over their quick, early lunch, Jeremy could see that something was
bothering Timothy. He was right.

"I am still nervous about tomorrow. I know how to act but still .... OK, I
want to make a pie to take with me to the lunch tomorrow. I bought the
supplies while I was shopping and I have the recipe that I want to use on
my iPad. It looks like a really good recipe for my favourite pie,
lemon. Would you mind if I made the filling now? I bought pre-made pie
crusts. Then it just has to be baked."

"That is a wonderful idea. Tell you what. Why don't we make it together?
I'll help; I'll be your sous chef. Lucky that you mentioned it early. They
game isn't until 3:30."

So the two of them had a great time as Timothy played the demanding chef
and Jeremy, the put upon sous chef. The pies were soon in the oven.  Jeremy
had been impressed with how Timothy was so handy in the kitchen. It turned
out that his mother liked to cook and he sometimes helped out. In addition,
he had done a lot of cooking in law school out of town when he had his own
small apartment.

They were finished. Jeremy figured that they needed something else. "Let's
get some ice cream tomorrow to go with this. How about chocolate.?"

"Jeremy, you can't have chocolate with lemon pie! Yuck, it will over power
it! I thought that you had taste. It has to be vanilla or vanilla with
caramel."

They argued and finally reached a compromise. They would buy two tubs of
ice cream so that anyone who didn't like lemon pie could eat ice cream and
some sauces. Then it was off to change for football. They each batted the
hands of the other as they dressed. They laughed and fooled around so much
they had to rush to get to the pitch. They took both cars because Timothy
was going home right after the game. Well after a quick visit to the pub
with the team.

The game went the way that Jeremy had planned; his game plan worked
well. They won 3 -1. The pub was boisterous. Timothy received a lot of
congratulations. As Jeremy commented in a low voice, he had underplayed his
abilities. He was a good midfielder in their league and was even put
against Number 5 once and did OK. Number 5 didn't score when Timothy was
against him.

Jeremy saw him to his car. "Going to miss you but come over to my place
tomorrow and we shall go to church together."

"Jeremy, thanks for everything. I felt so accepted by the team and had a
great day and last night was ...  memorable and I don't just mean the
couch."

Both guys looked around and seeing no one, they kissed quickly and Timothy
was on his way home.



Timothy had decided that a boisterous entrance about their football win and
his playing would at least delay some of the questions and comments. He had
been out of the house a lot over the last weeks. He did get a bit of a look
from his father but his mother wanted to hear it all. He told them what had
happened at work with Danny and that really sidetracked his father who was
full of questions. They were pleased about his football exploits. He said
that he had some things that he had to do and went to his room. He did a
few things on his laptop regarding the case in court and then, eventually
to pictures in his mind of all his activities over Friday and Saturday, he
fell asleep.

The next morning, he was up and had a quick breakfast. As he had arranged
with Jeremy, he put on his biking gear and loaded his bike in his car. It
went as smoothly as it had all month. He hoped that this would be the last
time that he would have to put on this charade. He said a quick goodbye to
his delighted mother and was at Jeremy's in lots of time to change into his
church clothes. The good morning kisses were plentiful from both of them
but they left with lots of time to spare.

As it turned out, Jeremy too was nervous. He had done this only once
before, with Yves and that was close to the time when Jeremy's found Yves
with the guy after Jeremy's missed class. He felt that this time it would
be different. The family somehow had not reacted to Yves very
positively. He had been a bit stiff and standoffish with them. It was
almost if the Marchese family was beneath him. Timothy was not cut from the
same cloth.

Timothy if he had to verbalize it, his words would be in Danny's language;
he was scared shitless. Actually it wasn't quite that bad but close; he was
very nervous. He so much wanted this for Jeremy's sake and therefore his
own.

As it turned out, they were lucky as the first people that they met were
Tony and Julia, his wife and their two young adults. Marcus, now 17, was a
big, good looking, young man and Anna was 15 and a smashing looking young
lady. Both looked lively and showed no sign that this was an obligation;
they enjoyed Sunday morning with the family. Both their eyes shone as they
looked at Timothy.

Tony had a big smile on his face looking at Jeremy. "So, you have been
keeping secrets from the family. You are in big trouble." He laughed. He
hugged Jeremy and looked at Timothy "If this guy wants to introduce you to
the family and you can put with him, then you'll manage all of us. Great to
meet you." He gave him a big Marchese hug or at least that was what Timothy
would call it by the end of the day.

Timothy looked at Tony and then Jeremy, "Thanks. Yeah he can be a pain you
know where."

Julia grabbed him. "Right on. Don't let any of these guys put anything over
you." She whispered, "It is great to meet you and someone else who is not
family."

Timothy looked at Marcus and Anna. Timothy held out his hand with a big
smile on his face, "Hi, I'm Timothy and Jeremy has told me all about
you. Marcus, Anna? Right?" They were off.

Jeremy looked over and saw a sight that filled him with pleasure. His guy
and his cousins were engaged in an animated conversation. There were smiles
and nods and laughs. He would find out what was said later. Right now
things were going well. He looked over and the dads were looking at him,
almost smirking. They walked over.

Jamie was the first to talk. "You have that look on your face. You are
happy and so am I." Big hug.

Philipo was Philipo. He grabbed him in a hug. "Jeremy, he is going to fit
in. I think that we are as happy as you are."

At that moment, Timothy looked up and saw the guys together. He knew that
they were the dads. He had seen the pictures in Jeremy's condo. He excused
himself from the cousins with the promise to talk after church.

He pulled himself together and walked towards the three. The bigger guy was
obviously Philipo. He could see similarities between Philipo, Tony and
Marcus. Philipo had turned and was walking towards him. Timothy held out
his hand to shake but Philipo just gave him a little smile and a shake of
his head. Timothy felt himself engulfed in a big hug. "Timothy welcome to
the family. No pressure but we have been looking forward to this day for a
while. Come on over and meet the other dad."

Timothy felt so good as Philipo had put his hand over his shoulder and
moved him over to Jamie. He knew what Jeremy had described to him. He felt
protected and important.

"Mr. Milner I am so ...."

"That would be Jamie. Jeremy has told us a lot about you. Amazingly it was
all good." He smiled and as they shook hands, Jamie pulled Timothy into
him. He whispered, "Take care of our guy." This family certainly liked to
hug. As it turned out, it was not over.

They talked for while until Jamie looked at his watch. "We had better get
going." Looking at Timothy, "Momma wants to meet you before we go in." They
walked quickly up the stairs. At the top of the stairs talking to Marcus
and Anna was an imposing woman in her 60s. She was Italian whatever that
meant, good looking, slightly overweight but she looked as if she was
brimming with energy.

She said something to Marcus and Anna who stepped to the side. She looked
at Jeremy and then at Timothy giving him an appraising look. He decided to
take the first step. He smiled at her, "Momma, I presume. I hope that it is
OK to call you that?" She nodded of course, "Jeremy has told me how much
you mean to him. I would like to be the same. I am honoured to meet you and
the family. Jeremy is really important to me."

Jeremy was watching closely. Momma's eyes opened in surprise. Pleasure? At
least it wasn't bad. Momma stepped forward and hugged Timothy and gave him
a kiss on each cheek. "I want you and Jeremy to sit beside Pops and me. You
will like Father Gregory." That was it; he was accepted.

So they went into the church and the dads were so happy that Timothy was
right beside Momma. The service progressed and Momma was pleased to hear
Timothy's lovely baritone voice belt out the hymns. Father Gregory had
baptized Jamie several years ago so when they all moved to take the host,
the entire family went together. Momma touched Timothy's hand as they went
to return to their seats. Timothy had tears in his eyes. They were tears of
happiness.

Father Gregory had given a very thoughtful homily but Timothy still
wondered how he would be received by the priest. He knew how it would be by
his families priest; Timothy would be a sinner and in need of help.

Jeremy went first. He received a shake and a hug. "Father Gregory, this is
a friend of mine, Timothy Malenfant."

"Timothy, you took communion, what is your parish" He gave his families
parish. "Ah Father Pierre. You and Jeremy are welcome here any
time. Blessings on you my son. May the love of God go with the two of you."
He clasped Timothy's hand.

Timothy was surprised. The priest knew or figured out about Jeremy and him
and welcomed them back as if they were a couple. Wow.

They arrived last as they had to stop to buy ice cream. Momma looked up as
they entered the kitchen. She looked at Jeremy with a scowl on her
face. Jeremy was about to say something but Timothy took over. 'Momma, I
wanted to make and bring one of my favourite things. We made two lemon pies
yesterday and brought ice cream for the pie or for anyone who doesn't like
lemon pie."

"Everyone loves fresh lemon pie. You did use fresh lemons!"

Timothy using his surprised but definite voice, "Momma, is the Pope
Argentine?"

Momma was spluttering with laughter. "You are two sweet young men but
Jeremy knows that you shouldn't waste your time making things and you
shouldn't bring things."

Jeremy, "I just helped. He did all the work. It was his idea. " Both guys
shrugged and said together that enjoyed doing it.

Both got a clip on the shoulder and their second hug of the day from
Momma. "Go, have a glass of wine and talk.

Jeremy looked at Momma. "There will be lots of time to talk. We are going
to help you." They stood firm. Momma smiled and then told them what to
do. With the first dishes taken out, suddenly, Julia, Tony, Jamie and
Philipo were in the kitchen helping as well.

What an incredible display of food! A lot of it was cooked by Momma but
Jamie and Philipo had brought some as had Julia. Jeremy had found out that
Gio and Kevin were out of town this weekend and he had been looking forward
to introducing them to Timothy. Probably, he had enough as it was.

Pops officially welcomed Timothy during the grace and he felt surrounded by
this family who were literally welcoming him with open arms.

They chatted and Jeremy realized that Timothy had fitted in perfectly. He
chatted and made comments with everyone. He talked quite a bit to Jamie. At
one point in the meal when Timothy was regaling Marcus with some events at
university, Jamie caught Jeremy's eye. Jamie gave him a little smile and
the most loving look; he nodded his head in a very small yes. Timothy was
part of the family.

Jeremy really knew that Timothy was accepted when Momma brought in the
lemon pies with a fanfare.  She told everyone that Timothy had made it with
Jeremy's little bit of help; that got a lot of boisterous, negative
comments about Jeremy's abilities in the kitchen. Jeremy's act of being
upset had everyone in laughter. It was fun. Finally she announced that it
was made with fresh lemons. The ice cream was a bonus. Everyone had some
pie and the compliments were loud and clear. Momma had served small pieces
and everyone asked for seconds. Almost all the ice cream was gone as well.

There was no football matches on TV so they played some games in the
afternoon. Jeremy watched as his guy entered with enthusiasm which he knew
was the real Timothy. Finally, Timothy looked at Jeremy and indicated that
he had to go. Timothy's parents were expecting him for a family dinner that
night, a command performance and he had to get back. Momma gave them some
food to take away and Timothy got his final hug and kiss from Momma.

When they were in the car, Jeremy said the same thing that Philipo had to
Jamie years before. "You got more hugs and kisses than I did. I think that
she likes you more than she likes me."

With a twinkle in his eye, Timothy replied. "I can understand that, can't
you?"

Jeremy took his hand off the steering wheel to give him a good hard cuff on
the arm but with a big smile. The kiss inside Jeremy's condo was long.

"You were great. They saw the real you and loved you. The dads are
impressed and very happy."

"I really didn't realize the reception that I was going to get. Now, I
shall be worried about your reception at the chalet. I don't think that it
will go quite as well. That will not be your fault."

"Timothy, don't worry about me. I can handle myself. I just hope that you
are ready for it."

"I can't go on like this any longer. I don't like the lies and deceit. Even
if you throw me off, I have to let them know now. It is time."

"Hey, it is more likely that you will enjoy coming out and will want to
experiment and leave me behind."

"Don't even think that!" Timothy reached over and gave him yet another
kiss. "I really have to move it. I am just going to take off the tie and
open my shirt and tell Mom that I took a change of clothing."

"Going to really miss you. Just so that I can think about you. What time is
your client called for in court?"

"Oh it is a call to be on hand for 10 but who knows when we'll get in. I
still have some loose ends to tie up tomorrow and I shall probably work
late tomorrow night. See you for supper on Tuesday and I can't stay
over. I'm to leave for the chalet on Wednesday with my parents." He gave
Jeremy a long look. "Really going to miss you." He raised his eyebrows and
gave Jeremy a lecherous smile.

"Ah, delayed gratification takes on a whole new meaning!"

"Suck it up buddy."

"Exactly what I would like to do to you right now."

"You have such a dirty mind." He paused. "And I love it but I'll have to
leave you with those thoughts"

Final kisses and Jeremy was looking at a closed door. The condo seemed
empty, less bright. It was missing something. This guy added a whole new
dimension to his life.

Monday passed quickly especially for Timothy who had some loose ends in his
case. So he was very busy and didn't finish until about 7 that night. Just
as he got in his car, his cell phone rang. It was who he hoped it would be,
Jeremy. They chatted for a minute and Timothy promised to phone later when
he had something to eat. Later, Timothy outlined to Jeremy all that he had
done to finish his case. It was now as it would be; he could do nothing
else.

Jeremy too had helped finish the case that he and Michael had worked on. He
had stayed at work until 6 to complete the final documentation and they
would go over the case for a final time tomorrow and send it off to the
client. Both he and Michael were determined that it would be finished for
the end of the month. They would make the deadline with time to spare. That
gave Jeremy the chance to ask for some time off on Tuesday morning. He had
decided to go to the court house and try to take a seat where Timothy would
not see him and watch the case unfold.

Jeremy put on a hat and sunglasses as he entered the court house. He found
the appropriate court room and discovered that he could enter from the back
and take a seat which would not let him be seen. The case was called and he
sat way down in his seat. Timothy did not see him.

As the case proceeded, if Timothy was nervous, it did not show. He came
across as confident and at ease. In fact, the Crown seemed to be flustered
and really didn't know the nitty gritty of the case; he was obviously
overloaded and he had decided he could win this one easily with little
preparation. Timothy caught him out several times and finally introduced
some evidence that he acquired the day before that proved his client could
not have done what the prosecutor stated. Again, he looked the consummate
professional, bright, focused and well spoken. He was particularly
impressed with how he treated the judge with respect but he did not look
subservient or look as if he wanted any favours. Needless to say, Jeremy
was impressed and proud.

They met for something to eat at the pub before the football practice. He
had Timothy give him all the details from his point of view and didn't
mention that he was in court.

"How did you feel when the proceedings started?"

"I was so nervous. The Crown has a good reputation and a case can hinge on
so many unknown factors. I thought my breakfast might come up before I
entered the court. Danny was nervous too. There was a lot riding on my
handling of the case."

With a smile, "You didn't look it. You looked as if your were on top of the
case and nothing could upset you. The Crown looked disorganized and not in
total control but you did."

Timothy had just taken a drink of his beer when he registered what Jeremy
had said. He raised his head and he frowned. "What, how ...."

"I was there in the back where you couldn't see me. Michael gave me the
morning off. You looked confident and at ease. Well done Counsellor. I was
so proud when the verdict was in your favour."

Timothy just shook his head in disbelief and smiled. 'You really do never
cease to amaze me." Almost at the same time, they reached out their hands
and they touched each other.  It was a small gesture but meant a lot to
them.

The practice went really well as did the scrimmage. They walked each other
to their cars.

"Sorry I can't go back to the condo but I have to go home and be ready for
an early start with my folks. You should see all that stuff that we are
taking up; so I am driving up with a full load and so are my mother and
father. You know that this is the first Tuesday that we are going to miss
being with each other. Going to really miss you."

"I'll see you around noon on Thursday. Your friend arriving for water
skiing lessons. Have you figured out sleeping arrangements?"

"Yep. Most of the rooms will be taken. I am going to put up a tent in the
back yard and seeing that you are my guest, I shall have to share it with
you. Don't worry it is small and only meant for 2 people so they can't
suggest anyone else can use it."

"You have thought this through. What about ...."

"Sometime the next day, July 2nd, will be the day. I get a little nervous
but I am going to approach it much like the court case. I know what I want
to do. I think that I figured out how to do it. No doubt there will be some
curves from dad but I shall try to stay focused."

"You certain that you want to do this?"

"Jeremy, I said it the other day. It is time. I am not going skulking
around anymore. I am 26 going on 27, a lawyer in one of the best firms in
town and I just won my first court case." He sighed. "So easy to say but I
am still as nervous as a young kid."

Timothy stopped and looked around. "OK, no one around and I don't care
anymore." He grabbed Jeremy and the kiss became very passionate. "That is
just going to hold me until I see you on Thursday.  No matter what happens,
I have you?" Timothy had a lovely look on his face.

"Yeah, going to be hard to get rid of me." Jeremy kissed him again and
pushed him against the car. "Can't wait to learn to water ski and some
other things as well. In a tent, with my hot guy. Lots of firsts, this July
1st."



Jeremy enjoyed the drive up to the chalet. He had spent most of Wednesday
afternoon buying beer, wine and alcohol to take with him, after Michael
told him to get lost and to enjoy his special holiday. He had gone to one
of the stores he loved and had bought antipasto, dried Italian sausage and
salami. The dads had taught him by their actions to never arrive without
something to thank the hosts for their generosity of having them. That was
one of the reasons that he was so proud of his guy for suggesting the lemon
pie on Sunday.

He plugged his iPod into the radio and enjoyed his music as he drove
north. It was a warm day in the high 20s Celsius and he had on his
favourite shorts and matching t shirt. He felt pretty good. Even though he
too was nervous, he enjoyed the changing landscape from the farmland
outside the city, to deciduous forest which slowly changed to evergreen,
mostly pine with some mixed hardwoods and cedar in the swampy areas. The
rhythm of the car and the scenery had a calming effect on him.

After about an hour and half of driving, he got out at a store to get a
coffee and a sandwich. He could feel the different atmosphere and could
smell the pine forests. He breathed deeply. It helped drain even more of
the tensions away. Even the terrible coffee didn't change his
mood. Luckily, the sandwich lived up to its billing, homemade and
delicious.

His GPS finally indicated that he was only a few kilometres from the final
turn off for the lane where the Malenfant chalet, summer home, was; he
would have to see it to know how to describe it. Finally, there was the
lane. He turned, took a deep breath and breathed out. It was really in the
hands of fortune now. He would just be himself.

There were a number of cars parked at in an area behind the chalet. He was
happy to see that it was once a small cabin but had been added to over the
years. Obviously, someone had good taste as all the additions had been tied
together with materials that complimented each other and older sections had
had new exterior material put on them. It was not one of those super homes
built all over chalet country. A comfortable retreat from the city. He made
a bet that it did have all the latest bells and whistles. He smiled when he
saw the satellite dish on the roof of the front, screened in porch which
was huge.

There were quite a few people on the porch and a number of people down by
the beach. He could see a large motor boat riding gently in the waves. He
could see Timothy down there with a bunch of younger kids. As he approached
the entrance to the porch, a woman separated from the group and came over
to greet him. It had to be Timothy's mother. He could see the resemblance.

At first, she had a puzzled look and then it changed to a smile. "You must
be Timothy's friend, hm, Jeremy. I remember you from Marie's wedding. Your
speech was very good. They are lucky to have such a good friend."

"Mrs. Malenfant, very pleased to meet you. What a lovely spot you have!
Thank you so much for having me." He realized that he really meant it and
hoped that his coming was not going to cause a huge family blow up. Well as
Timothy said 'it had to happen' and least it wasn't today.

They shook hands. Jeremy's mother went to edge of slope down to the water
and called Timothy to come up. Jeremy watched as Timothy's face turned from
questioning to a huge smile as he realized who was beside his mother. He
said something to the kids and came bounding up the hill.

"Jeremy you made it. Well timed, just in time for your first water skiing
lesson." Timothy gave him a tap on the shoulder.

"Timothy, maybe Jeremy could unpack. We still have some food from
lunch. The kids can wait a few minutes."

"Right mom. Let's get your stuff."

As they walked to the car. "I have been waiting all day for this. It is so
good to see you. The kids can hardly wait to get out on the water and I
have told that you are a raw beginner. They are waiting to see you fall
in."

"Oh really. You probably are waiting for the same thing."

"Yeah because then I can hold you and touch you as we pull you into the
boat. Maybe even give mouth to mouth resuscitation."

They were both chuckling. "So good to hear your silly nonsense. You haven't
changed in two days."

"Still the same in some other ways as well."

The banter continued until they put his stuff in Timothy's bedrooms. No one
was around. Timothy engulfed Jeremy in a hug and kissed him
thoroughly. "Missed you. Let's get you something to eat and drink and then
down to the boat. Why don't you change into swim gear and I'll rustle up
some food. See you in a couple minutes. My god, you are a sight for sore
eyes."

As Jeremy came into the kitchen, Mrs Malenfant looked up. "What is all
this?"

"I know that you are having a lot of people. My contribution to the
party. Hope it is OK. It should be refrigerated until you need it."

"This was not necessary and you brought this wine and alcohol as well!
Thank you." She gave him a big smile of thanks. He ate something quickly
with a soft drink.

As they entered the porch, a man separated himself from the group. Jeremy
heard Timothy sigh. It was Mr. Malenfant; he remembered him from the
wedding. Timothy's father cocked his head, "So Mr. Marchese-Milner, you are
Timothy's friend from the city. Jeremy, if I remember correctly. Timothy
didn't mention your name; I am glad that I remembered it. So you are here
to learn to water ski?"

"Yes sir and to celebrate July 1st. Timothy has told me about your yearly
celebration. He assured me that one more would be OK. I thank you so
much. Sounds great."

He gave Jeremy a rather long look that was certainly not totally
welcoming. Oh, oh thought both Timothy and Jeremy this might not be as easy
as they hoped it would be. No, Timothy realized it was almost exactly what
he had anticipated. So be it, he thought quietly to himself.



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Difference a Year Makes. I have recently reread Introspection and it is
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