Date: Wed, 06 Jul 2005 22:10:53 +0000
From: Steve Thomas <stevethomas535@hotmail.com>
Subject: Coles-Dreams Chapter 45

This is a work of pure fiction, based on the author's feelings, beliefs,
and in some cases, experience.  There may be graphic sexual encounters at
times between men, so if this offends you, you are invited to retreat.
If you are too young or it is otherwise illegal for you to be reading
this kind if story, shame on you for reading it - -  please stop here.
If not, - - ENJOY!



Cast of Characters:

Cole Alexander Stephanson IV -- Our hero

Jazz -- (Jack Zachary) Coles oldest brother

Diane -- Jazz's wife

Janie and Jesse -- Jazz's kids

Rod -- Coles middle brother

Suzanne -- Rod's wife

Will and Cole V -- Rod's kids

Igor  (Iggy) -- Cole's Tutoring Pupil

Cole Alexander Stephanson III -- Coles Dad

Ethyl Stephanson -- Cole's mom

Rex Remlin-- Rod's best friend

Gus Hartwin -- Cole's Boyfriend

Judy and Bob Hartwin -- Gus's parents.

Michelle -- Cole's old girlfriend.

Dexter -- Iggy's boyfriend

Ed -- Paramedic

Manolo -- Paramedic

Steve -- Manolo's boyfriend

Randy -- Found Boy

Curtis -- Found boy's brother

Kian Willis--      Friend in Vancouver

Nicolas Poole-- Friend in Vancouver

Howard Poole -- Nicolas's Father

Christian -- the pool guy

Boyd -- the pilot

Spike -- Cop and former classmate

The twins:

    Marcus Aurelius

    Alexander The Great

Jon -- Teacher's Aide

Gary Rose -- Nurse

Mickie -- Sorority girl

Grant "Skinny" Yorgason -- Former classmate

Chapter 45

The entourage from Canada wanted to  see the San Diego Wild Animal Park.
After breakfast all the guys went to their respective rooms to get their
safari clothes on.  Gus and I were getting ready in our room when he
said,

"I wish that I could afford more than a toy ring, sweetheart.  I wanted
my proposal to be so special!"

"Ohhhh, nooooo!  It WAS so special!  I feel so loved!  And -- somehow, I
feel just that much more committed than I did yesterday.  I didn't think
I could love you any more than I already did, but - - obviously that was
fallacy!"

"But I wanted to get you a special ring and - "

"A relationship isn't about a ring." I said

"I had one picked out."  He pouted.

"Okay!  Lets go get it!  How much was it?  It couldn't have been THAT
much!"

"Yeah, right!  Are we gonna buy it with our good looks?"

"Well, if you were willing to sell yourself, we probably COULD!"  I
quipped.  "But -- barring that idea, We DID get a pretty nice birthday
gift from Howard."

"Mr. Poole?  That wasn't to `us'.  It was to you!  He loves you!"

"He's also paying YOUR educational expenses -- remember?  He loves you
too, babe.  And you're  a PART of me!  So it was to both of us."

"I don't know - - "

"I do!  And I WANT that ring!  Haha!  As soon as the guys go back up to
Vancouver, let's go shopping!"  I said.  "Lets both get rings!"

"God I love you, Cole Stephanson!"

"What makes me so warm and full is -- I know it, Gus!  I love you
too."  They came together for a close embrace and deep kiss before
gathering with their other friends in the living room.  Lexy and Marky
held their arms out to their brothers.  Gus and Cole hugged and kissed
their respective favorites.  The twins had somewhat been weaned of the
guys constant presence since school started, but they still wanted to
feel their favorite brothers' warm love when they were home!

"Those seem more like your sons instead of your brothers!"  Said Chris,
amazed.  Cole and Gus both beamed.

Mom took the reluctant boys from their brothers and the whole crew left
quickly to spare the twins -- and Mom -- too much agony.  When they got
outside, Chris said, "Can't they come with us?"  Coles and Gus's eyes
lit up as the others muttered their agreement.  Cole ran back and popped
his head in the door.

"Mom, can we take the twins with us?"

Mom hesitated a few moments, then said -- "Can their mother go too?  We
can take my new Excursion -- if Gus is willing to drive it!"

"That would be very cool, Mom!"  Cole said.  He turned to the rest of
the guys.  "She says if you're willing to drive the Excursion, she'll
go too!"  he said to Gus.

"Yes!"  Said Gus.

"We can put one boy in each of the rear seats.  It may get a little
crowded with the baby car seats, but it's only couple hours."

As it worked out, there was plenty of room.  And with the built-in DVD,
the boys were happy to be surrounded by all of our friends, watching
Barney.  And - - our friends seemed to love the boys as well.

This is one of those times when it probably would have been more fun with
kids a little older than 10 months.  But it was still good.  The boys
were so good!  We have plenty of DVD's for them to watch.   We had lunch
just before we drove into the park.

The Excursion was the perfect vehicle for this.  We could all see well,
and it was trippy driving in and amongst the wild animals.  We picked up
an electronic box that beeped and told us when to stop at various points
along the trail, and it told us what was going on in that area.  The boys
slept through most of it.

When we finished driving through the park, we drove to the zoo.  The boys
were more impressed there, probably because between the six of us -- and
Mom -- we carried them everywhere.  The monkeys caught their attention
the most and made them laugh.  Both Kian and Chris seem to have a special
gift for entertaining children, and the twins love them!  Probably
because they are still such children still themselves.  Somehow I don't
think they will ever lose that.  I hope not!  I hope Gus and I don't
either!

We stopped for dinner on the way home.  It was not late, so we were not
in a hurry to leave the restaurant, especially after 3 hours of walking
at the zoo.  Nick rang his water glass with his butter knife.

"I have an announcement to make.  I have talked with my father, and he
has asked when you guys want to tie the knot.  He is hoping it will be
soon, and wants to suggest something to make it special.  He wants to fly
all of you -- your whole family -- and anyone else who wants to come --
to Vancouver to be married at the top of the Pan Pacific Hotel on the bay
-- if it's in the winter, or at Buchart if in the spring or summer.
Either way, he wants the two grooms to stay in the bridal suite at the
top of the Pan Pacific on their wedding night."

Everyone at the table was stopped cold.  "I hope I haven't offended
anyone!"  He said, looking kind if sheepish.

"No, I don't think so, Dear."  My mom said.  It's just -- well --
it' such a generous offer!  We are not in exactly destitute conditions -
"

"Oh!  I'm sorry, Mrs. Stephanson!  I didn't mean -- I mean - "  Nick
turned nearly purple.

" -- but it is still hard for us to think in those terms.  Please don't
think you offended us -- well, at least me -- in any way.  Of course the
boys will have to answer for themselves.  But I can answer for my husband
and me.  That is a very generous offer and we thank you so much!"

I looked around the table.  The Canada contingent was all hopeful smiles,
except for Nick, who still looked worried.  I looked at my sweetie.  He
only nodded.  "I think we will accept your father's offer, Nick!  I
don't know when yet, but -- well -- we still need to talk about this --
as far as the time table will be -- how long we want to be engaged -- and
all."

"Omigod!"  Kian shrieked, loud enough to draw the attention of most at
the restaurant -- and in his most femmy voice!  "this is SOO
exciting!"  He bubbled.  Nick was all smiles by this time.

Nick looked directly into Kian's eyes.  "Well, I have another
announcement -- and request.  Kian, If Cole and Gus will agree to it --
can we make that a double ceremony?"

Kian looked blankly -- questioningly -  into Nick's face.  Then, slowly,
realization crept into his eyes, and at the same time the blood seemed to
drain out of his face.  "You're -- you're -- serious?"  Kian said.
Nick nodded.  "I mean, you're - - SERIOUS!"  For the first time since
I first met Kian, he was speechless.  Tears sprang to his eyes.

"Yeah, Hon, I'm serious.  And -- I've already talked to dad about it.
Are you willing to let Cole and Gus set our wedding date?"

Kian only nodded, and then put his face into the nape of Nick's neck,
and hugged him close.

"Cole and I will talk it over -- with each other and the rest of the
family -- and we'll let you know when -- by next week."

"Are you sure dear, that you meant all our family?"  Said Mom.

"That and all the friends you want to invite.  Mrs. Stephanson, my dad
can afford it, believe me!  Be extravagant!

I know that Mom and Dad would not invite many of their friends to watch 4
gay guys get married -- if any.  But I resisted saying anything.

"Disgusting!"  We heard uttered by a loud whispered voice in back of
us.

"Oh SHUT up!"  A nice looking guy sitting at the next table said.  We
looked back and this skinny old lady looked shocked that anyone would
come to our defense.  They looked like they were ready to come to blows.
The guy was with -- probably -- his wife.  He looked to be in his
mid-forties.

"It's okay!"  I said.  "We know it's a volatile issue."

"That doesn't make it okay to be rude!"  the guy said without taking
his eyes away form the old lady.

"It's just not Christian!"  She said quietly.

"That's your opinion!  In my opinion, what YOU are doing is far from
Christian!  Forbidding a whole sector of our society from marrying
promotes promiscuity.  Is that what you want?"

"I just think - " but she could say no more.  It was as if God had put
a sock in it FOR her!  She was wobbling.  I almost laughed.  Part of me
felt sorry for her.  I wished the guy would let it go.  But another part
of me was glad!

"You see?  You are the epitome of the old joke: you stopped to think and
forgot to start back up again."  Half the restaurant laughed and
clapped.

"Young man, I never thought about it that way.  You mean gay people are
promiscuous because we won't let them marry?"

"No -- actually not."  He said.  "Gay people are promiscuous for the
same reason that straight people are.  They don't understand the value
in NOT being promiscuous.  If the laws were changed to allow gay
marriage, a percentage -- probably large percentage -- still would not
marry.  They LIKE being promiscuous -- just like so many more
heterosexual people like it."

"I -- I -- I think I see what you are saying."  She said, haltingly.
She got up and came over between us.  "I'm going to talk to my minister
about this.  He is always preaching against it.  But I think I see a
different light.  Please forgive my rudeness?"

"Who's your minister?"  The guy said.

She told him.

"Oh yeah - him!"  The guy said.  He looked at us.    "Everyone in this
area knows that preacher.  He's the main honcho at the huge Assembly of
God Church around here.  "Don't bother, Ma'am.  He's not interested
in truth or reason.  Only his own agenda.  He plays on the hate of a lot
of people -- or sheeple!"

"But he seems so sincere."

"Oh, he's sincere all right.  He sincerely wants you to give generously
to make him richer.  Have you seen that he no longer is driving his
Cadillac?  It's no longer good enough.  He now is chauffeured in a limo
everywhere he goes."

"Yes, I have seen that.  I don't think it is bad to be prosperous, but
- "

"But I don't think a person should be paid to preach the Gospel.  His
motives are in question, aren't they?"

"I'm going to at least talk to my husband."  She said.  "Thank you
for enlightening me.  And - " she turned to our table.  "again, please
forgive me for being rude.  I thought I was doing it for Jesus.  Now I
think that Jesus has just taught me from one of his disciples!"

Mom rode shotgun on the way home -- she insisted that I sit next to Gus.
"Do you think" Gus started, "that Christmastime would be a good
time?"

"Oh yes!"  Mom said.  "Christmas in - "

"I think Gus was talking to me, Mom."  I said gently.

"Oh - - I suppose he was.  It's just not fair!"

"What's not fair?"  I asked.

"With three boys, I thought I'd never have the chance to plan a
wedding.  How can I do it when it's going to be way up in Canada and
catered and set up by Nicolas's father?"

"I can speak for my dad here, Mrs. Stephanson.  He doesn't have time
for that kind of stuff.  But I'm an only child and it will be my mom's
only chance too.  I know she'd be more than happy to share that
responsibility with you!"

"Omigod!"  Gus said.  "I never envisioned anything like this!  Well,
one thing's for sure -- you can leave MY mom out of the planning!"  Mom
gave him a sympathetic look.

We bubbled over most of the way home.  The boys couldn't hear the DVD,
but they probably couldn't understand it anyway.  They watched the TV,
but they were caught up in the excitement.

When we got home, we couldn't wait!  All six of us went to a jewelry
store.  Kian, Nick, Boyd and Chris only to look and give us a bad time.
We chose gold rings with a Celtic knot design.  Very masculine!  We
decided to wear them on our right hands until the ceremony, where we
would change it to the left.  Kian and Nick were looking at diamonds.
Chris looked a little covetous, but Boyd was not much interested.

My dad was taken back at first.  "I just never thought about -- well --
my boys getting married.  Haha!  I sometimes laugh a little when I catch
myself trying to imagine that you are just best friends -- and even
though I know what goes on when you are alone in your bedroom -- well,
maybe not EVERYTHING -- haha - "  He laughed nervously -- like he wished
he DID know "I have to admit that sometimes I pretend that you're just
friends."

"Dad, we don't really expect you to invite anyone outside the family to
this affair.  Nick just wants you to know that you may if you want."  I
had read him correctly.  He relaxed a little.



We called within days to ask Howard if the 27th would be okay.
"Spendid!  Cole, Nick told me about rude old woman at the restaurant --
and the nice man that came to your defense.  I have to tell you -- I've
not been the same since -- well you know!  I love you -- you know that --
like a second son.  You have brought me and my son back together --
twice!  But I still didn't have this deeper understanding that that man
taught us all.  We all are excited for all of you!"

School was grueling, so the time flew by.  Boyd flew Mom up to Vancouver
the week before Thanksgiving.  Mrs. Poole flew down on the plane so she
could spend the time flying with mom, and they could discuss things that
only mothers know about.  She and Boyd and Chris very graciously accepted
my mother's home cooking -- with a certain amount of relish.

Mom was gone a week..  She called home every night to talk to Dad and
sometimes with both Gus and me.  She wanted everything to be perfect for
us.

The ceremony was planned to take place in a very ornate banquet room at
the hotel that Gus and I were to spend our "wedding night" at.
Everyone else stayed at the mansion, except Nick and Kian, who decided to
keep their whereabouts a secret after the party.  The room was really two
regular lodging rooms that were refurnished like the Taj Mahal.  There
were seats set up for about 80 guests, with an aisle down the middle.
Our family and friends were to be on one side and Nick and Kian's on the
other.

We all dressed formally, and when we walked into the room, the orchestra
played a march, but not the wedding march.  Our mom's got up and turned
around.  The aisle was arranged so all four of us could walk abreast
through the guests.  There were more people on Nick's side.  Some of the
Poole's friends who "understood" were invited, as well as some of
Howard's and Nick's business associates.

When our mom's arose, and everyone turned, there was a general intake of
breath.  I guess they were taken back by these four very handsome (blush
blush!) men walking down the aisle.  Then - - Gus and I spotted them at
the same time.  He stumbled a bit, and started breathing hard -- to
stifle his emotions.  Too late!  Tears were already in his eyes, as he
looked into the smiling eyes of his mom.  His dad was standing by her,
with a serious look.  But I saw him wink at Gus.

Gus stopped about ½ way down the aisle.  The rest of us stopped with
him.  He just had to regroup for a moment.  Most of the people in the
room probably wondered what was happening.  I glanced up at my dad, who
has a big smirky smile on his face.

After some hyperventilating, Gus whispered -- so all in the room could
hear -- "Okay!  I'm ready."  A titter of giggles started around my
family and spread to the rest of the room.  Apparently they knew!  But it
was as much a surprise to me as it was to Gus.

We walked the rest of the way to the front of the room, where the
judge/friend that Howard hired was waiting.  He smiled at us and started:

"This is a new experience for me, but one that I feel privileged to
perform.  I have known Nicholas all his life, and have always been
impressed by the lad.  I am now impressed by his courage in confessing
his love in this manner, joyfully and publicly.  I honor each of these
young men for their courage!

"In most cases, I do not preach to a couple who has come to me to be
married, but in this case, since Nicholas is a dear friend -- and son of
a dear friend, I'd like to say a few words.

"Nick, I believe you know what a serious step you are taking.  You were
always a prodigious child and even at this young age -- for matrimony --
I believe you understand that it is more than a ceremony.  Very soon, it
will probably be possible to make this a completely legal pact between
you and Kian.  I have watched you and Kian grow from boys to young men.
I don't know Gus and Cole, but I am going to assume they also understand
the gravity behind this joyous affair.

"The four of you have known each other for a time -- a time which has
been valuable for you to see into each others' hearts -- to understand
somewhat of your partner's thinking.  This is important in marriage.
Too many people enter it lightly -- both hetero and homosexual couples.
It can either bless you for life - or scar you for life.

"Nick, Kian, Cole, Gus, please always think of your partner first in all
your dealings and acts.  Be long in angering and quick to forgive -- for
there will be many times when forgiveness is needed.  Always communicate
any contentious feelings or thoughts that you may have, because if you
don't, they will cause a rift, which in turn, as they increase in number
can become a gulf that cannot be crossed.

"Now, a little about your specific situation.  Being gay is not easy in
the best of circumstances.  Most infidelity is perpetrated by men.  It's
a sad commentary, but true.  Canada is about to accept gay marriage as
equal in every way to marriage between opposite sexes.  This will help in
great measure to curb runaway promiscuity among gay people -- mostly
men.  But you still must be extra vigilant to remain true to your
partners.  I look at you today and all four of you in your fine clothing
are magnificent specimens of manhood.  There will be many who will try to
woo you away -- even for one night or one hour -- or one minute -- to
feel the heady passion of just holding any of you close.  Don't let that
happen.  It is the recipe for disaster in your relationships.

"That said, I am not telling you that you should be cold to your
friends.  Just be vigilant in your dealings.

"Now,"  he said, turning to Nick and Kian, "Now for the short part.
Nick, do you take Kian as your partner, to be friends, lovers and one in
life until one of you dies?"

"I do."

He said that to each of us.  We each said "I do".

"Now," he began again, "I believe each couple has some way that they
have decided to seal this public ceremony.  Please turn to each other and
finish this part and start your lives together."

We waited and watched Nick and Kian.  They turned toward each other.
"Kian, you are my soulmate, my love.  I pledge my whole self to you, to
become one in every way with you, all of my life."  He then took a
platinum ring from his pocket that had a 1.5 carat diamond set in it, and
placed it on Kian's hand.  Kian repeated what Nick did.  Then they
embraced and kissed deeply.  My attention was diverted slightly as I saw
Gus's dad's head shaking.

Then it was our turn.  I wish we had prepared something to say -- but we
didn't.  But we did decide that Gus should go first, since he was the
one to ask me at the restaurant that day in San Diego.

He took my right hand and removed my ring.  He dropped my hand and
brought the ring to his lips and kissed it.  Then never taking his eyes
from my own, he found my left hand and put in on my ring finger.

I then repeated what Gus had done for me, and we embraced.  We had
decided the night before not to kiss, but since Nick and Kian did it, so
did we.  But our kiss was short and closed mouth. The whole room erupted
in applause and cheers.

"I now pronounce you married!"  Another cheer and then everyone rushed
us at once.  The first to reach us was Gus's dad.

"Son, I'm sorry if my being here might have set you back a notch.  But
your mother and Mr. and Mrs. Stephanson convinced me that this was the
best way.  I'm also sorry that I've been such an ass about this -- this
-- thing that you have had to deal with.  Cole's father spent some long
hours with me, teaching me what he understands about it.  It's still
foreign to me, but know that I love you and will continue to try to
understand."

"Dad," Gus started, but he couldn't possibly go on.  He grabbed his
dad and buried his face in his shoulder and neck and blubbered.  Gus's
dad stood there woodenly, looking bewildered, not knowing quite how to
react.  Finally he put his arms around Gus and patted him on the back.
HE looked extremely uncomfortable, but he was trying!  Finally Gus broke
the embrace and stepped back.  The whole room was silent.  "Dad - - - If
you never understand fully, I won't mind.  I can't even understand what
guys see in women!"  He laughed.  His dad laughed.  Then the rest of the
people broke into laughter and applause.

Winter in Canada is like a fairyland!  Everything covered in white, with
sparkling icicles and snow and ice clinging to the trees.  It is nice to
walk with my sweetheart -- and see other sweethearts -- both gay and
straight -- so in love.  Or maybe it's just me.  Everyone looks in
love!  Haha!  I can feel my ring on the left hand all the time!  It seems
silly, but ever since this afternoon when we left everyone behind at the
hotel, I have been feeling like a newlywed -- or as I suspect other
newlyweds feel.

This is such a new -- and strange -- feeling I have!  It's as if
something has really changed!  Well, obviously Gus and I are still the
same.  But this feels - - good!  I feel -- so much more committed -- to
Gus -- to making our marriage work!   Damn, that sounds funny.  I really
never thought I'd be married -- well -- to a guy anyway!  I don't ever
want it to end!

"Wow!"  Gus said.

"What?"

"You look so deep in thought!  Can I come in?"

"You already are in, Sweetheart.  I -- I -- " All of a sudden I
couldn't speak.

"Cole!  Are you alright?"  He said, concerned.

"Mo -- mo -- more than alright, Gus.  I am just so overwhelmed with all
this!"

"Do you wanna go back to the room and rest?"  He said, still concerned.

"I do wanna go back to the room."  I averred.  "But not to rest!  I
want you to make such sweet love to me!"

"Oh!"  he said both relieved and delighted.  "OH!  Yessss!  But we
have to be back to the banquet room by eight for the party."

"Or not!"  I said, laughing.

"We owe them -- especially Howard -- that!"  he corrected.

"I know, but we have time for this.  That even gives us time for a nap
-- after!"

"Got it all figured out huh?"

"That's the nice thing about being right here in the same hotel!"

When we got to our room, there were tropical flowers on the dresser that
smelled so nice!  With an envelope.  We opened the envelope.

"Dear Boys.  We are so grateful to the Poole's for their generosity.
And don't think that we have not told them in a hundred ways.  This
check is for your honeymoon.  You can take time now or use it later.
Half of it is from Bob and Judy."

"My parents gave - "  Gus choked up.

Continuing with the letter: "I think that Bob and Judy are hoping that
you go to Hawaii.  They said they want you to experience something that
they never have.  I found out that Nicolas and Kian are going there
tomorrow.  With Mr.  Poole's pull, he thinks he can get to on the same
flight.  Think about it -- but quick!  Love, Mom and Dad"

"N - no Shit!  Hawaii? -- and -- omigod!  My parents!"

"I know!"  I said, unbuttoning the studs from his shirt.  "Umm -- I
don't wanna be a nag, but - - - LETS FUCK!"

"Cole!"  Gus said laughing.  We tore ourselves out of the rest of our
clothes, throwing them everywhere.  "Such Language!"

"Well - - I feel I know you so much better now!"  I joked.  He pulled
me on top of him as we flopped on to the bed.  We kissed and giggled for
about 5 minutes before he got down to the serious business of massaging
my anus -- getting it ready for him.  He had a way of wetting his finger
and making it feel so much like a tongue, that I didn't care if he never
gave me a rim job.  I was squealing like a kitten, begging for mercy!  He
did it way past the time when I thought I was ready.  Then he opened me
up as only Gus knows how to do, and with all four fingers spreading it
open he kissed me and softly said my name.

"Cole -- oh Cole, I love you soooooo much!  A few years ago, as I stole
looks at you in high school, I  never dreamned I'd be here with you like
this.  And if I had dreamed it -- I could have no way of knowing how good
-- how sweet -- it is to make love to -- with you."  I felt a slight
pressure which told me he was in. He expertly replaced his fingers with
his much smoother and softer dick.  Softer on the outside, but raging
hard on the inside.

He couldn't keep kissing me while stroking.  I lifted my legs over his
shoulders and he looked directly into my eye, as he went deeper with each
stroke until he bottomed out.  I could feel the soft tissue of his
scrotum each time he went in.  He couldn't kiss me, but his mouth was
watering like Niagara.  He let this fall onto his dick and it took
several slow strokes to get it in me.  He stopped momentarily to kiss me.

"Go for it, Dude!"  I said.

He started to stroke faster.  I opened my legs as much as I could.
"Deeper, Sweetie, Deeper - - and harder.  HARDER!"  I commanded.  He
rammed with all his might.  Tears were flowing from his eyes as he neared
his explosion.  It was obvious as he started to moan and then scream that
any second I'd feel that warmness inside me.  But it didn't immediately
and he stopped.  He again leaned down and kissed me as he started up
again slowly and carefully so as not to fall out.  Kissing is tricky in
this position.

But in this position, with him leaning over me so far as to kiss me, he
made perfect contact with my prostate.  It wasn't long before I started
to moan.  He contorted himself to take longer, faster strokes as he
continued to kiss me.  I was ready to blow and then he got a panicky look
-- no -- just very excited as he started anew to moan and in ten seconds
both of us were screaming and panting and moaning.  I finally felt the
warmth of him shooting up inside me and I shot all over both our torsos.
He collapsed on top of me, his dick popping out as he slid around in the
generous cum between us!  We kissed and panted and moaned for at least
five minutes more, as he slipped along side of me and we caught our
breath.

As we started to relax a little, I kissed him one more time and said,
"So!  THAT'S how married people do it!  I think I'm gonna like
this!"  We both laughed.  We got up and headed for the shower.  We had a
little more fun washing each other in the shower and grabbed a towel as
we came back into the bedroom.  We spread out the towel on the bed --
where we had made quite a mess!

We lay down in each others arms.  I was almost asleep when he reached
over and grabbed the phone and touched the "0".

"Front desk.  How my I help you?"

"Please give us a wake up call at 7:00 PM.  And - - please send a maid
up to redo our room after we leave at 8:00."

"It will be done exactly as you have asked, sir."

He pecked me and turned his back to me and we spooned to sleep.

THE BEGINNING



Notes:  (And a little history about the author) Cole and Gus are maybe a
little young to be married, but everyone is ready at a different time.
There are many who would NOT take this step at all -- wanting the freedom
to shop around all their lives.  That is their choice and their concern.
It is my belief that committed coupling is the best way to find
happiness.  Of course it is obvious in all my writing that I still
believe that a traditional family with a mother and a father is probably
the most optimum way to a joyful life, but even that has no guarantees
and ....

Some just are not "wired" for this possibility.  Of course all of us --
if we are normally healthy -- have the ability to procreate.  But some,
for reasons which are widely debated, are not disposed to this type of
life -- or they do not wish to sacrifice one part of their life to
achieve another.  That is a choice which we all must make.

Even heterosexual couples must choose whether to have children or not.
Most choose to.  Maybe many shouldn't!  I never even considered the
possibility of loving a man in that way before I was in my 50's.  I knew
I was attracted to guys from an early age, but I thought/hoped/wished I
wasn't!  At the same time, I loved the feelings I had when I was aroused
by a guy.

Cole's dad's experience when he was young -- experimentation -- was my
own experience.  I craved touching my friends.  I ached to for the long
years from puberty to the end of my teens.  After puberty it was no
longer okay to touch and suck other boys.  And I told myself that I would
"grow out of" the attraction to guys -- like a teen will outgrow acne.
I was pretty handsome as a youth, so I dated every weekend of my teen
life -- popular girls who wanted to be seen with me.  I wasn't a jock,
but who knows what they thought they would get from me?  (They got
nothing, so they seldom dated me for long!)

I married my best friend when I was 20.  Sound familiar?  She was abused
as a girl, so my disinterest in sexual things with her was fine with
her!  After 12 years of marriage and 4 children, I admitted, at least to
myself, that I probably was not going to grow out of it.  But by then, I
was so busy raising my children that I had no time for fooling around on
the side.  Oh, and did I tell you -- I am not in the least attracted to
women! I raised my kids almost by myself, because it turned out that she
was not emotionally equipped to deal with children.  I on the other hand
was the classic super-dad.

Then, when I was 52, and all my children were grown, a boy came into my
life.  A man really, but he was a boy to me, at 19.  Our story is written
also in Nifty, under the name, "Adam" and is found in the "so-sex"
section: /nifty/gay/no-sex/adam/

Maybe it should not have happened.  But who can say that maybe it saved
the life of this boy/man!  He is now happily in love with a guy he can
share all with.

There was a brief interlude when I was first married, when a boss seduced
me.  It didn't take much seduction because I was more than willing.  But
he only wanted some quick satisfaction and he dumped me.  That too is
written in the adult-friends section of nifty as "Cute-Boss":
/nifty/gay/adult-friends/cute-boss

I hope that you will want to read my other stories in this site:

These are the fiction.  They are better if taken in order:

/nifty/gay/college/colins-story/ COLIN (40
Chapters)

/nifty/gay/college/chris-crossed/
CHRIS_CROSSED/SETH  (34 & 32 Chapters)

/nifty/gay/college/denny-comes-out/
DENNY-COMES-OUT (19 Chapters)

/nifty/gay/college/rob/ ROB (Continuation of
Denny -- 21 Chapters)

/nifty/gay/college/leonards-lust/
LEONARDS-LUST (30 Chapters)

/nifty/gay/college/coles-dreams/ COLES-DREAMS (41
Chapters -- so far)

These are all true.  Give and take is as told to me by my friend in
Bosnia.

/nifty/gay/no-sex/chance-encounter CHANCE
ENCOUNTER (1 part)

/nifty/bisexual/adult-friends/both-ways BOTH
WAYS (1 part)

/nifty/gay/military/give-and-take GIVE AND TAKE
(1 part)

This is a fantasy I had about my brother.  We are to this day very
close.  He was the first homosexual incident I ever had, when he was 8
and I was 5.  There was no other, as he is straight as an arrow.

/nifty/gay/incest/my-brother-my-idol MY BROTHER MY
IDOL (1 Part)

Enjoy!  And thanks for reading Coles-Dreams!  If you haven't yet figured
it out, the rest of their story will be up to you to decide!

Love, Steve