Date: Tue, 01 Mar 2005 13:31:14 -0700
From: Roy <roynm@mac.com>
Subject: Phalen - Chapter two Gay/College Section of Archive

This story contains portrayals of homosexual actions and lifestyles.  There
may be references to, or explicit descriptions of, sex between consenting
adults.

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This story is entirely fictional, and any resemblances to actual persons
are completely coincidental.


Roy
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Phalen, chapter two


     I have no idea how long we lay in each other's arms, though the moon's
shadow had now drifted over us.  Neither of us felt a need to speak at
first. All of our emotions were conveyed with moans, sighs or the
occasional brief chuckle.

     From time to time, Phalen would move slowly from laying at my side, to
covering me with his entire body, then back, moaning as he worked his way
over me, while I rubbed his back and we kissed.  At one point he gave me a
shy smile. I grinned, and tried to pull him closer as he snuggled his face
against my neck, his breath teasing my ear.

     "You know, my dad warned me about dirty old men like you," he said in
a husky voice, showing his emotions. "He didn't tell me though that I'd
like, wanna spend *lots and lots* of time with the guy, or that I would
love the taste of pizza on his tongue, and the taste of our mixed-up jizz
on his stomach."

     Raising himself up on his elbows, again looking into my eyes, he ran
his fingers slowly through my hair.  "Nope, dad never warned me that the
twinkle in this guy's green eyes could make me laugh, and at another time
those same eyes could make me ache because I wanted so much for him to hold
me. --- He never told me that a single wink from the guy could light up my
day."

     "He never told me that I could, like come to love this guy if given
half a chance," he said as he returned to nuzzling my ear."

     "Did your father ever tell you that you're a hopeless romantic?" I
said gently?  "I'd bet that he also didn't tell you that some dirty old men
are romantics too, did he sexy boy?" I continued in same almost-whisper.

     In an instant he was back on his elbows, face close to mine.  "You
are?" he said with some of his former exuberance.  "I was, like afraid that
you'd think I was being too mushy, or something if I told you what I'm
feeling," he continued, rubbing a finger along my jaw then across my lips.

     "Phalen, I have to tell you in all seriousness that meeting you has
got to be the very best thing that has ever, I mean *ever* happened to
me. --- For years, I have known that something was missing from my life.  I
thought it might sex," I chuckled as he pecked my nose.  "But it was more
than that.  What was missing from my life was you," I said as I started to
choke up.

     "Likewise --- for sure," he grinned, speaking like a kid again.  "Does
that mean that I haven't run you off by being mushy?"

     I shook my head.

     "And --- for telling you that you had pepperonis and pizza sauce on
your shorts, when you really didn't, just so I could get you naked?"  He
giggled squirming to get away from me.

     "You what?" I shouted.  "I *thought* you had more experience than you
claimed! And there you were, faced with a blushing virgin who was
clueless!"

     "Jeff," he said, looking me in the eyes seriously.  "I really hate to
tell you this, but we are *both* still virgins! Shooting a load and making
out does not mean we qualify as 'men of the world,' he said in a deep
voice.

     "We still have lots of stuff to try out. I'd like to learn those
things --- with you, if that's, like okay," he said becoming serious again.

     "Way cool," I said imitating him. --- "For sure."

     "Hey, you making fun of me?" he asked, reacting to my imitation. "I
can speak as well as you --- dude," he said with a grin.

     "I know you can, and I'm not making fun of you.  I think the way you
speak is cute --- just like you."

     "Hello --- anyone home?"

     "What the fuck!" I mumbled as I jumped up and headed for the front
door.  "Surely, I locked it after the pizza guy left --- didn't I?"

     "Hey Jeff --- looking good!" said Phalen's father Larry, with a smile,
as I ran to the door naked and erect.  "You know of course, that you really
should close and lock your front door."

     "Um, yeah, I must have been a little distracted," I stammered.  "We
ordered a pizza a while ago and I guess I didn't close the door all the
way, or something.  You want to come in?"

     "Okay, if I'm not interrupting anything, he said quietly with a
grin. "I can't stay but for a minute though.  Got a big day tomorrow."

     Even though he seemed at ease, I was still pretty scared.  I mean
after all, I had been having sex with his kid!  He had said he wouldn't
mind, but --- well, I wasn't sure.

     "You gonna be okay with this?" I mumbled.

     "Yeah, I'm cool.  Why are *you* scared? I just need to tell Phalen
something."

     As we were standing in the courtyard talking, Phalen yelled from
inside.  "Jeff, get your butt back in here!"

     "Phalen?" Larry mouthed the question.  I nodded.  "What *did* you do?
He certainly doesn't sound like the boy I know."

     "I thought you promised not to ask what we did," I joked. "And yeah,
you might not recognize him. --- Big changes Larry.  Big changes. --- For
*both* of us.

     "Jeff!  Are you flashing traffic or what?  Get in here I'm horny!

     Larry raised his eyebrows as I shrugged.  Someone was about to get a
big surprise.

     "Um Phalen," I said.  "We, um, ah --- have company!"

     "I thought I told you not to answer the door for anyone!"  He yelled
from the living room.  He was laying on the air mattress, legs spread, eyes
closed, playing with himself.  "You're all mine --- remember?  Tell 'em to
hit the road.  We're busy here."

     As he had been shouting, Larry and I stepped into the living room.
Phalen still hadn't seen us.

     "Jeff!" he yelled again.  "I said I'm *horny*!  You gonna help me out,
or do I have to take matters into my own hand?"

     Well, Larry was getting a first-hand demo of how much Phalen had
loosened up, I thought.

     "Hey son --- how's it hanging?" Larry said quietly.

     "Dad!" he screeched, scrambling to stand up, cover his erection, and
trying to look normal at the same time.  "Holy shit!  I --- uh, mean, well,
what are you doing here?"

     I could see that Larry was really enjoying the situation.  "I asked,
how's it hanging?"

     "Well, um, actually, at the moment it's --- *not*, he said as the
ridiculousness of the situation hit him.  "But if you're still here in a
couple minutes, I'll be able to tell you.

     "*Why* are you here?  You upset with Jeff and me? 'Cause if you are,
don't be.  Jeff had nothing to do with this.  I seduced him!" he said
defiantly.  He tried to cross his arms over his chest, but couldn't because
of the sheet he still held gripped tightly in front of him.  As he stood
there he had failed to realize that his erection tented out the sheet, and
his butt was prominently on display in the window's reflection. Neither
Larry or I smiled.

     "Seduced him, huh?" said Larry slowly. I'm sure he didn't see the
slight smile on his dad's face.

     "Yep, all my fault.  You see, when we were wrestling, I pinned Jeff to
the pizza, and then the pool was getting all gunky with floating pizza
stuff, so I had to strip him down so it didn't get any worse.  And then I
got cold so we had to get out of the pool. And Jeff was standing there
naked 'cause I had stripped him. And --- well --- I didn't know what else
to do.  --- So, I kissed him," he said in a meek little voice.

     Phalen looked down behind the sheet, then up at his father, "Now it's,
like hanging," If you want to know.

     "Oh, and thanks for the air mattress, and beer and stuff.  I got drunk
on half a beer, and I couldn't inflate the mattress.  You're not mad ---
are you dad?" he said plaintively.

     By now, Larry was almost laughing at the situation.  Finally he
decided that he had put his son through enough torture for the evening.
"No Phalen, I'm not one bit mad at you --- or Jeff."

     "You aren't?"

     "Nope.  I just came over to see if you were staying here tonight.
Someone had apparently turned off your cell, 'cause there was no answer."
Phalen just smiled.  "I also needed to tell you that your mother and I have
been called away for a few days so you'll be in charge of the house while
we're away.

     "Now, with all that said, I have to tell you about something truly
wonderful that happened to me tonight.  Do you know what it is?"

     "No dad.  What happened?"

     "My wonderful son, finally found himself," he said gently.  "Do you
think you're too old to get a hug from your old man?" Larry said slowly.

     "Oh dad, you're like the very best," Phalen said as he dropped the
sheet and quickly stepped over to be enclosed in his father's arms.  "Now
look.  You've made me start to cry," he said through his sobs.  I'm to old
to cry," he said, as he gasped for breath, trying to stop the tears.

     "No son.  You're never too old to cry --- or get --- or give a hug.
C'mere Jeff," he said holding out an arm.  "We can't let you stand there
all alone," he said as he drew me into a three-way hug.  We stood there for
a minute; each absorbed in one of those made-for-the movies-moments, except
two of us were naked.  Then Phalen grinned at his father.

     "Mushy time's over guys!" he said, followed by a slightly manic
laugh. "I'm no longer hanging, so dad, thanks for bringing the message but
Jeff and I have some unfinished business to attend to."

     "Okay, I'll let you guys get to it, but first I've got to say how much
I love you," Larry said as he kissed his son's forehead.

     "Yeah, same for you," Phalen said, returning the kiss, and giving his
father's shoulder a quick squeeze. "Dad, you're the best."  With that, he
turned his back to his father and walked back to the air mattress, picking
up the sheet and spreading it out, obviously waiting for me to come back to
bed.

     Larry turned to go and mouthed the words, "thank you," to me as he let
himself out, making sure to secure the door.


~End - Chapter Two~

     Thank you to everyone who has taken the time to comment on this
story. I appreciate your input and your constructive criticism.

     It would also be interesting for me to see what YOU think the
characters look like.  If you ask, I'd be happy to send you images of the
way that I envision them.  I think that it's always nice to be able to put
a face with a name, thus the pictures.

Best wishes,

Roy
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