Date: Thu, 4 May 2017 12:06:27 -0400
From: David Preecher <preecherdave@gmail.com>
Subject: Unexpected Robert 17

Unexpected Robert 17

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Previously

Lucas looked up at him. "Robbie, I never knew how much I could feel for
another person. Now I know."

The t shirts and shorts didn't stay on for very long. Two big hockey
players took the others clothes off slowly and tonight was the time for
tongues all over the other body. Robert had been lying on top of
Lucas. Lucas put his arms around him and with his strength and agility
turned them on their sides. He then forced Robert onto his stomach. Robert
felt the wet tongue start at his neck and go down his back stopping to lick
and lightly bite his butt until the tongue was going up and down his
crack. He knew what was coming when hands pulled his butt cheeks apart. The
tongue attacked his entrance, eventually forcing the tongue in.

Very shortly, Robert was on his hands and knees and Lucas was behind him
entering him. Lucas was like a man possessed. He was literally pummelling
his lover and his hands were all over Robert's body and finally one hand
had his cock encircled. It was not going to last long. Robert could feel
his prostate being stimulated again and again. Robert told Lucas to stroke
him tightly and faster. Suddenly, he felt Lucas go in hard and stop. Lucas
shuddered as his climax hit him. His hand never stopped and Robert closed
his eyes to concentrate on the feelings coursing through his body. The
tingling started in his groin and grew, unstoppable now and he exploded
time after time until he felt drained and almost weak. He collapsed on the
bed with Lucas on top of him.


Present

The guys were up early and the first in the kitchen. Robert's plan was to
make French toast for the entire family and he had brought maple syrup just
in case there was none in the house. They had the coffee maker turned on
and had all the makings ready to put it in the fry pan as soon as people
started to arrive. They had searched through Mrs. S' spices and herb
containers and found some cinnamon. He liked to put a dash of it on his
French toast.

The first down was Justin. He was raring to go as they had made plans for a
pick up hockey game with some of his buddies along with Lucas and
Robert. Robert as usual noticed the little touches and looks between Justin
and Janet when she arrived. He figured that Justin had made his way from
his room to hers for at least part of the night.

They started cooking the first batch for Justin, Janet and
themselves. Robert heard the clearing of a throat at the doorway. "So what
is going on here. Something smells very good." It was Mrs. Stephenson.

Robert turned around. "Your French toast is just about ready along with
Janet and Justin's. Hey Lucas, coffee for your mother."

Smiling, "Yes, master!" The two gave each other a look and Robert had
mumbled smart ass. He was certain that his mother was smothering a
smile. Robert served them and started to prepare some for Lucas and himself
and some for seconds or Mr. Stephenson if he turned up. "There is lots of
maple syrup. Don't hold back."

Mr. Stephenson arrived. "Dad, you will have to wait but you are next in
line for French toast with real maple syrup and coffee. "

"What a way to wake up on Boxing Day. Thank you guys."

Again there were lots of comments and talk about the day and the excellent
breakfast. Several people had seconds. Mrs. S. stood up ready to start the
clean up. It was Lucas who suggested that she stay and have a fill up of
coffee while they cleaned up. He reminded her of all the work that she had
done yesterday for their Christmas dinner. She looked surprised but pleased
at his comment.

"Mom all we have to do is put dishes in the dishwasher. We cleared it
earlier. Relax and enjoy the day." By the time they were finished, the
kitchen was spotless.

They arrived back from their Boxing Day, pick up hockey match. Justin was
bursting with excitement. "I would love to see these guys play. They are
incredible players. They insisted that they play against each
other. Powerful skaters and the moves that they made were unbelievable. It
would be amazing to see them in a league game."

Robert decided that this was his chance.  "We are going to be playing in my
home town in late January.  You know that you are all welcome. My parents
have a big home. I know my dads. They would love to have you all. Two of
our friends are staying with us but there is lots of room. My dads love
having company and lots of people around. When I was in high school my
place was often filled with friends and we had parties there. My hockey
team's last party was at my place. Sunday is always a big day. You can go
to church with us and then back to Momma and Pop's for lunch."

Lucas interrupted, "Momma prepares a feast for us. We often bring things to
add to the lunch but it is noisy and fun and I can guarantee that you will
not leave hungry. You will meet Robbie's family. That is an experience that
you won't forget in a long time." He chuckled as he looked at his guy and
then his Dad who nodded his head with a big smile.

Mrs. S, "We can't impose on you like that."

Robert pulled out his phone and punched in a number. In French, "Hi,
Papa. No we just had a great breakfast and then there was a make up hockey
match. I have invited Mr. and Mrs. Stephenson, Janet, Lucas' sister and her
friend Justin to stay with us for our next hockey game back home. Mrs. S
says that they cannot impose." He paused listening. "OK."

Looking at Mrs. S, he handed her the phone. She listened. "But there would
be four extra people in the house for Saturday and Sunday, rooms, meals."
She laughed. "Are you certain? Thank you so much."

"Why the laughter?"

"When I told him that there would be four extra people. He laughed and said
six actually, your two friends from university and the more the merrier."
Looking at Robert, "You must have a fairly big house."

"We have four bedrooms and a large basement with a room with couches. Over
the years, we have a collection of air mattresses and folding cots. Our
house was always used by friends and family who wanted to stay over."

"You mean when they shouldn't drive."

"No, all parties for my friends at my house were no alcohol, no drugs and
usually no dates. They all knew my dads. We could do a lot but there was a
line that you didn't cross with my dads. One guy tried coming but drinking
before he came. He had some alcohol in his car as well. He was sent home
and banned for the next two parties. Dads relented after one party. Never
had a problem again. After that, I would have been the one to send them
home if anyone tried. I learned early to take responsibility for my actions
and those of my friends."

"I think that we would like to meet your family and see a game." She looked
at her family. Justin looked excited. Jane look pleased. Lucas' father
looked beyond pleased.

They talked and sat around enjoying their presents and reading. They had a
good lunch and the guys had their stuff at the front door ready to go.

Mrs. S looked at Robert. "Robert, it has been a pleasure having you here. I
apologize for my behaviour the day when I came to the university. You
treated me politely and helpfully. It was very kind of you to drive Lucas
home from our place after that day. I would enjoy seeing you both play and
stay at your home and meet your family. Your Papa was very welcoming."

"That was not necessary but thank you. I had a great time the last couple
of days and I know that you will enjoy meeting all my family. The game is
going to be tough one. We are going to be playing a team which is on a
winning streak at this point." He stopped and looked at both Lucas'
parents. "Have a good and enjoyable New Years."

He reached out and gave her a hug. He noticed the slight
stiffening. "Mrs. S get used to it. This is how my family greets everyone."
He gave her a smile which she returned.

They weren't in the car a second when Lucas breathed out loudly. "I can't
believe it. Between you and my father, you have changed my mother or there
is an imposter in her body."

"No just my charming, incredible personality."

He got a laugh, a hit on the shoulder and a rather rude comment. "You are
such a fucking mental case who I happen to really love."

It was a comfortable drive home and they received the welcome they were
expecting. His dads were at the door in Boxing Day attire, dressing gowns,
unshaven and looking really comfortable.

They put their stuff in their room and then they came down to find his
parents in the living room. There was an expectant look on both his
fathers' faces. Jeremy finally asked, "What happened?"

Robert turned to Lucas and with raised eyebrows, he nodded his head at
Lucas. "Your story."

"I know what he will say but this guy and my father put our family back
together for me." He saw the look on Robert's face and shook his head at
Robert. "My story!" He chuckled as Robert rolled his eyes and sighed.

"Robbie greeted my mother with respect and thanked her so graciously that
she was like putty in his hands. He brought sparkling wine and orange juice
for breakfast; we had a wonderful family breakfast on Christmas Day I can
tell you. He brought food and told my mother that we could have that for
lunch after church so she could prepare the turkey dinner. Putty in his
hands."

Robert interrupted. "Papa, Dad, it was Lucas who told his father that he
wanted the same treatment as his sister and then really told his mother
that she could make the decision if he was coming home for Christmas. He
made it clear that he would receive the same treatment as his sister or he
was not coming home. Put it all in her hands. He did a really great job."

"Well, my dad obviously worked on her." He turned to Timothy and
Jeremy. "She let us sleep in the same room."

"See, it wasn't me it was you and your father."

"But you were so good with her with the food and drink and serving French
toast this morning."

"But you set the stage for being accepted by insisting on being treated
like your sister."

"Yeah but ...."

Timothy looked at the two. "Stop bickering."

Together with indignation but starting to laugh, "We aren't bickering!"

Timothy turned to Lucas. "He is saying that you laid the ground rules and
got you father and mother on side. You let you mother make the decision."
Turning to his son. "What Lucas is saying, is that you treated his mother
as a proper house guest should."

Timothy paused and winked at Lucas. "He can be a devious, charming little
bugger when he wants to be."

Almost gasping, "Papa!!!"

They all broke out laughing and Timothy put his arm around Robert and gave
him a loving hug. Then he looked at the two. "You both make it happen in
different ways. OK, time to kiss and make up."

Robert mumbled as he stepped in to kiss his guy. "First sensible thing he
has said today."

Timothy and Jeremy together in two different languages. "Robert!!!"

More laughter.

Still chuckling, Robert, "Is there anything that we can eat and then open
some presents. We have one which we really want you to open."

"OK, so do we."

They had a meal of leftovers from Momma and Grand-mere. It was a good meal.

They didn't have a lot for his fathers, some nice fleece sweaters that they
had found on sale in the colours that looked best on each. There some
really good shirts and sweaters for the guys.

Finally, Robert and Lucas brought in a well wrapped present. It was the
collage that they had made of the photos that Robert had taken of his
fathers' kiss and then the series as they disengaged (Unexpected, Robert
14). The framing had been quite expensive but they hoped that his fathers
would really like it and want to hang it somewhere in the house.

When Jeremy saw the size and shape of the present. He muttered, "Great
minds think alike I suspect."

He went into the back room and came back with two smaller packages but
obviously the same sort of shape and thickness as the guys had given them.

The guys were really insistent that his fathers open theirs first. His
fathers opened it carefully. Both gasped.  They took quite a bit of time
looking at the framed photo and then at the other collages that they had
made. They looked at each other and then at the guys.

Timothy finally managed to talk. "You must have spent a long time putting
this together. It will become one of our most treasured possessions. Thank
you for such a lovely gift. If you can, I would love that final shot in a 4
by 6 photo for my desk. This one is going up on the mantel right now."

Jeremy came beside his guy and wrapped his arms around him. "He said it
all. I want exactly what he wants. Guys these are wonderful."

As his dads were clearing the mantel and placing the picture there, Robert
explained what they did. "I took the pictures and then we put the collages
together. We had a great time doing it. My guy has a good sense of design."

The guys opened their present which of course was the pictures that Timothy
had taken of the guys on the couch. Both were lost for words. Even they
realized how much the picture said. Two people in love and comfortable in
that love. There smiles at the end were sweet. There were two framed copies
one for each with other pictures in the series if they wanted to change
them over the year. "Papa, Dad absolutely the perfect gift. I know that I
shall enjoy this so much."

He looked at Lucas as usual he could see the eyes getting moist. He grabbed
him and gave him a kiss. That led to Jeremy grabbing Timothy and giving him
a kiss

They read, watched some shows that they had saved and were sitting around
having an afternoon snack with coffee and soft drinks when they heard a key
in the front door.

Paul shouted, "We made it back."

They were all up to welcome them. As their dads had done for them, they
sent them to their room to return for afternoon snacks and drinks. Unlike
so many Canadians on Boxing Day, the guys didn't venture out to the stores
for all the Boxing Day sales. They sat around reading, playing on their
computers or just chatting.

They had a quick supper which they all helped prepare.  After supper they
sat down and discussed how they would deal with the trip to Brett's
home. They figured that they should arrive around 10:45 figuring that his
mother would be home alone. Brett had bought her a lovely scarf and
gloves. He had said that he knew that the joint account with a hundred
dollars had been cleaned out but that would have been done under pressure
on his mother from Marty and his father. He wanted his mother to know that
he really cared for her.

Brett told them that over the summer, Patrick had changed some of his
attitudes especially to their minister and the church. He had a serious
girl friend who Brett really liked. Apparently Patrick was bright, like
Brett, and obviously both were not religious like his parents and Marty. He
planned on giving him a call just before they arrived home. He would really
like to see him. The guys were seeing yet another side of Brett and they
were impressed.

They didn't plan on staying for a long time at Brett's home. Brett did not
want a confrontation with Marty or his father. He hoped that the situation
would eventually die down.

They were up the next morning and were ready to leave at 9:45. They had a
good drive but as they arrived in town, they could feel that Brett was
anxious. They decided to park on a side street so that their car would not
be seen by anyone.

They all arrived at the front door and Brett took a breath, inserted his
key and opened the door.

"Hi Mom, it's Brett. I have brought some friends who I want you to meet."

The guys stayed on the porch waiting for his mother to arrive.

"Oh Brett I was so worried when you didn't come home for Christmas. Patrick
explained to me where you were and why you didn't come home but still I
wanted to see you. Please ask your friends in."

They came in. "Mom, I want you to meet Lucas, Paul and Robert."

"My, they are big, young men."

"They are all on the university hockey team. Robert is our top scorer and
Paul is close behind. Lucas helps keep the goals out as a defence man."

They all shook hands with his mother. Brett gave his mother a kiss.

"Would you and your friends like to stay for lunch?"

"Mom, I don't want to be here too long. I really don't want another scene
with Marty and certainly not with Dad. I came to see you and I think that
Patty may turn up. I sent him an email and gave him a quick call just
outside of town."

"You do know that Marty was just trying to help you with your
... situation."

"Sorry Mom, I don't have a situation. I know what you have been told at
your church by the minister. I have listened to it for what seems like
years. I figured it out finally. I am who I am. I have found a great guy
and friends at university. I am happy. Marty tried to force me to come home
in the middle of exams. I would have lost my courses and my scholarship."

"He thought that coming home was more important than anything."

"Mom, that is a decision that only I can make. I, I don't want to argue
with you. I have brought you a little present. I hope you had a good
Christmas."

They all sat down. As she opened the present, Robert looked around. The
house was well kept up both in inside and out. The furniture was a bit worn
and was obviously not expensive. There were worn rugs on the floor. She had
arrangements of inexpensive, fake poinsettias in the room for Christmas. He
was correct; there was not a lot of money in the family but they were
obviously proud and careful with there home. He could see why Brett had
such a good set of values.

"Oh, they are beautiful. You shouldn't have but I do love them. I have a
little present for you." He opened a really nice fleece sweater.

"Brett, I am sorry for one thing. Marty and your Dad made me empty your
account at the bank. I kept this for you." She went over to a drawer in a
table and gave him an envelope. In it was the hundred dollars that he had
left in the account.

"Mom, I figured that they forced you to do that. My friends suggested that
I draw out my savings so that I would be certain that I could finish the
year. I want you to keep it. Buy yourself something nice, a little treat. I
would be so happy if you did."

She came over and gave him a hug and quick kiss. "You always were a sweet
child."

From the entrance way. "And I am not?"

They all turned to see a very well built, good looking young man. Brett was
out of his chair and rushed over to hug his brother. "Patty, thank you for
coming. So good to see you." Paul could see the tears coming; he wanted to
go over and hug him but he resisted. Turning to the really gorgeous young
lady beside him. "You must be Anne. Patty has told me a lot about you. He
obviously has good taste."

With a little mischievous look, Patty, "Anne don't take that too
seriously. That is coming from a guy who looks in a different direction for
companionship." Patty got a good natured swat from his girlfriend.

Patty turning to the group, "Is your friend amongst these handsome young
men?"

They had agreed that if it seemed appropriate, he would introduce Paul to
his family. "Mom, Patty and Anne, I want you to meet Paul."

Paul shook Patty's hand and Anne's and then went over to the mother. She
spoke with emotion in her voice. "Patty has told me a lot about you after
Brett and he had talked and emailed with each other. I am so pleased to
meet you."

His mother stood up and gave him a hug and said something his ear. They
could all hear the surprised reply. "I will." They were to find out later
that Brett's mother asked him to care of her son.

They sat and chatted. Brett excused himself to use the bathroom. Brett was
away for a while as he had decided to clear out all his personal documents
that he might need over the next year or more like his passport. When Brett
came down, Lucas looked at his watch and motioned to him. They had agreed
that they should leave before Marty or his dad arrived home at the noon
hour. They stood up and were saying good bye when they heard the front door
open. Marty stepped in and looked in the living room.

"So you have finally dared to show your face."

"No I have come home to say hello to Mom and bring her a small present. We
are just leaving."

"Not so fast. We have some things to discuss. Dad is on his way home for
lunch."

"We have nothing to discuss except maybe trying to steal my money out of my
bank account."

"It was a joint account."

"ALL THE MONEY IN THE ACCOUNT WAS PUT THERE BY ME! It was the money that I
made last year and summer for my year at university. Mom knows that and
accepts it."

They heard a car arrive. Brett sighed. The guys moved closer to him and
were on the alert. His father came into the living room, stopped in his
tracks and stared at his son.

In a very combative voice, "It's about time that you came to face
us. Pervert that you are."

All the guys tensed. Brett smiled. "Dad you can call me what you want. I am
who I am. I have known it for years how I feel and I have finally accepted
it. If you think that I wanted to be like this, think again. However,
nothing will change the way I am so I accept it."

"That's not what our reverend says. He ...."

"Dad I have listened to his speeches for a long time. He is wrong." He held
up his hand. "I have realized one thing. Not one of his bible quotes is
from the Gospels. Jesus said nothing about my orientation anywhere in his
teachings, not a word. It is Paul and some of the writers of the old
testament who write their personal and cultural beliefs. I shall never take
courses or be subjected to pressure to change my orientation. Jesus taught
us to love one another, each in our own way."

Robert thought that that was a brilliant defence of his orientation. He
would remember that one.

His father stood glowering at his son but not knowing what to say.

"So, is one of these guys your fag boyfriend?"

"Dad these are some friends who volunteered to drive me here as my car is
not in good shape. We are making a day out of it."

"Mom thanks for the offer of lunch but we have to be going. Patty and Anne
good to see you. Dad and Marty sorry that I don't meet with your approval."

He gave his mother a kiss and a goodbye, shook hands with Patty and kissed
Anne's cheek. He turned to look at his father but both his father and Marty
had moved to block the door.

"Dad, please don't end like this. I have to leave with my friends. "

"No, you have to see the minister and get help."

"Dad, this matter is between god and me. I will never talk to the minister
and I certainly will certainly not take any courses or treatments to cure
my 'condition'."

"You will do as I say."

"Dad, I am an adult under the laws of Canada and my ... condition ... is
accepted under our laws. I respect you and your opinions but that doesn't
mean that I have to obey you when it comes to this issue."

His father moved menacing towards Brett and the guys moved to protect
him. Brett heard movement behind him.

In a strong voice, "Albert, stop! He is my son too. He came to visit ME and
he was just leaving. He told me that he didn't want a confrontation with
you and Marty. He is leaving, NOW!"

She walked up to her husband and forced her way between him and Marty. The
guys followed her. Robert who was the last person, felt a hand on his
shoulder. He turned to see Marty staring belligerently at him and it looked
as if he were going to hit him.

Robert looked at him and then spoke in a definite but subdued voice. "I
apologize for what I said and did that day we met but I will never back
down when there are threats against myself, my family or my friends."

Robert backed up and held out his hand to shake Marty's hand. Robert simply
shrugged when Marty refused to shake it.

Brett's mother turned to look at Marty and Robert. "Marty, these men are
guests in my house and you will treat them as such."

Brett turned to his mother. "Thank you for what you have done. I don't want
to cause problems between you and Dad."

Looking first at her husband and then at Brett. "He is going to get an
earful when you are gone. I may not understand your orientation but you are
my son." Again she looked at her husband and then at Marty and then back at
Brett.  "You are a man now and you make your own decisions." She leaned
over and gave her son a kiss. "Safe trip home." She turned to the
guys. "Thanks you so much for bringing him to see me. She gave Paul a
loving look.

She stood waving at them blocking the father and Marty from saying or doing
anything.  As they drove off, Brett was clearly moved. "I am so proud of my
mother. I have never seen her do anything like that in my life. I think
that Dad is going to hear from her. He may even be sleeping in my room for
a few nights." He started to snicker. "I guess I should not have those
thoughts about my parents but ...." He started to laugh.

They all laughed and then looking at Robert.  Brett continued. "I saw you
watching your dads dancing that night at the club with a really good look
on your face. You looked so proud of them and then later, of your
grandparents."

"Yep, I was hoping that I would be doing exactly what they were doing that
night when I am that age, being close with someone I still love after all
those years. Did you see Jamie and Philipo dancing that night at the club
after our game here in the Fall?"

Paul spoke up. "It is hard to believe that they are your grandparents. I
guess now that gay marriage has been legal for so long that we are going to
see more great things like that. They are so fit, handsome and in
love. Great role models."

No more was said for a while as they thought about the last few days. All
of them realized that they had experienced really meaningful things over
the last days in different ways for each of them.



Comments

I have had some feedback from some readers who were trying to read some of
my previous stories. If you go to Authors on Nifty and find my name, when
you try to access Surprised Eric and Dave from the Authors list, it doesn't
connect to anything. Surprised Graham and Robert is just not there. If you
want to read them, use the date and category, Adult-Friends or Beginnings
etc. and go the appropriate category and date and they are there and
active.

If you liked this story, you might want to read the others that I have
published on Nifty. In particular, my first story, Unexpected Change which
has had the most positive comments and one of my other favourites, What a
Difference a Year Makes. I have recently reread Introspection and it is
worth a read, Michael Burtchell's story is in Discoveries; its ending is a
little weak but getting there is fun.

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,  I have to 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 22, 2012
What a Difference a Year Makes, Nifty, Adult-Friends, September 13, 2012
Discoveries, Nifty, Beginnings, November 1, 2012
Introspection, Nifty, Relationships, August 1, 2013
Bad Boy Series, Nifty, Beginning, January 2, 2014
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