Date: Thu, 23 Feb 2017 11:12:08 -0500
From: David Preecher <preecherdave@gmail.com>
Subject: Unexpected Robert 7

Unexpected Robert 7

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

About 40 minutes after he arrived back there was a loud knock on their
door. Robert looked at his watch. Lucas never forgot his keys and his class
didn't end for another 15 minutes.

He opened the door to find a woman in her forties, well dressed, with an
expensive haircut staring at him.

"Are you the Malenfant kid?"

The tone of voice was offensive as were her words. Could he smell alcohol
on her breath? "Yes, I am Robert Malenfant."

"You are the deviant who is leading my son astray! I want to speak to my
son about not coming home for Thanksgiving and some other things as well."

"Your son is my roommate. Lucas has a fairly full day. He is at a lecture
and then we have a scheduled hockey practice with our team at the arena
soon after his lecture is finished."


As he was talking, he checked his pocket. His phone and keys were there. He
stepped outside the room and closed the door.  He heard the lock click. OK,
he had her out of the room. Be calm, think Robert, find a solution, the
simplest if there is nothing else. His papa's word echoed in his head.

"Mrs. Stephenson perhaps a cup of coffee or tea in the lounge downstairs.
The coffee and tea are quite good and we can wait for Lucas there. Ii is
more comfortable than our room."

Present

They arrived in the lounge and he made a fresh pot of coffee. He served it
to Mrs. Stephenson in a stoneware mug and offered her milk, cream or
sugar. As she was preparing her coffee, he saw the time on his phone. The
lecture was over and Lucas should be out by now.

Lucas picked up immediately. Why change their routine? Robert spoke in
fairly quick French. "You called me to come to the Pub the other night. It
is your turn, the lounge at the residence, NOW. Your mother turned up at
our door and I am not certain but I think that I could smell something on
her breath. She is drinking coffee now in the lounge with me."

The bugger, he heard a chuckle. "So now you meet my mother. I am sure that
she was calm, logical and pleasant."

"Get here as quickly as you can; I have managed to restrain myself so far."

"Right, now I know that it is my mother, not an imposter. I'll run over. I
need the exercise."

"I told her about the practice which we must go to." Another chuckle. "I am
glad that you find this amusing. I have to admit it is a bit out of the
ordinary. Life with you has become very interesting. Luckily, I like
interesting."

He put his phone back in his pocket. Mrs. Stephenson with narrowed
eyes. "So you force my son to speak French as well."

With sweetness in his voice, "I don't force your son to do anything! Not a
thing!" He paused to let that sink in. "He was impressed that I was
bilingual. Since he was in French Immersion, I suggested that it would be
interesting for him and me to speak French together and he agreed. He has
become very fluent in the last months. We automatically speak French to
each other all the time. He is enjoying it. With my Papa's side of the
family, he spoke continuously in French over Thanksgiving."

She glowered at him.

Ignoring that, "I hope that coffee is good. I have tried it and liked it."

No reply. She drank her coffee in silence. Obviously waiting for her
son. He felt really sorry for Lucas as he now knew how he must feel with
her, uneasy, being judged all the time, disrespected. It was not a healthy
atmosphere. He was proud of his guy for living with this for so long. He
heard the foot steps and the shortness of breath seconds before Lucas came
in.

Lucas had obviously thought this through. "I guess my lucky week. Dad on
Saturday and now my mother this week. Glad to see you and welcome to the
campus." Robert was just holding back his laughter. This was the new Lucas,
charming, thoughtful and very savvy.

"Why were you not home for Thanksgiving?" No time for small talk.

"Why did I never have one call from you or dad after I moved all my stuff
by myself and drove myself to the campus? No phone call to see how I was
doing. Then no mention of Thanksgiving from either you or Dad. Hmm. Was
that a message to me?"

Robert thought a great deflection, right to the point.

"How dare you speak to me like that?"

"Of course, it is all right for YOU to call me disgusting every day, give
me one word answers and give me those looks."

"I think that we should have this conversation by ourselves, not with HIM
listening."

"HIM is my roommate and friend. His name is Robert. We have an important
practice starting in 30 minutes which I have to attend. My hockey
scholarship is very important to me. It is paying for a large portion of my
expenses this year. And I love the hockey.

"I am here to talk some sense into you! It is about HIM."

"You are here unannounced with no warning. I would be glad to sit down with
you after practice. We could go for something to eat.

With a tone that this was putting her out, "What do I do in the mean time?"

"You can stay here. You could watch the practice. It is a lovely day and
you could walk around the campus. It really is a great campus. There are
some coffee shops close by. Mother, we have to get our equipment and
leave. We shall be back in an hour and a bit and we can make some plans.

"So you are going to abandon me."

"No mother, we are going to our practice. It was you who chose to come here
unannounced."

"You have changed!"

With a steely tone of voice that even his mother recognized, "You have no
idea how much."

They directed his mother to the coffee shops and other sights on campus and
told her that practice would end in an hour and then shower time so they
would meet her back here in less than hour and a half. She was obviously
not pleased. This was not the way she expected to be received.

"You handled that brilliantly. I could see how upset you were but she would
never notice. It is all about her. Let's go have a hard practice and we can
figure this out later. I'll go anywhere, at any time that you want."

Lucas reached over and kissed him. "You know that it is all going to be
your fault?"

He winked. "See these broad shoulders." Robert kissed him back.

They walked quickly but close together. Then they remembered they would
have to cancel their night out with their teammate, Paul. He was one of the
first people who they saw.

It was decided that Robert would tell him. Lucas was still upset. "Paul, we
have had a problem this afternoon. Lucas' mother arrived unannounced. She
hates me and he is in deep shit for not going home for Thanksgiving. She is
adamantly opposed to anything gay, especially her son and I am the deviant
who is leading him to destruction. We have to deal with her after the
practice. Can we set up a meal another day? Maybe a very quick supper, a
good hamburger, some time next week? Won't be able to stay long. It is
going to be a busy, tough week."

"Why did you come to practice?"

"One, we don't want to miss practice and two, we wanted to get away from
her for a while. She is a piece of work."

Coach came up to him. "What's wrong with Stephenson?"

"He'll be OK Coach. Family problem but he wants to be here. This team is
really important to him."

Coach gave him an appraising look but then yelled at the team to get their
butts moving onto the ice. Robert could see a small smile on Lucas'
face. He did need this, his normal routine. Robert started to formulate a
plan. He would try to take some of the mother's anger off Lucas onto
himself. How? Deal with that later. Now he too needed the exercise and
concentration that the practice and workouts always gave him.

They were walking out of the arena. Lucas looked refreshed. "I needed
that. I feel great. I can even take her on."

"Hope so."

No mother in the lounge. They waited for 15 minutes. Was this her way of
getting back at them? They went up to their room and put their equipment
out to dry off. Fifteen minutes after that, no mother. They decided to go
look around some of the coffee houses. No mother. As they walked back to
the residence, they saw a figure off in the distance. Same size and same
colour of clothes that his mother had worn. She was not walking
steadily. They caught up to her.

As they approached, "Jeez, she is plastered."

She heard Lucas whispered comment. "I only had a couple of drinks." Her
words were slurring. She needed the lounge and coffee.

Almost at the same time, Lucas whispered. "She can't drive."

As he walked slowly letting his mother walk ahead of him, Lucas pulled out
his phone. Lucky, the call was answered on first ring. "Dad, Mother came
today unannounced. We left her to go to a coffee shop while we went to
practice and we just found her. She has been drinking and should not drive
her car. Right, I'll get her keys. Thanks Dad. See you in an hour or
so. Drive carefully; we can manage here."

They took her to the lounge but other students were coming in to use the
microwave and get coffee. They were getting strange looks.  They decided to
take her to their room.

With disgust and slurred speech. "So this is the den of iniquity? My son
the homosexual with his boyfriend. Disgusting."

"Mother lie down and rest. You have had a bit too much drink."

She was walking around the room muttering about them. When she was turned
away from him, Lucas picked up her purse and took out the car keys before
she realized anything was happening.

"Yes my disgusting son and his disgusting boyfriend have driven me to
drink. What did I do to deserve this!"

Robert did not dare say what he was thinking; homosexuality may come from
your genes lady. Instead, "Mrs. Stephenson how would you like a cup of that
great coffee from the lounge."

"Well if it will get rid of you for a while, yes. Two creamers." He almost
chuckled. That put him in his place.

He winked at Lucas. Robert was getting some time away from her. He sighed
as he walked to the lounge. He was so lucky. He had his Papa and Dad, all
his grandparents and Momma and Pops. Somehow he had to help his guy.

He stopped at the door when he arrived back. "You have to get rid of
him. You are ruining my life; I had to lie to my friends telling them about
your heavy course load and hockey practices while you were off enjoying
yourself at Thanksgiving."

Robert entered and looked straight at the mother. "Why do think that he
told me that because of you, he wasn't going home for Thanksgiving?"

"You lie! He would never say that."

Turning to Lucas, "Did you say that to me?

"Yes."

"Why?"

Lucas understood. "Mother, I think that I understand where you are coming
from. Your friends are important to you and you feel that if I am gay, that
it will reflect on you. I don't think that it will. There is nothing I can
do that will change how I feel about guys and Robbie in particular."

He held up his hand. "No mother, I have to say this. You made my life
miserable until I left for university. You called me disgusting every day,
as you did several times today. You gave me one word answers and never
engaged me in conversation at the dinner table, In fact, pointedly ignored
me. Yes ... you ... did! I was not invited to go with the family on July
1st. That hurt."

"I have enjoyed my two months here so much. I went with Robbie and met a
family who accepted me, talked to me, laughed and joked with me and asked
for my help at meals and clean up." His eyes teared up. "They took me in
and have invited me back for Christmas. They are all coming to see us play
hockey and they have invited Dad and me to stay at Robbies parents' home
while we are there. Coach has said that it was OK. That is why I didn't
come home for Thanksgiving and how I feel now. I don't know what Dad has
said to you but this man means so much to me."

His mother started to cry. Robert was sure that it was not real. It felt
staged, an automatic reaction. Robert held up his hands to stop Lucas from
comforting her. They waited. Almost suddenly, the tears stopped. She looked
quite composed. "I am clearly not wanted here. I am going to leave and go
home."

She started to walk and almost fell over. Clearly still under the
influence.

"Sorry Mother but you are not fit to drive. Dad will be arriving soon to
take you home and I have taken your keys."

"How dare you?"

"Just following my father's orders."

"Give me my keys!"

"Sorry mother but no. I have hidden them."

She started to look all over their desks. She threw stuff on the floor. She
riffled through their desks and then the backpacks. She threw their hockey
equipment around. The room was quickly becoming a real mess.

Lucas intervened when she was about to pick up his MacBook Pro. "Mother, I
shall pick that up carefully. It is worth a lot. See, nothing under or
around it."

She sat on the bed and did start to cry. This time it was in
frustration. This was a person who was used to getting her own way. She did
not take no as an answer. Then she started to make comments about them and
what they had done to her between fits of tears and crying.

They heard their door open. "Elizabeth stop now. I have heard enough. We
are going home in my car."

Like a petulant child, "What about my car? I need it at home."

"Our son will drive it back when he has the time."

His mother with defiance, "I am going to drive it back today."

"You have drunk too much. I can smell the alcohol from here. You made some
bad decisions today."

"Dad, I don't want to make things worse. I'll drive it back today and take
the bus back tomorrow."

Robert had heard enough. "You are not taking the bus on the day of a
game. I'll drive your car and you can drive us back later today. We can be
back fairly early."

"Robbie you can't do that."

Robert went to Lucas and put his hands on his shoulder. He looked at him
with an intense look. "We are a team. We have each others backs. If we
leave in the next few minutes, we'll be back by 10. We can stop for
something to eat on the way home." He paused to look at Lucas and with a
smile, "It will be fun."

The look of pride from his father settled the deal for Lucas. He pulled
Robbie to him. "Thanks. I owe you big time."

"Thank you but you owe me nothing. This is team work."

Mr. Stephenson helped his wife out of the room and they all followed to the
cars. Luckily his mother had parked in the residence lot and their
cavalcade started towards Lucas' home town. His mother had complained all
the way to the car and blamed everything on the guys. His father had just
maintained a stoney silence with his wife; the alcohol had really loosened
her tongue.

When they arrived at the parents' house. Robert decided to try one last
thing. He turned to Mrs. Stephenson and invited her to join her husband at
his parents' home, to see them play and then to meet his family. He
stressed that he grandmother and grandfather would be pleased to meet and
talk to her. The look and the comments were not encouraging.

They were both very hungry so Lucas drove them to the best burger place in
town. They both breathed a sigh of relief as they sat in the booth opposite
each other.

"What a day. I never dreamed that this would happen. She really has done a
number on me and now I see her for who and what she is. The thing that I am
really sorry about is that I won't be able to go back and work for Dad this
summer. I could not live in that house with her."

"We'll work something out. I gave it some thought on the drive here. I am
going to see if my family might be interested in buying a house close to
the university and we can live there next year and rent out some
rooms. Perhaps to guys like us or to members of the hockey team. I know
that I can get a job at The Accountants and perhaps there is work for you
there or as a last resort with Grandad Philipo. I don't think that there
will be anything in the computer department here for a first year
student. I want to spend the summer with you if it is possible."

Lucas looked so please at what Robert had said. He reached across the table
and took his hand. Robert looked around to see if anyone was looking. Lucas
looked at him "I don't care who sees what. If you tire of me and all these
family complications, please don't let it drag on. Just tell me if you want
out."

"You know I meant it this afternoon. Life with you is interesting but it is
more than that. You are one bright guy, a great hockey player and sexy as
hell. I have enjoyed these first months more than I ever dreamed that I
would and lot of it is because of you."

The young male waiter came up to the table with a big smile. Looking at
their hands locked together, "Guys what can I get you?"

"I really love your big hamburger platter with the special sauce and a
coffee. We have a drive ahead of us."

The waiter gave them a warm smile after Robert ordered the same
thing. Lucas looked at Robert, "I think we may have waiter who is like
us. Cute too."

Robert's eyes narrowed, "Oh, so the eyes wander already."

"Compared to you, he has nothing. My incredible, big hockey player. I can
hardly wait to get you home. I don't care how tired we are. You are on my
menu tonight."

"You want me to call the waiter and cancel our order? It is only an hour
and a bit home."

Lucas shook his head in a negative. "The food will give me energy and I am
going to need that. So are you." He smirked at Robbie.

They arrived back at their room. Lucas wasn't kidding. They were just in
the door and he had Robert pressed against the wall. Lucas' hands had
pulled Robert's shirt out of his pants and the hands were all over his
chest. "Thank you for doing this for me. I enjoyed the drive home with
you. Now for the menu that I had in mind. This is just the start."

He leaned in and kissed Robert hard and his insistent tongue was in his
mouth dueling with the other tongue. Both guys had their eyes closed as
they wanted to feel only the pleasure of tongue against tongue.

Lucas pulled back and scanned Robert's body. He could see the outline of a
very hard cock lying sideways across the front of his pants. He threw
Robert's shirt on the floor and then slowly undid his jeans and pulled them
and his shorts down in one quick movement. He smiled again as Robert's cock
sprang straight out in front of him.

Lucas knelt in front of him. "This mushroom head always turns me on." The
next thing Robert felt were the soft lips surrounding the head. Lucas heard
the little whimper of surprise and pleasure. He loved to hear his guy
respond like that. Before Robert knew it, after several tries, Lucas deep
throated him. Robert's first thought was that his guy had been reading up
on how to do this as he had. His second thought was that it felt
incredible.

"If you continue that much longer this is going to end very quickly."

Lucas came off leaving the head red and shining with saliva. Robert
repeated what Lucas had done with his clothes. Robert almost laughed when
Lucas' cock sprang up and hit his stomach. Oh, his guy was ready but as it
tuned out not the way that Robert had imagined.

As they walked to the bed, Lucas grabbed the lube from the bedside
table. He lay on his back looking at Robert. In a bossy tone, "Between my
legs."

What a sight, two big hockey players, Lucas on his back with his red,
pulsing cock touching his stomach and Robert kneeling over him looking at
him up and down, lightly stroking Lucas' hard cock. As Lucas put a lot of
lube on Robert, Robert shuddered and then Lucas put some in himself.

"Don't be gentle. Invade me. Don't stop. All the way in. Then hard and
fast."

Both men shuddered as Robert entered him and in one swift movement he was
all the way in leaning over kissing his guy.

Lucas, "Oh, that feels incredible. Can you feel me."

"Your whole body is pulsing around me. I could almost finish with just
that."

He started to move in and out. Lucas was in control even on the
bottom. Smiling, "I said hard and fast not this slow easy pace. Oh shit,
that's what I need. Even harder!"

Robert could hear the slap of body against body again and again. Somehow he
knew that this was not a night for edging. He was so turned on that he
wanted it to end with a massive explosion of pure lust and love. So he went
harder and harder. He could feel Lucas stroking himself to the same rhythm.

He looked down; Lucas was clutching himself so hard that the head was red
almost purple. He saw the look of anticipation and almost a look of pain
and then he felt the body go tense. The first shot hit Lucas' chest; it was
large. Robert could feel the contractions of Lucas' orgasm and that set him
off. He went in hard and held. The sensations were incredible as the
feelings spread all over his body but still concentrated in his groin. He
called out Lucas' name and as his own pulses ended, he fell on top of Lucas
kissing him madly.

They looked down. Robert gasping, "What a wonderful mess. I have never ever
felt anything like it before." He rolled onto his side pulling Lucas with
him. The kiss lasted a long time. Both guys knew that there was no clean
up. Robert woke up the next morning with Lucas behind him with an arm over
his body. Once again, he was amazed that in just over a month, he had
fallen for a guy whose life had meshed with his. They were a team.


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, Michail 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, 2012What 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
Unexpected, Nifty, Adult Friends, February 23, 2017