Date: Thu, 9 Mar 2017 11:10:46 -0500
From: David Preecher <preecherdave@gmail.com>
Subject: Unexpected Robert 9

Unexpected Robert 9

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Comments                	preecherdave@gmail.com

I wrote this chapter quite a few weeks ago. I think that you will like
it. It really pulls the story and the family together.

Previously

They were out of bed fairly quickly as they had slept very soundly after
the exertions of the previous night. They were laughing and touching each
other as they entered the kitchen. Papa was looking at them. Then he turned
and gave Jeremy a shake of his head.

Robert. "What?"

It was Dad, Jeremy who answered. "As we hoped, it was a comfortable bed and
gave you a great night sleep."

Jeremy looked so innocent. Robert knew his dads too well. "The bed was
everything that WE had hoped it would be."

That was all that was said but everyone knew what they were talking
about. Again, Lucas was fascinated by the way fathers and son knew each
other so well. Breakfast was fun and they were talking enthusiastically
about the game. They knew that it would be a tough match. They ate a good
breakfast and then quickly checked and gathered their gear for the
practice. Both guys were anxious to be amongst the first at the
arena. There was not going to be any talk of an easy ride for them living
at home.

As they left, they reminded his dads that Coach has asked to meet them
after the game if it were possible. They nodded OK.

They were the first to arrive. They did their stretches and a mini
workout. They were half dressed in their gear when the first guys
arrived. They gave a lot of grief to the guys who came straggling in after
their breakfast. They got a lot back. There were laughs and good natured
insults all around. The coach found a happy team when he arrived. He noted
that Malenfant and Stephenson were ready to go. He figured yet again that
he could trust these two.

Present



Coach did not believe in a really tough practice before the game. As Lucas
and Robert had noticed before, it was more about tactics and practising
some of the difficult but important moves that could win or lose a game:
accurate slap shots, attempts to get around the goalie, accurate passes,
quick rushes up the ice, back checking. He drilled into his defence and
forwards how he wanted them to position themselves and play against this
team which was a really good team. The practice time went really well and
before they knew it, it was over.



The team was going to be bussed to one of the largest shopping centres in
the city so that the guys could look around and then Coach had arranged a
group lunch at a restaurant close by. Again, it was a team time and both
the guys knew that it was important to be there with the team.



They wandered around the centre going into the electronic outlets like the
Source and a big Apple store.  Lucas wanted some clothes so they went into
a couple of stores. Lucas was paying for some pants that he had bought and
Robert was standing out just looking at the people passing by. He looked
down one area and he saw Anna come out of a store and was followed out by a
big, good looking guy who put his arm around her shoulder.



Lucas saw his guy staring down the passage. Robert had a surprised look on
his face and a small smile.



"What?"



"I got it right for both of us. I just saw Anna come out of a store with a
guy who put his arm over her shoulder."



To make it clear to Lucas his feelings, he put an arm over Lucas' shoulder.



"Robbie do you want to go and say hello?"



Robert looked at his watch. "No, it is time to go to the bus. We'll have
our meeting at Christmas. This makes it much easier. I am glad for her and
just as I am happy for me."



"Thanks for saying that. I know why you liked her. From the picture you
showed me, she is hot."



"Hot and bright. Just like my guy."



Lucas had tears in his eyes. Robert realized yet again the number that his
mother had done on him. Here was his big, handsome, bright guy who still
had doubts about himself. He almost hated that woman. Thank goodness he had
taken him to the chalet at Thanksgiving. In a few hours, he would be
surrounded by Robert's family who loved him and his father. He hoped that
he would be buoyed up by it. Even he himself was looking forward to what
his family could do for them both, surround them with love and affection.



As they walked through the shopping centre to the bus. Lucas looked at his
guy. "You know if you ever regret what has happened between us, tell me
sooner than later. I know that it took you by surprise."



Robert pulled him onto to a seat in the passage way. "I can only say this
in a few ways. You took me by surprise. It has been the greatest surprise
that I have ever had. I mean that I feel like I am flourishing as I never
have before. You obviously don't realized how much you have added to my
life. Anna and I were close but you and I are partners. I can't imagine you
not being in my life the way you are now. Maybe you will find someone
else. Maybe I shall but I don't think so. I feel that we are with each
other for a very long time. If we weren't out in public, I would give you a
kiss to remember. Come on, we have a bus to catch and game to win."



"Can I have that kiss later."



Robert just smiled and raised his eyebrows.



Again they were amongst the first to arrive at the bus. Coach looked at
them. "Remember, I would really like to meet your parents." He looked at
Lucas. "I understand that your father will be here too. I want to meet him
as well."



Coach looked out at the stragglers. "Come on you guys, we have a game to
win and we need some food."



Coach had given the restaurant the menu he wanted. He didn't want a lot of
fried food that would clog up the bodies. He knew what a lot of guys liked
so he ordered what he thought was good food before a game and what the guys
would eat and enjoy.



"Guys, this meal is on the team. I have ordered food that I have researched
as good pregame food. I want it eaten and enjoyed. If you don't like it,
eat it and pretend you do. You can eat what ever you want this evening when
we get back. Got it?"



Lead by Lucas, with big smiles, "GOT IT COACH!" Coach tried to look stern
but Robert could see that there was a repressed smile under his look.



The food was delicious and the guys ate everything put in front of
them. Robert noticed that it was a struggle for some of the guys as there
were piles of vegetables as well as pulled pork and a very small servings
of french fries. He felt great after the meal as did Lucas. This was their
kind of meal.



They had some time on the ice before the game and were in the dressing room
for Coach's final instructions. Robert was surprised when Coach finished
and looked at him.



OK thought Robert, he wants me to say something. "Guys, we played really
well last week. My entire family is out there. My parents, my grandparents,
my uncles, aunts and cousins. Lucas' father has come to the game as
well. Guys remember last week. We'll need to change some strategies but
play as a team, keep tight, back check. We can do it; we are number one."
Suddenly the entire team started to chant, number one. He joined
them. Coach gave his last minute instructions and they were on the ice.



Robert glanced quickly around the arena and finally spotted a huge group of
his family. Momma and Pops were there standing and cheering and beside them
were his dads cheering just as enthusiastically. His immediate reaction was
that he wanted to win for them. Lucas had obviously seen his father. As
they went to the bench they touched gloves and gave each other a wonderful
smile. It wasn't missed by Coach.



Both teams had several shots on goals and the goalies made great saves. Mid
way through the first period, the puck was in their opponent's corner and
the defence men had gone in to get it. One of the opposing defence men
tried to pass it out of his end but the puck was stopped inside the blue
line by Robert's team. Robert quickly skated just to the right of the goal
and slapped his stick hard several times on the ice, a hockey players way
of saying pass it to me. Their guy passed it to him and without even
pausing, Robert connected with the pass and with a strong shot and flick of
his wrist he sent the puck up into the left, top corner of the goal. The
goalie didn't have a chance. The goal light went on, The crowd roared and
he was on the ice with his team piling on him. As he skated back to the
bench, he saw his Dad and Papa still standing clapping and yelling. They
were always there for him.



Coach, "Good position, great shot, well done Malenfant."



Minutes later they scored again and soon the buzzer went to end the
period. Coach said his words as did some other players. The second period
was played hard and just before the end the opposing team scored. Two --
one when they went into the dressing room.



Robert stood up. "Guys don't get down. We played well. Their goalie was
incredible. We could have scored several times. OK, here is what I see."
When he was finished, he looked at Coach. He agreed and gave them some
things that he wanted them to do.



It was a tough final period as the opposition was determined to tie it
up. The play was in the opposition's end at the 16th minute. Robert had
gone into the corner to fight for the puck. He got a couple of elbows and
gave a couple back. He finally got the puck and he saw Lucas just inside
the blue line. One of the things that coach had said was to put the other
team off balance by passing to their defence if they were just inside the
blue line. He told his defence to take the shot and that gave his forwards
a chance to go in and pick it up and possibly score.



Robert did as Coach had said. The pass was dead on and Lucas had it with
his stick. Lucas saw a clear opening and decided on a slap shot. You could
hear his stick hit the puck. Lucas watched in fascination as the puck flew
through the air almost in slow motion catching the open, top corner and
went in. He watched almost unbelieving as the goal light turned on. He was
still standing there staring in disbelief when the first of his team
members were on him. He looked up to see Robert smiling down at him. Robert
gave him a punch in the shoulder when he pulled him up.



They were careful, played hard and the game ended 3-1. The team went nuts
in the dressing room. Congratulations all around especially to Lucas for
getting the insurance goal. Robert wanted to go over and put his arms
around him and pull him close but that certainly was not going to happen
here. The celebrations continued through the showers. Finally, they were
dressed, had their gear together and went searching for Coach. They found
him congratulating the other coach for a hard fought game. Coach ducked
into the dressing room to tell the guys to board the bus and he would be
there shortly.



"Coach let's go find my family. They will all be waiting by the entrance."
They opened the door to the hallway leading to the entrance and they could
hear excited noise when the final door to the foyer opened and then silence
when it shut. Robert knew exactly who was making the noise.



He stepped out of the door with Lucas by his side and a cheer went up. His
dads and Mr. Stephenson leapt forward. Robert saw the wonderful look on his
guy's face as his dad rushed to him and hugged him. Mr. Stephenson was
becoming like their family with his hugs. He registered that Lucas was
hugging him back like a person drowning. He came back to reality as his
Dad, grabbed him. "Robert, an incredible game. That first goal set the tone
and the game."



There was more he wanted to say but Papa muscled his way through and
grabbed him. "Son, I have never seen you play better. I am so proud of
you. Great game."



There was a clearing a throat. It was Momma. She grabbed him "My Robert, I
am almost hoarse from yelling. Magnificent goal and play."



He had hugs from everyone; he especially loved the hugs from Jamie and
Philipo. He saw the sight that he was waiting for. Momma went over and
excused herself with Mr. Stephenson. She took one look at Lucas and
enveloped him in a huge Momma hug. "My Lucas. You were amazing. I have
never seen anyone play defence like you and then that goal." He got the two
kisses on each cheek.



Finally everyone had their say and there was an obvious final special
moment between Jamie and Philipo first with Robert and then with
Lucas. They turned around to see Coach standing there by himself looking
bemused.



"Coach, I should have warned you. You have now seen my family and Lucas'
family in action."



"Now I understand why you are like you are. I don't think that I ever
witnessed anything quite like it."



"I would like you to meet my dads."



Coach had picked them out already and had actually started walking towards
them. "Coach, I would like you meet my dads Jeremy and Timothy."



As coach shook hands with Jeremy, his dad smiled. "I'm Jeremy
Marchese-Milner. Here is my partner Timothy Malenfant. husband actually."
Jeremy called Mr. Stephenson over. "You have probably figured out that this
is Carl Stephenson, Lucas' father." They shook hands.



With a big smile, Coach, "I had to meet you. Your sons have taken over the
team. First time ever that first year players have taken on a leadership
role in the team. I just wanted a chance to meet you and tell you that you
have two very fine young men but I can tell that you already know that. I
have a team on the bus and I had better get going. Any time that you want
to see a game, give me a call and I shall arrange for the best seats in the
house for you or anyone in this family." Coach gave his dads and
Mr. Stephenson his card.



It was Robert who spoke. "Thanks Coach for everything. We'll see you on
Monday."



They were hustled off to his home; everyone was invited back for
supper. They entered the house. Robert excused himself and went over to
Lucas. "I wanted to do this in the dressing room but I figured not a good
idea." The kiss was long and intense. There was a clearing of a throat.



"Brett, Paul, sorry I just had to say something to this guy."



Smiling Brett, "I like the way you say things. Congratulations on a great
game." He put his arm around Paul, "My guy didn't score but he was every
where all night. He played really well. I guess I should say something to
him." The kiss was passionate.



Timothy cleared his throat. "OK, you four, now that you have that out of
your systems, let's join the family."



In French, "OK Papa. We just had to have a little private celebration after
the team celebration."



Continuing in French, Brett. "These guys were incredible. They played the
best game that I have ever seen."



Paul also in French, "You haven't see that many."



"I shall now. That was exciting, almost as good as a good math puzzle."



All three attacked him. There was a lot of laughter and finally pleading
from Brett to stop tickling him. Timothy loved to see the guys like
this. It reminded him of the high school years when their home was filled
with Robert's buddies and teammates.



Everyone had contributed dishes for dinner and they were all out in the
kitchen and places were set in the dining room with a the big extension to
the table. They served themselves in the kitchen. When everyone was seated
with their food, Jeremy asked Pops to say grace.



Robert looked at his great grandfather. Age was beginning to show but he
was still a man with energy and presence. Momma too was looking older but
she was still the matriarch of the family. He had noticed how much
Grand-mère Malenfant looked up to her.



He was still in his reverie when he felt Lucas' leg start to rub against
his. Oh boy, his guy was sending a message. There would be interesting
times when they were finally in bed. He turned to look at him. His face was
bright with joy. He was here with his father and his new family. He had
received high praise from his team members for his goal. In many ways, this
was his night.



He noticed how his dads kept including Brett and Paul in the
conversation. They too looked amazed at this lively, interesting family who
had taken them in. He watched Brett carefully. Paul had quietly told them
the story of his family. He came from a family which was not rich, working
class and he hadn't learned a lot of the social graces. But he was bright
and perceptive. He noticed that Brett watched very carefully which fork and
spoon everyone was using as his dads had set a formal table. He had been
ready to dig in when he sat down at the table with his food but had quickly
put his knife and fork down when he noticed that everyone was waiting for
the last person to sit down. He was probably not religious but he respected
the grace in which by family tradition, guests were welcomed during the
grace.



They understood Brett's looks when they remembered that he was not out to
his family who disliked even the concept of being gay. First, Brett was
fascinated as he watched his dads interact as two gay men. He was totally
surprised when Robert and Lucas had held each other close and kissed in
public. He was a quick learner when he followed their lead and kissed
Paul. Robert was so glad that he had invited him to stay at their home. He
wondered how he was doing financially.



His thoughts were broken by Philipo asking him what the surprise was that
he had for him. Robert had emailed him and had asked to meet him on Sunday
morning before church. Robert gave him a big smile. "Grandad, if I told you
now, it wouldn't be a surprise." Philipo got a lot flack for not being able
to wait. They set a time for nine the next morning. He saw the look from
Lucas. Robert leaned over and told him that he would just have to wake up
early. He did mutter 'horny bugger'. There were questioning looks from
around the table as Lucas started to chuckle.



To deflect any questions about Lucas' chuckle, very quickly, Robert asked
Momma what she had done differently as the lasagna tasted great but it
tasted different. She smiled with pride at the taste of her Robert. She
explained in detail. Everyone agreed that it was really good. Loudest
praise came from Brett and Paul. Momma glowed.



The meal continued with a fair amount of wine and lots of food. There had
been lots of praise for the team and then conversation started about their
courses, schedules and Christmas celebrations. Every one at the table was
invited for Christmas especially the guests. There had been a look between
Lucas and his father. It was obvious that that was a discussion for
later. He thought that he almost saw a look of resignation from
Mr. Stephenson. He would encourage Lucas to talk to his father openly
before they both left. Perhaps Christmas Eve and dinner with Lucas' family
and then to Robert's home for some days including New Years Eve. They could
go back to university together in Lucas' car.



Finally the dishes were taken out by the four young guys and dessert was
put on the table. As the last person sat down, Momma came in dramatically
holding a dish piled high with cannoli. With a huge smile, she walked
around the table and put the dish in front of Lucas.



Lucas looked around the table, and then announced. "Mine! All mine!"



He said it so well and so definitively that the place erupted. The look on
Mr. Stephenson's face was total love for this aspect of his son that was
never shown in his own home. Then his face turned to regret as he realized
that his son had been accepted into this family and he was estranged from
his own family by the actions and attitudes of his own mother. They were
sitting beside each other and his father put his arm over his son's
shoulder and whispered something in his ear. Lucas would probably tell him
later what his father said.



True to his real self, Lucas stood up and picked up the plate of
cannoli. "You won't taste any cannoli anywhere better than these." He then
went around the table serving everyone personally until he arrived at
Momma. He leaned over and gave her a kiss of thanks. Robert had seen Momma
at a loss for words only a few times in his life and he was sure that he
saw tears forming in her eyes. All she did was hold his hand tightly and
gave him the most loving smile. Robert saw his dads look at each and nod a
yes. As his last act, Lucas reached over and took a cannoli and tasted it
with his eyes closed and look of pure pleasure on his face. He returned to
his seat. Everyone had seen the real Lucas. He saw the look of surprise and
admiration from Paul and Brett. Many around the table had continued talking
and missed this little dramatic tableau. So there were no embarrassing
silences.



When he was seated, Robert leaned over and whispered in his ear. The
message made Lucas look so young and vulnerable as he smiled at his guy. He
leaned over and touched Robert's hand just for a second.



Eventually people started to stand and walk to the living room where the
fire was on low and the place looked so inviting. As they entered the room,
Robert corralled his group and suggested that they should go and get ready
to go to the club. It had been arranged that the guys would go earlier and
save a table. Jeremy, Timothy and possibly Jamie and Philipo would come
later to join the guys.



They had agreed to dress for a night of dancing and for a night out on the
town. They came down the stairs after a time of showers and getting
themselves looking good.



When they were finally all down it was Jamie who looked at them. "Guys, you
look great. Go. We oldies will join you when we get this place cleaned up.



It was the first time that Lucas, Brett and Paul had been in a gay
club. The looks on their faces were almost laughable. Brett in particular
looked as if he couldn't believe that this place existed and that he was in
it. Robert had been through those feelings in Paris but he had gone as a
straight guy. Now he had his guy and he could hardly wait to start dancing.



They had arrived early enough to get a table for them and their
dads. Lucas' father had told Lucas that he would probably have an early
night and would see him at breakfast. Jamie and Philipo were not certain if
they would come.



The guys ordered some beer. The music was in full swing. The crowd was
dancing. Robert looked at Lucas and signalled with his head that they
should dance. Both Paul and Brett were still looking stunned as they
watched a room full of men dancing and in some cases being fairly
intimate. Finally, Paul looked at Brett and smiled and stood up. All the
guys were on the floor dancing. They were all good dancers as they had
taken girls to dances and in all cases to the Prom.



Robert thought back to his time in the clubs in Paris. This was even
better. He had his big, handsome partner to dance with and he could really
dance. The first set of music for them had some really good fast pieces
with good rhythms. Finally, there was a pause and then a slow piece
started. They looked at each other and melted into the other. Much like the
first night in Paris, it took a few minutes with stepping on each other
which brought smiles to their faces to get in sync. Finally the melded
together and held each other tightly as they moved to the sensuous rhythms
of the piece. Robert could feel Lucas pulling him tighter and tighter into
himself. It felt so good to be so close and wanted so much.



At one point, he searched the room and there were Paul and Brett dancing as
closely as they were. He smiled as they turned and he could see that
Brett's hands had fallen on Paul's ass. Both looked as if they were in
another world, one with just them in it. It was almost at that moment that
he felt one of Lucas' big hands go slowly down his back to his ass. It
didn't just rest there; he fondled it. Oh god it felt so good. He too felt
as if he was in another place with just his guy.



They must have been like that for a couple of minutes. He opened his eyes
and as they turned, he saw his dads with Mr. Stephenson entering the club,
looking around and found them dancing. Robert quickly whispered in Lucas'
ear causing him to break the spell and for Lucas to mutter that he couldn't
believe it. They quickly separated and moved to their table holding up
their arms to guide their dads to the table.



With a mischievous smile, Jeremy looked a this son. "Could you guys get any
closer?"



Robert thought quickly and decided that that comment deserved an even more
risque one. "Yeah, I can think of one way."



His dad with a smile and chuckle gave him a light tap on the side of his
head. "I guess I asked for that."



"Yep."



He heard Lucas. "Dad, I don't believe it. I thought that you were staying
home."



"Son, I want to be part of your life. I want to be with you and I want you
to know that I accept you for who you are. This is a really good looking
place. Timothy and Jeremy told me that there would be no problem for me to
come along. They told me that they could probably hook me up with someone."
He laughed at his son's reaction, eyes wide in amazement. "Don't worry,
I'll behave." He grabbed his son in a hug. "Go on dance. I want to buy some
drinks for Robert's dads."



Minutes later Lucas nudged him pointed with his head. Jamie and Philipo had
arrived. The scurried and found chairs for them. Later while they were
taking a break and talking to Dad Stephenson, Robert looked out over the
floor. Paul and Brett were dancing virtually cheek to cheek. His dads were
dancing a slow dance holding each other tightly. He looked at them
objectively. They did not look their age. He saw too men in their prime,
handsome, fit, well built and sexy as hell. As he was looking at them,
Timothy lifted his head and said something to Jeremy. Jeremy's answer was a
wonderful smile and a kiss. Yeah, his dads. He hoped that he would be just
like them at their age. Then he saw Jamie and Philipo go on the dance
floor. They turned a few heads as they started to dance. They too were
still a handsome and great looking couple. It was clear to anyone watching
them how close they were.



He must have drifted off from the conversation between Lucas and his
father. He felt Lucas' hand on his leg. He looked at him. Luca must have
been able to read his mind. "It is hard to believe that they are your
parents and grandparents out there dancing. As coach said, I can see why
you are who you are. My dad commented that he had never really thought of
what it meant to be gay. He says that he understands now. He told me that
he can feel the love between your parents and grandparents. My dad is
turning out to be an amazing man. Thank you for getting me back together
with him. Let's dance. I want to feel you with me dancing to the beat with
your incredible body moving with mine."



Lucas stood up and pulled Robert with him and put his arm around him and
took him to the dance floor. The dance was sensuous and almost erotic. Both
guys could feel that the other was becoming hard. Thanks god that they had
not worn boxers but had packed some briefs as well for tonight. It could
have been very embarrassing.



They knew that they had an early start tomorrow morning and it was clear
that his dads didn't want to leave Lucas' father sitting alone for long
periods of time so they all agreed to leave. Robert had seen a couple of
older guys come up to Lucas' dad but he had just smiled and said something
to them. The guys had smiled and moved off. Robert remembered again his
comments to the guys in the gay club in Paris. It was very clear that Brett
and Paul had had a great evening and Robert knew that they would want to
find a place like this near the campus. Robert felt the same way. They
would have to be a bit careful but it had been a great evening and they
would want to do it again closer to home.



They all said their good nights and see you at breakfast and scattered to
their rooms. They had just shut the door when Robert felt Lucas come up
behind him and encircle him with his arms. "Fuck, you are one hot guy."



Robert looked at Lucas. "You really don't realize what you look like." He
quickly took off Lucas' shirt. "You are so fucking good looking and your
chest is made for wet dreams." He ran his hands over his chest, caressing
it. When he pulled the hair and light nipped his nipples, Lucas started to
laugh.



"Do you have any idea how fucking good that feels."



"Don't keep me in suspense. Show me."



Seconds later Robert was gasping and moaning. "OK, I get the message."



They were lying on the bed naked. Lucas had just used two fingers and had
lightly stroked Robert's very hard cock. Lucas tilted his head, "You know
that your cock is a magnificent work of art. It is truly amazing."



"Yours is even bigger."



"I am not talking size. I mean looks, colour, texture, taste. Oh, fuck
Robbie, I feel as if I have won the lottery. Handsome, perfect body and
incredible mind. Coach is right. You have taken over the team." He
proceeded to show him with his mouth just how much he liked his body, the
whole package.



At some point with no words, they decided that tonight would be a bit
different. Robert had turned around and had started his ministrations with
his mouth on Lucas very hard, red cock.  They had not done a 69 for a while
and somehow that is how they wanted it this night. As they took each other
in their mouths, hands fondled balls and inevitably fingers slicked with
saliva found their way inside each other. They found the spot and after
edging a couple of times, they each had an explosive finish. They kissed
tasting each other.



Lucas was on his back and Robert was on his side looking down. They smiled
at each other. "Robbie, I am so sorry. I am such a fuck up. I don't know
how you put up with me.



Robert looked down with a stern look on his face. "I don't know where that
came from but let's get somethings straight ... again. Your body is a
masterpiece. I enjoy your fun and your wit. You are bright; you have come
alive in our accounting seminars. Your marks are straight A. Your comments
about the team are dead on. I would never give the time of day to a fuck
up. But I would give a lot to a guy who is fuckable." He smiled lovingly at
his guy. "If you wake up early enough tomorrow morning, I'll show you what
I mean."



He paused and leaned down and gave him a kiss. "Lucas, you are one hell of
a guy." To himself, he repeated his mantra, 'I hate his mother'.







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, 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

Unexpected, Nifty, Adult Friends, March 9, 2017