Date: Wed, 15 Feb 2012 11:18:44 -0800 (PST)
From: Dave Ledge <mikedave01@yahoo.com>
Subject: Kevin 13

Sorry for the delay.  Work was tough last two weeks and then I was gone to
a conference over the previous weekend and out to dinner that Sat. night.
And did I have fun at the conference?  Um, yes!  I could share details but
I don't kiss and tell like Patrick does!

P.S. As always, don't forget to support Nifty!

P.P.S. I also did just write a story yesterday for a reader that is up on
gay/adult friends called "Brian".  That did get in the way, too.  But hope
you like that one, too.

From Kevin 12...  "Kevin looked at me and said he was ready to marry me
after a meal like that!  I just simply said, `Please do!'

He realized I was serious.  `You mean that, don't you?'

`I do', I said, with a bit of pun intended.

`Jakey', he said.  `What are we going to do?  You're graduating this year.
I'm not.  You're off somewhere then.  I'm not.  You're such a hot man.  How
can you not forget me?'

This time I did slug him, in his gut.  He was shocked.

`Kevin, you're the only person for me.  Period.  We will find a way to be
together forever.  It won't happen fast.  But it will happen. I promise
that to you.  After this year you and I may play with other guys from time
to time to ease the pain of being separated, but no other guy will ever
take your place in my heart.  That I swear to you.'  I looked at him hard.
`If another guy takes my place in your heart while we're separated, I will
accept that.  But you need to be honest and let me know that immediately.
I'll never get over you, I think, if that happens, but love me enough to
always be honest with me and let me know everything about you.  But that's
all months away.  Let's flip flop fuck now, if you're not too sore?'

Our tears cleared.  No point in sweating out the future when we could sweat
out each other right now!  LOL.  I decided to take Kevin's ass again big
time and make him walk `funny' tomorrow. LOL again!  And then I wanted him
to make me forget about every single worry possible by fucking the shit out
of me!

And damn, we did.  I don't know how Kevin got his clothes back on and drove
himself back to his dorm.  But I know he was one happy and satisfied man in
all ways possible.  As for me, even more so, if possible!

It would be a very long day tomorrow.  I was hoping for a quiet night
tomorrow night.  Figured Patrick would be with Kevin's Dad then.  And what
about Kevin's Dad, Kevin, Marco, Marco's Dad, Jorge, and Patrick?  Enough.
I'm asleep on my feet.  Tomorrow will take care of itself."

The only highlight of Monday was seeing Kevin.  After the weekend and the
new turn in our relationship, I could feel the difference in how we were
together.  There was already a deeper and more confident tone in how we
talked to each other, too.  Still, I have to admit I really longed to get
him naked and show him how much I loved him, very personally.  LOL.

No Patrick that night.  Guess Kevin's dad did have his weekly "meeting"
with Patrick.  A peaceful, if a bit lonely, night...

Tuesday I continued to get ahead in my studies.  I shopped some in the
afternoon and finally set myself up to do more real cooking.  I enjoyed
making a casserole that night and set up the leftovers in different
containers to freeze.  I had just cleared the dishes when, as always, like
clockwork, Patrick buzzed the buzzer at 8 PM.

He rushed in and demanded, "I want to hear all about it!  I want to hear
all about it!" He plopped down on the couch and said in a very dramatic
tone, "Well???"

"Patrick, unlike others in this room I could name, I don't kiss and tell."

He smiled at my feeble wit.  "You should know me well enough by now to know
that I certainly have no shame.  So, let's cut to the chase, did you take
the gorgeous soccer star's cherry?"

"You're not going to leave this alone until you get an answer, are you?"

"Hell no".

"Well, yes."

"I knew it!" He pumped his arms up in victory and did a quick lap of the
living room.  "Yes", he yelled!

I just rolled my eyes and shook my head at him.  However, I couldn't help
but smile at his enthusiasm.

"Any other details?" he pleaded, with a very cute "hang-dog" expression.

"Just to say, that we're even more in love than ever," I smiled.

"I guess that's good", he agreed.  "However, if he ever does you wrong, you
know who's first in line", he said forcefully.

That made me laugh out loud!

"Can't blame a guy for trying!  Anyway, my turn to talk about the weekend,
and what a weekend it was!  Oh, do you have a beer?  Talkin's thirsty work,
Jacob!" I got him a beer and sat down on the chair facing him.  I popped
open one of my own and prepared to listen.

"Where to start", he began.  "Friday night, or guess I should say Saturday
morning?  Right.  Well, Marco, Jorge and I didn't even bother to put our
shirts on.  I gave Jorge and Marco directions to the apartment here and we
all drove over here from Durham, trying not to get a speeding ticket." He
grinned, remembering.  "Those guys were ready by the time we made it
inside, I have to say.  Clothes were shucked faster than even Superman
could have!  Marco got tackled and Jorge and I went to work!  What a nice
body, and damn do I love big guys!  Yum!  Just enough body hair, muscles in
all the right places, hard abs, and his cock matches the rest of his truly
fine body!  Jorge and I had a feast.  Yum oh yum oh yum!" And Patrick
smacked his lips together obscenely.  I rolled my eyes again.  "Nothing
like three way kissing with two hot Latino guys who really know how to kiss
and know what the word passion really means!  And nothing like working over
a hot Latino stick and balls with another hot Latino sharing the load.  And
I mean that quite literally!" His turn to laugh out loud...  He smacked his
lips together again and made a very obscene sucking gesture.  I just shook
my head in mock dismay.  Grin.  "And not just once either", he proclaimed.
I put my hands over my ears in a futile gesture to get him to stop.  "Not
that Marco did much to reciprocate, although his big hands did feel good on
my cock and he did let Jorge and me soak his hairy chest and let us roll
around on him and try to glue ourselves to him.  And I did like the way he
grabbed my ass and spanked me, too!" I gave an audible groan at that and
said, "Way too much information!" "So then you don't want to hear what
Marco did when he came back over Saturday night?" "No!" "And you don't want
to hear what Daniel and I did together last night?" "No!" "Well, just be
that way!  However, I do think I should buy stock in condom and lube
manufacturers and that I'm quite happy and `satisfied' and did some of my
own satisfying last night again, too!" He leered at me then.  "However, if
you're `up' for something, I would never say no to you, Jacob." He gave me
his cute, pleading, grin again then.  I frowned at him, giving him "the
look".  "All right, all right," he answered.

He got up then and started to pace around the room a bit.  Well, two down,
one to go", he said.  "I think I'll start working on Marco's dad, Diego, at
the soccer match this weekend.  I think he's going to be more of a
challenge than the first two, though." He stopped his pacing and he looked
at me directly.  "Still, I think I'll succeed even if I have to try again
and again.  My gaydar tells me that much anyway." He looked at my
expression.  "As for Marco and Daniel, I think Marco's going to branch out
and find some more `tail' this weekend at the gay club.  He's definitely
got `the bug' and while I'm pretty incredible in bedÑalthough you wouldn't
know, would you?--, even I am not enough for him.  Even Jorge and I
together aren't enough.  Speaking of buying stock in condom and lube
producers!" He laughed briefly.  "As for Daniel, there is something
happening there, definitely something happening.  He brought me more gifts
again this week.  This time besides wine and flowers it was a sweater he
saw that he thought matched my eyes.  What do you think?" he asked as he
modeled the sweater he had on.  "Very nice", I responded.  "Just very
nice?" he asked, with a grin.  "Jealous?" he asked.  "Of you and Kevin's
Dad, hardly", I answered.  "I've got the model I want in that family", I
quipped.  "You don't know until you try it out," he responded.  And I
noticed a bit of dreaminess in him talking about Kevin's Dad.  Patrick
falling in love?  Guess we'll see!

Patrick got up abruptly.  "I should go.  Guess you'll let me", he said with
a sigh.  "You really don't know what you're missing," he complained,
looking for a reaction from me.  Seeing none, he continued, "and some time
we'll have to talk about how to `out' Kevin and Daniel to each other.
While the Triangle isn't a small place if they both run in gay circles
they'll eventually meet each other, such as the gay club in Durham.  I
assume you're going back some time with Kevin." I nodded.  "I'd like to
take Daniel dancing there, too, some time." He stopped to grin at the
memory that we had almost set up a meeting between Daniel and Kevin last
Friday night, inadvertently.  But then he frowned.

"Oh, I just had a bad thought, though.  Daniel goes to every one of Kevin's
soccer matches.  If I try to make a play for Diego there on Sunday,
Daniel'll be a first row witness.  Crap.  In fact if I show up at the game
at all and Kevin sees me with his Dad, he'll put two and two together and
Daniel's secret will be `out'! And if Marco sees me with Daniel and Daniel
sees Marco's reaction to me and if Diego sees Daniel's and Marco's
reactions...oh shit.  No more soccer games for me!" He pouted for a minute.
"And here I was just `getting into' the sport!"

"Or at least some of the player's pants", I said in a low voice.

"Well, Jacob", he minced, "I guess I do resemble that remark." I stood up,
picked up, and folded the newspaper to swat him.  He took his cue and was
gone.

After he left I did spend some time thinking about the two Dads and Sons.
If Patrick were right, and I had no reason to doubt his "gaydar", both of
the family units had a lot more in common than they knew and what they
might have in common was Patrick, at least Diego and Marco might. I wasn't
going to let Patrick close to Kevin!  Kevin was mine and mine alone!

Fall break was coming up soon.  I still didn't have ideas about what
romantic place I could find for Kevin and me.  I'd have to talk to some of
the people I had met on campus to see if they had suggestions.  I was
certainly going to make the best of that Thursday and Friday of break that
both Kevin and I had free!  In fact I didn't even know what I was doing
Friday night with Kevin.  Saturday night was out with another soccer match
on Sunday (I still hate Diego's "no sex" rule).  And Sunday night was a big
study night for next set of tests.  Sigh.  At least the marching band had a
home game on Saturday.

I thought again about Patrick not being able to go to any more soccer
matches.  I chuckled a bit at his predicament.  Well, it was his own damn
fault after all.  However, I started to wonder if I should go to the match
on Sunday either.  I doubted I'd be able to keep my feelings for Kevin from
my face or that Kevin could either.  And Kevin's Dad, Marco, and Marco's
Dad would all be witnesses to that.  While Marco now knew about us, the
others didn't.  I didn't know how Kevin would feel about revealing our love
to them.  Yup, he and I would have to talk Friday night as well as anything
else we might do.  I'd let him decide what to do or not to do about the
Dads.

The rest of the week took its normal course.  It was both a joy and torture
seeing Kevin at band practice.  We took every minute we had to be with each
other after practice before Kevin had to be back at the dorm.  Mostly we
just talked about inconsequential things, but Kevin did smile when he
talked about Marco and how Marco couldn't wait for Friday night and his
next visit to the club!  Grin for sure.  Yeah, did sound like Patrick was
right and that Marco was well and truly bitten by the "gay bug".  I
wondered for a minute if anyone I knew was going to get "lucky", but
dismissed the thought realizing that I actually didn't care.  I figured it
wouldn't be Jorge and Patrick again and as long as it wasn't Kevin, I
really didn't care who got to bed Marco!

On Thursday I told Kevin I didn't have any plans for what we were going to
do on Friday.  He smiled and told me he did.  Guess I'd find out!

Kevin picked me up in his car around 5 PM on Friday.  He took the heavily
trafficked I-40 towards Raleigh.  We eventually got to a very nice part of
the city with old, wealthy-looking houses.  Still not saying anything much
about our destination, we finally stopped and pulled in the driveway of a
three-story house that was in excellent repair.

Grinning and whistling a bit, Kevin led me up the front walk, opened the
door and ushered me into the beautiful house.  Within minutes a lovely
woman greeted us warmly and gave Kevin a hug.  "Thanks for having us for
dinner, Mom", Kevin said.  I had suspected that this is where we were
going, but now I knew!

Soon, Kevin's hunky Dad joined us as well.  And, yes, seeing the two of
them together was quite amazing!  If you didn't look closely you would
think they were brothers, they were so alike and so good-looking!  However,
I was more than happy to leave Kevin's Dad to Patrick.  Of course that
thought did make me blush slightly and, of course, I immediately wondered
what Kevin had told his Mom and Dad about him and me!

None of them let on anything, however.  Well, I could play it by ear and
play it cool then.

We went in the parlor (no other word for that room!) and Kevin's Dad served
us glasses of a very nice champagne (French, no doubt).  Soon his Mom
brought out a couple of platters of mini quiches and mini samosas.
International!

The conversation remained light.  We talked about our classes and our
schedules.  I was asked about my military career, but no hard questions
about it. Kevin and his Dad had a side conversation at one point about the
English Premier League in "football" and how "Man. City" was trying to buy
the championship and finally lord it over "Man U".  His Mom and I gave each
other glances filled with mock dismay.  Anyway, all in all, it was a nice
time.

Eventually we adjourned into the dining room.  Crystal and china, real
linen, of course...  The furniture was elegant and not too heavy.  Someone
had real taste in this household.  For the main course there was a
wonderful Beef Burgundy that was certainly homemade along with grilled
asparagus and perfectly whipped potatoes.  Yum.  The salad course was
served after the main course.  Very European!  For dessert we had a choice
of assorted cheeses or creme brulee.  I couldn't help myself and had both!
That elicited a chuckle from Kevin's parents and a smile.

I complimented them on their home and the meal.  Certainly was wonderful.
They accepted the compliments gracefully.  Then I noticed that Kevin's Mom
gave his Dad a significant look before getting up and leaving the room to
start clearing the dishes.

Kevin's Dad cleared his throat, looked at us quite intensely, and said,
"Well, you do make a good couple, both of you.  I had wondered about the
age difference, but seeing you together and how you interact with each
other, it doesn't seem that significant after all." He then gave me his
version of Kevin's fabulous smile.  I couldn't help but smile back at him
with my broadest smile.  What a relief!  They knew!

I simply said, "I'm glad you know." I finally relaxed the rest of the way.

Kevin's Dad then said, "Both Kevin's Mom and I have wondered about Kevin's
sexuality for several years now.  Unfortunately we're not the type of
family to bring up this kind of issue or even talk about it openly.  I
apologize, Kevin, for that." Kevin nodded in acknowledgement.  "However,
when I saw Jacob at the game on Sunday and saw the looks you guys gave each
other and then your body language at halftime, well, it was obvious then
that you guys were in some kind of relationship.  I called Kevin Wednesday
night to talk about this and finally both his mother and I decided we'd
really like to meet you, Jacob.  And, Jacob", he looked at me with a very
measuring look, "both Kevin's mother and I are glad Kevin is with you.
Welcome to the family."

With that Kevin's mother came out of the kitchen and we all hugged and
tears started to flow.

About an hour later we said our goodbyes, although accompanied by the
leftovers that would go in my fridge.  Grin.  We were fairly silent on the
drive back to Carrboro.  It had been a wonderful evening and quite
unexpectedly pleasant.  The only slightly jarring note had come when
Kevin's Dad was seeing us out to the car while his Mom finished cleaning
up.  As we were saying goodbye, Kevin's Dad looked at me and silently
asked, with pleading eyes, "if I knew?" I understood, immediately, what he
was asking.  I nodded that I did, that I did know about him and Patrick.
He nodded back at me and then said to Kevin, "Kevin, Make some time for us
to have a talk Monday night, please." In response to Kevin's quizzical
look, he said, "No, this won't be about you.  It's about me."  With that he
let us go.

Kevin had started to talk about that odd moment in the car, but I
interrupted him to say, that this seemed like it would be something for him
and his Dad.

Anyway.

Back at the apartment I asked Kevin to make slow and long love to me, to
celebrate his family's acceptance of both of us.

He stripped me very carefully, taking time to caress every inch of my body.
I followed suit.  We then used our mouths and tongues to lick each other's
slightly salty bodies.  At some point we made it into the bedroom and
worked our ways into a 69 position.  Damn, I loved his cock!  I licked his
balls and cock; I moved him around to rim him, too.  I loved his tight,
muscular butt.  I did chuckle in delight, though, when he tried to grab my
tongue with his sphincter.  LOL.  He finally asked me if I wanted to cum.
I moaned my agreement.  He sucked me harder and used his hands on my hole,
sticking fingers in and finding my button.  I returned the favor.  After
what seemed like hours of edging, I started to moan my orgasm.  He did,
too.  Eventually cum flooded out of my cock into my lover's hot mouth.  He
then came into mine.  We shared the last of each other's cum and then held
each other in our strong arms, flexing our muscles and even crushing each
other, trying for maximum body contact.

The next thing I knew it was morning.

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