Date: Thu, 29 May 2014 16:29:13 -0400
From: preecherdave@gmail.com
Subject: Unexpected 7

Unexpected 7

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The story is not autobiographical and is a product of the writer's fertile
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This chapter was fun to write, serious at times and then light and very
human at others. There are more chapters in various stages with some
twists, not necessarily bad twists. Hope you enjoy

Previously

Then it was a wild ride. He had once promised me a wild ride and now I was
giving him one. No edging tonight. His hands were all over me reacting to
every move I made. My cock had never been as engorged, so hard. It was
almost painful but every nerve in my body was sending pleasure messages to
every pleasure receptor in my body. I could now feel Philip stroking
himself and his head moving from side to side; his face a mask of
pleasure. I knew I was just a couple a strokes away as I lowered myself to
kiss him again. I felt him increase his speed and finally felt his body
tense and contract around me. That set me off and I swear that there were
spasms in almost every muscle group of my body.

We kissed and kissed until I finally fell limp on his body. We were both
breathless. I could feel the wetness everywhere on his stomach and chest. I
managed to raise myself and lick a lot of it up and then kissed him again.

"My thoughtfulness was about my first meeting with you and how blessed I
have been for the rest of the year. I almost felt high this evening with
the beautiful service and you and my family around me."  I looked at him
and we kissed a gentle kiss of closeness and love. No more was said but I
could feel physically the bond between us.

Present

It was a scramble the next morning to arrive at the Marchese's for
breakfast but we did make it. Sort of. We were the last to arrive and I got
a knowing look from Gio.

"Marchese men have needs do they?"

"You'll never know." But I did give him a big satisfied smile. He left me
chuckling shaking his head. I think I heard him mutter that it was a hell
of lot more than he got. We would have to hook him up with someone on New
Years Eve. There were some unattached females attending. Who knows?

I bounded into the kitchen and grabbed Mamma giving her a huge hug and kiss
with a Merry Christmas. She protested that she was busy but I could tell
that she loved every minute of it. Mamma was becoming my rock and one of my
favourite people in the world. Pops was in a great mood and we exchanged
big Italian man hugs with a firm handshake. There were words of real
thanks. Pops had given us money towards a trip to Europe that we had been
talking about. Now it would become a reality. It was a lot more than just
plane tickets. We had been thinking of mid spring for good weather and less
crowds. We had talked about landing in Paris and then going to Italy to
visit relatives and take in Florence and Rome. Now it looked as if could be
a reality.

"Well, guys what did you get for Christmas?" Anna gave me a long list and
thanked Philip and me for her 8" tablet.

Marcus did her one better. "Uncle Jamie, I took pictures of everything with
my new camera you gave me." It included lovely pictures of all his family
early on Christmas morning. It was great to see the happiness in everyone's
faces.

Breakfast was as good as a full course meal with an Italian flavour
naturally. It was raucous and fun as we all talked about our Christmas
gifts and the Christmas celebration. We finally were able to pry ourselves
away close to 11:30 with wishes of a safe trip and a good time with my
family.

We arrived at my parents close to 3:30 and both of us were a little tired
from the night before and the early morning with Philip's family. I was
certainly a little tired and on edge and that may explain my actions before
supper. Not that I would ever apologize for what I said.

My sister Jane, her husband, Mark and their Stephen, age 12 and Jessica, 10
were already there. Also there were my Aunt Brenda and Uncle Sam with one
of their unmarried sons, Jacob. There were warm greetings and
introductions. I had decided that that I would just introduce Philip as
Philip. Everyone knew that we were together. We were sleeping in the same
room at my parents. In fact, my mother had said out loud that she hoped
that we would like the new bed my father had said that we needed.

We came back from putting our stuff in our room and got a drink. We chatted
with Uncle Sam, Aunt Brenda and Jacob. Philip ended up on the floor playing
with one of Stephen's new remote controlled cars. They were having a ball
running around a course that they had set up on the floor by the Christmas
tree. I was working with Jessica setting up her new 8" tablet that we had
given her for Christmas. We were really enjoying the kids.

The door bell rang and Mom answered it. I could hear my Uncle Harold
talking in his usual, loud, almost harsh voice and the more subdued voice
of Aunt Alice. I heard Mom say to come in and meet the guys. I hadn't seen
Uncle Harold for a long time. They stepped into the room and I saw Uncle
Harold survey the room.

Philip must have heard the greeting and he, as usual, stood up to be
introduced. Damn, he was imposing and a stud. He gave Stephen a little
tussle of his hair and said that he would be right back. Uncle Harold had a
strange look on his face, I would later realize that it was disgust. Philip
went over to them.

"Hello, Philip Marchese. Glad to meet you." It was typically Philip,
robust, friendly and welcoming.

Uncle Harold made his first mistake. He did not extend his hand to shake
Philip's. He tried to pretend that he was fixing his sweater. Didn't manage
it well. Philip looked quite taken back and didn't know what to say or
do. I was quickly on my feet. "Uncle Harold. It has been a long
time. Welcome." I would at least try civility but I did say it with my
teeth clenched.

 Then he made his second mistake. He muttered. "I didn't know that you
would be here with HIM." Civility was fleeing me quickly.

"His name is ... Philip ... as he just told you. Yes, we came for Christmas
dinner. We spent Christmas Eve and this morning with Philip's parents and
we are here to celebrate Christmas with my family.

"They approve of this arrangement?"

I just looked at him saying nothing. People often don't like silence and
need to fill it in, sometimes stupidly. "Well, what a terrible example to
set for young people. There, you are playing with them. Terrible."

Aunt Alice, "Harold, you promised."

"Promised what Aunt Alice?" She looked panic stricken and went quiet. I
could see my uncle's eyes narrowing. There was more coming.

I decided to preempt him. I leaned over and spoke softly to him. "At least,
I don't go around screwing every available woman like my dear cousin, your
son." His eyes almost popped out of head.

"How dare you talk to me like that."

"I dare to talk that way to anyone who refuses to shake hands with my
partner and then implies that it is terrible that we are playing with my
niece and nephew. May I add that his family approves of me and my family
approves of Philip."

"Alice we are leaving."

Me, "Good!"

Moments later they were gone. I did apologize to my mother. "Mom, sorry, I
think I am a little tired and shouldn't have acted like that in your
home. I ... I just can't stand that kind of bigoted self righteousness."

Mom looked at me and then at Dad. "Thank you. It saved me or your father
from having to ask them to leave."

Stephen, "Uncle Philip, did Uncle Harold do that because you and Philip are
together?"

"Yep. Some people find it a challenge to have two men live together."

"That's stupid. You are a great uncle and so is Uncle Philip."

"Nicest thing that has been said to me all day. Well, except when Uncle
Philip woke up this morning and said good morning to me."

"Did he give you kiss."

"Yeah, a great big, mushy one right here." I pointed to my
forehead. "Yuck!"

Everyone was laughing as Philip and I made ugly, disgusted faces at each
other. The place erupted when Philip came over and gave me a whooping, big,
messy kiss on my forehead. If only Uncle Harold could have seen the
reaction to his leaving!

Supper was delicious and afterwards, we had a lot of laughs as most of us
played board games with the kids while my parents and and uncle and aunt
played a noisy game of euchre. Philip had become a member of the
family. Not surprising.

Just as everyone was leaving, Philip, "Anyone for skating or some hockey
tomorrow? It is going to be a lovely day." Of course, Stephen and Jessica's
arms were up immediately. I could see that my sister and brother-in-law
responded less fervently.

"I have a suggestion. We'll pick the kids up around 11 and we'll skate and
have lunch out and bring them back in the late afternoon." I looked at my
sister with a very sincere, innocent look. "I am sure that you have lots of
things that you can do on Boxing Day." I am certain that I saw a look pass
between her and her husband when she nodded yes. I am equally certain that
there was trace of a smile on my brother-inn-law's face. He gave me a
little tap on the shoulder with a 'thanks' as they left.

Philip looked at me as they left. "You are something. Such a look of
innocence. I know what you would be up to if you were them."

"Exactly what I intend to be up to in a very few minutes."

"Don't count your chickens ...."

"I know my rooster really well."

We went laughing down the hall, my arm over Philip's shoulder.

Mom, "You guys seem to be having a good time."

"Mom, it was a fantastic supper and we have really taken to Stephen and
Jessica. They really are great kids. We are looking forward to being with
them tomorrow. Now let's do some clean up." Mom protested. "Mom, not an
option, we are clean up experts and you are stuck with us." She smiled her
thanks. It was a nice way to end the day. Well, Philip and I had an even
better way to end it a while later. I was surprised how my fatigue didn't
interfere with that at all.

What can I say about the next day? It was great. Jessica and I skated until
our legs were about to fall off. Philip and Stephen stick handled, bumped
into each other and the smiles or looks of determination never left their
faces. We ended up tired, rosy cheeked and hungry.

We took them to a good Italian restaurant in town and had a pizza
feast. Stephen appeared to have a hollow leg. I have never seen anyone eat
as much as he managed. We had ordered enough to take the remainder home. I
phoned my sister to ask if it was safe to bring the kids home. She called
me a smart ass and laughed that they had their timing down really well. We
had ended up making a great new connection with my sister's family and
bonded even stronger with my mother and father.

We left the next day and spent most of the ride home with Philip using his
iPad to make to do lists for the days leading up to New Years Eve. By the
time we arrived home, we figured that we would make it through as long as
we kept to our lists.

New Years brought some really nice surprises. Tom and Eric arrived in the
afternoon with food for supper and willing hands to help get ready. Gio
arrived even before them with all the pick up items that we needed. He fit
in with the group, especially Eric with whom he seemed to really
connect. What we thought was going to be a chore turned out to be fun with
all the help and joking. We were ready an hour before everyone was to start
arriving. So we all changed or freshened up and sat down and started the
party early.

The first to arrive were people from the office who had to leave for other
parties. I had explained that no one had to come as it was a party. But you
know people. You had to please the boss. We had a lot of good food and
drink out just for these people and we made sure that they felt welcome and
let them know that they could leave as soon or as late as they
wanted. Philip, Gio, Tom and Eric were great with them and it was obvious
that they were having a good time.

By 10, the ones who left early were gone and those staying until 12 were
present and accounted for. It was time to really get things going. We
organized the guys and took up the big oriental carpet, our Christmas
present. We wanted it out of the way anyway when the renovations started
next week.

Philip and Gio had both made a selection of music which we played for the
dancing. Everyone took part. I noticed that Gio was out dancing with many
of the females who had come by themselves. He really was a good looking man
and was a fantastic dancer. I hoped that this would be his start of getting
back into the dating game. If the guys dancing with guys bothered anyone,
it certainly wasn't obvious. I know that Philip and I did not stopped
dancing except to make sure that the food and drinks were always looking
full.

Around 11, I noticed that Gio was dancing with a group of the guys from the
club. Not a female in sight with them. Old Gio was showing some
adventuresome spirit tonight. I also noticed that he had been drinking
quite regularly and had been talking to Kevin quite often. Would have to
watch his alcohol levels. He could always stay with us in the study.

We had the bubbly ready for 12 and had the countdown with the people on
Times Square in New York. Philip looked at me with soft eyes and hint of a
smile. After a very hot, New Years, midnight kiss, I looked at him. "A lot
has changed for me since this time last year and I just can't tell how good
it is."

"Jamie, this time last year I was at New Years Eve party and felt so
adrift. I left just after 12 as there was no one there that interested
me. Oh there was a guy who would have gone home with me but I just didn't
like that kind of arrangement that night. You have told me several times
how blessed you are feeling. Lover, I feel the same if not more."

We kissed again and I could feel the bond between us. I had to break the
kiss as I was becoming increasing obviously hard. Philip was exactly the
same. We stood for a moment holding each other but just looking into each
others eyes. When I looked up, I could see Gio off to the side looking at
us in what I interpreted as awe. I went over and gave him a big man hug.

He whispered in my ear. "Thanks Jamie, you have made my brother so happy. I
can see it every day."

"He does the same for me. By the way, you can stay here tonight if you
don't want to stop drinking." He gave me nice look.

We were in the kitchen putting out more food and I felt a hand slip down my
back, under my belt and into my pants to my butt. I looked around and there
was a very mischievous looking Philip. "You can't do that here in the
kitchen with a party going on." I swatted his hand aside.

"Why not? It's our kitchen and our party." With a really lecherous smile,
he pulled me close and kissed me hard.  "My eyes must have been as bright
as saucers. He had never behaved like this before in public.

I decided to get into the spirit of things. I pushed him off of me and
quickly turned him around. I gave him a couple of smacks on the ass. "Two
can play games."

"Oh, you want games?" He turned and leaned over and caressed my chest
pinching my nipples hard. I have to admit that it was like a bomb going
off. A good bomb.

By this time, we were both laughing and trying to get the other. Quick
kisses, bites, pinches, smacks on the ass. We were circling each other
laughing and trying to find the moment to strike.

I heard a little clearing of a throat at the door. Gio, "OK boys. I'd tell
you to get a room but you have one down the hall and I am afraid that you
might take me up on it. We need more food and some coffee."

I looked at Philip. "I'll get you later."

"Yeah, you and what army." He rushed forward catching me off guard and gave
me a big wet kiss. By this time, even Gio was laughing and then tried to
sigh in mock disgust.

We finally got ourselves together and had the food out and coffee out. Just
after midnight, we had put most of the alcohol away and let people know
that coffee was coming and reminded people that the police were out in
force this evening with lots of road checks. We got lots of catcalls on
that one but I noticed that most had stopped drinking. Gio was still at it.

People started to leave around 1 and we were finally down to just a few. I
went over to Gio who was talking to Kevin again. "If you want to stay here,
you can."

"Thanks but Kevin stopped drinking quite a while ago and he has promised me
a drive home or the couch in his living room." Lots of thoughts went
through my head. Kevin was one our gang from the club. He was big athletic
guy and didn't have a straight bone in his body and was hot as hell. I was
surprised that he had no one with him tonight but that was not unusual. He
really never seemed to have a steady boyfriend but never an empty bed. I
made the decision that Gio was an adult and that Kevin had always impressed
me as an honest, upright guy.

"Thanks Kev. Gio, you can pick your car up tomorrow. It will be OK tonight
where it is."

With the help of Tom and Eric, Gio and Kevin, we had the dishwasher loaded,
the rented stemware and plates etc. in their boxes ready to return.  The
living room and kitchen looked clean and as if there had never been a
party. We finally said goodbye to the guys telling Gio to give us a call in
the morning if he needed a ride to our place. I saw a look pass over
Kevin's face. I shook my head not believing that anything would happen
between them. Gio was the guy who accused me of turning his brother gay.

The guys were not gone a moment when Philip looked at me with a smirk on
his face and gave me a fairly hard slap on the ass. The game was on. He
took off and I ended up tackling him on the bed and lying on top of him
letting my entire weight weigh down on him.

"I can't breathe."

"Oh better get some breath into you." I slipped off and started to tickle
him. He got his breath back but then was gasping from laughing so hard.

"Truce?"

No sooner had I stopped, he pinned me with his an arm and his body and
undid my pants and pulled them over my ass.

"No fair. It was a truce."

"It isn't any more." He lowered my shorts and started to smack my ass. That
sent incredible shocks through my nervous system. Damn I was reacting. I
was hard as a rock. I felt a hand reach under me. "Oh so my guy likes
that. He likes to be punished." I think I managed to mumble something
totally incomprehensible. He laughed.

I let myself relax. The moment I felt Philip relax, I suddenly erupted
taking him by surprise. In one second, I turned, sat up and grabbed a
nipple through his shirt and started to pinch it. His eyes opened wide as
did his mouth with a moan and an 'ah fuck'.

Literally, the dam burst. Hands were taking clothes off and we were
naked. Kisses were everywhere and hands and fingers were pinching as teeth
were nipping. I got a couple of good hard wacks on his ass and he returned
the pleasure. We went through every part of the body and we were at it for
I don't know how long. Philip was breathing hard when he suddenly stopped
and managed to yell out. "Take me you sexy, fucking, beautiful man."

He leaned down and wet me so that I was literally dripping with his
spit. "Wet me. Use your tongue and spit and then fuck me hard."

I had him kneel on the bed and then I went after his ass. It was not gentle
and loving. It was raw male sex. He was making strange noises as I probed
with my tongue. When I had him totally wet. I quickly pushed him over. He
landed on his side with laughter. I put him on his back and then climbed on
top of him with my knees on each side of his chest at just the right
distance. "Suck it and get me even wetter. Make me suffer."

He took me right to the bottom many times and towards the end he was
lightly scraping me with his teeth. I was breathing hard. I positioned
myself between his raised legs, spread them as wide as I could. He put me
at his entrance and I pushed in holding only for a second and then pushing
in all the way quickly. "You said hard!"

His hands on my ass set the pace and it was hard and fast. Philip managed
to get out, "I don't care how long you last, we are going to do this for
most of the night."

I was so charged that I didn't last long and I very quickly had one of the
most explosive orgasms of my life. I hardly waited. I came out. I leaned
down and wet his cock. and knelt on the bed. "Wet me and fuck me just as
hard you can, you magnificent stud."

Very few times in my life did I have the reaction that I had. After an
amazing orgasm, I usually go soft. Now, I was still hard and after entering
me quickly, I stayed hard. Shortly, I asked him to let me lie on my back so
I could see him. He came out and his cock was shimmering in the light from
the spit: it was red and completely aroused. As he came between my legs, I
reached under his ass and put a finger in him feeling the wetness I had
left. I massaged his prostate. He was incoherent. Very soon, he was in me
and finishing in a huge explosion.

When he came back to the world, he looked at me. "Fuck you are still
hard. Take me again. You are amazing."

I made him lie on his side but turned towards the bed with legs splayed
open. I was able to stroke his ass, kiss it and lick it. I spread his
cheeks apart and could see his wet opening, a turn on. I liked this
position because I could kiss his neck and use my hands on his chest and I
could reach his cock. I managed to get him hard again as well. Suddenly,
the mood changed. We made love. It was slow and intense. When I came again
it was with an incredible feeling of love and attachment to this man. When
I realized that he was still hard, I made him do the same thing to me. I
simply revelled in the physical and mental closeness that had developed
between us.

So at some point that morning totally satiated, we kissed a final time and
fell asleep.


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