Date: Fri, 31 Oct 2003 07:39:53 -0800 (PST)
From: Randy <usam1a2mbt@yahoo.com>
Subject: Joey and Joshua, Prelude, Chapter 4

Joey and Joshua: The Prelude, Chapter 4: "Acceptance".
By Randy P.

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Disclaimer: These stories are a work of fiction and
contain descriptions of homosexual sex. Any
resemblance to real people or events is coincidental.
If this type of material offends you, or if the law
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Note on the Prelude: This prelude is written to
provide for the setup of the main story involving Joey
and Joshua and contains time gaps that may or may not
be expanded in the future.

Dedication: This series is dedicated to my first true
love, Scott. I'll never forget the fun and love we
shared, Scott. I miss you terribly. I've decided to
call one of the characters Scott in this story as a
tribute to what we had, love.



There was dead silence around the table while Brad and
Janice, Scott's parents, sat there with dumbfounded
looks. My parents, for their part, had expressions of
helplessness while looking the other two adults. I
felt anxious; Scott betrayed his nervousness to me by
squeezing my hand so hard it hurt. After all, we had
discussed coming out a bit earlier today, so I knew
what this moment meant for us.

Brad was the first to react by getting up, walking
into his house and slamming the door behind him.
Janice winced at the sound of the door slamming and
worriedly said, "Scott, are you sure this is something
you want to do? Have you thought about the risks and
the dangers?"

"Yes, Mom, I'm sure. I love Josh with all my heart!"
Scott replied in a tone that made his feelings crystal
clear. I stood there in misery, understanding Janice's
conflict, having been through it with my parents. My
mom walked over to Janice and gave her a hug while
talking softly to her. Janice burst into tears,
hugging my mom back, while my dad started toward the
Bumars' house. I pulled Scott into my house, shutting
the door behind me.

"Josh, why did my dad walk away like that?" Scott
plaintively asked.

I enfolded him with the biggest hug I could give,
"Scott, he wasn't prepared for this. Give him a few
minutes, ok? My dad is talking to him, I think. It'll
work out somehow," I said in the most reassuring tones
I could muster.

Inwardly, I felt nothing but cold ice gripping my
heart, wondering if this was going to damage
everyone's relationship with each other. Would this be
the end for us already?

*****

In the Bumar's house, Brad shouted, "What am I
supposed to do with Scott now? First all those
questions about sex and homosexuality, and now this!
He's so young for this, and there's not a damn thing I
can do about it!"

Todd walked over to Brad and gave him a hug. Brad
leaned into the hug, seeming to gather strength from
it, visibly calming down. Todd began stroking Brad's
hair and held him.

"We started out that young too, didn't we?" Asked a
much shaken Brad.

Grinning, Todd answered, "Yes, we did, buddy. If I
remember right, we were both a year younger than Scott
is. It's a wonder we even wound up next door to each
other being married to wonderful women we both love.
It's a miracle that the boys haven't picked up on the
fact we are former lovers or even bisexual."

Brad just nodded and clung even tighter to Todd,
drawing comfort and strength from him.

Todd stood there for a minute, enjoying the contact,
then calmly continued, "Brad, I had a talk with the
boys after supper. I'm convinced somehow that they
truly love each other. You know Josh would not do
anything to encourage or endanger Scott. He would have
done everything he could to prevent this, I think.
Scott even defended Josh by saying that he initiated
the whole thing and making it rather clear that they
love each other. I don't think we could stop them if
we wanted to."

"So what are we to do with these boys of ours?" Todd
asked. "We both knew this could happen based on our
love for each other. Now we know how our parents felt,
don't we?"

Brad smiled and looked up into Todd's rugged face and
then quickly kissed him, hugging him tightly
afterwards.

Breaking the contact, he held Todd's hands and said,
"We love them and protect them the best we can, and be
there for them. Our parents didn't for us; I'm not
letting either of them get hurt the way we were.
Neither are you."

"Agreed, handsome," murmured Todd.

"Let's not go there again, okay? We both have fought
our desires for each other so far. Let's not encourage
them," Brad said, winning his inward battle yet again.


"I know it's been very hard. Brad, I have a confession
to make," Todd said with a guilty expression.

"Hmm?"

Todd took a deep breath, fighting back tears, "There
hasn't been a day that I haven't wanted to take you in
my arms and make love to you. I know you feel the same
way. It's getting harder and harder to fight it. Even
now, all I want to do is make sweet love to you right
here and now. Now with our boys involved with each
other... it's going to be even harder, I think. We'll
have to be extra careful."

Brad squeezed Todd's hands tighter, leaning his
forehead against Todd's chin and said, "Yeah, I feel
the same way. We'll manage as we always have. Somehow...
we'll survive without shattering our promises to our
wives. I... never mind." He sighed, looked up and gave
Todd a grin, "I think we better get outside before
they call the cops for fear of us killing each other
with the way I stormed off."

"Fine with me," Todd replied, giving Brad a look that
said `I know exactly what you were going say, but I'm
ignoring it'.

They parted with one last kiss and hug, and went back
outside smiling. Janice rose as they approached the
table.

Brad said, "Janice, I'm O.K. with this. I was taken by
surprise. If they truly love each other, then it's
meant to be. If not, it won't last. I think Scott and
Josh deserve our love and support through this time in
their lives."

At that, Janice ran to Brad and hugged him with tears
of joy in her eyes.

Todd quickly explained the rules that he had laid down
to Scott and Josh, and they agreed to them.

"Hon, why don't you get the boys and we can talk,"
Helen said to Todd in a tone of voice that brooked no
argument.

"Yes, dear," he replied while walking toward the
house.

*****

Scott and I held each other on the bed in my bedroom,
taking solace in each other's arms. We knew from that
moment onwards, we would be together, forever. Nothing
would part us, I resolved, and I knew Scott needed to
know that.

"Babe, I have something I need to say. I want us to
stay together.  I've decided that we're not going to
be separated even if it means we have to run away
together somewhere. I love you too much to let that
happen. They're not going to split us up," I said with
a determined tone of voice.

Scott sniffled in my arms and nodded his assent. I let
go of Scott when I heard a knock on my door and stood
to face it with my fists balled at my side, ready to
defend my lover.

"Come in." My voice cracked. Damn. I hate it when that
happens.

The door opened and my dad came in.

When he saw my pose, he approached me slowly, saying,
"Josh, no need for you to act like that. All we want
to do is talk to you two outside." His reassuring
smile let me relax a little. I took Scott's hand and
pulled him off the bed to my side. We followed my dad
outside to where everyone was sitting. Still holding
hands, we stopped a short distance away giving us
enough room to run if we needed to.

Brad began, "I think I speak for all of us when I say
that we love and support the two of you in whatever
happens in your life and in the path you two find for
yourselves. You've stated your love for each other.
The reason why we are doing this, well, Todd and I
have something we want to tell you. We should have
told you two before, but we never got around to it."

He continued, "Todd and I used to be lovers."

I gasped, turned to look at Scott and saw him collapse
onto the ground in shock. I knelt down next to him,
picking his head up gently and supporting it in my
lap. My mom ran to the house for her nurses' kit,
while dad and Brad sprang to my side to assist me.
Janice stood there with her hands to her mouth in
fear. We stayed that way until my mom got back with
her kit and checked Scott over.

"He's just had a bad shock; he'll be all right in a
few minutes," she said. "Just keep a hold of him,
Josh. Janice, bring me a glass of cool, not cold,
water and a napkin. Todd, get me some towels. Brad,
take off your shirt and make a pillow for Scott. Josh,
lay his head down on the shirt."

We did as we were told while my dad ran to the house
for some towels. Mom wet the napkin with the water and
sponged off Scott's face while speaking in low tones
to him.

"Scott, it's okay, you're all right, just rest there
quietly until you feel a little better, ok? You
fainted from the shock."

When my dad came back with the towels, Mom folded one
up and placed it under Scott's feet.

"Give me your shirt, Josh," she ordered. I stripped it
off, and knowing what she wanted, covered Scott's
torso with it. After a few minutes, Scott stirred a
little, and I began talking softly to him.

"Scott, it's okay. You fainted. Just take your time
and feel better. I'm here for you, I love you and I
won't leave you," I said with fierce devotion that
everyone looked surprised.

I took the napkin from my mom's unresisting hand and
took over sponging Scott's face. After a few minutes,
my dad handed me another towel, which I used to dry
Scott's damp face and caught my shirt as Scott tried
to sit up. I looked at mom with a questioning look;
she nodded her agreement and helped Scott to a sitting
position, supporting his body with my own, letting him
lean on me while I wrapped my arms protectively around
him.

My dad knelt down in front of Scott, and began
explaining to us what Brad meant by former lovers.
"When Brad and I were 12, we became lovers and stayed
together in a relationship for 4 years until we met
your mothers. They had just moved into the area and we
met them at school, became friends and wound up
falling in love with them. When that happened, we
realized that we were bisexual and decided to explore
that side of our sexuality. Before we knew it, we
found that these two had affected us in ways that we
couldn't make sense of. We stopped having sex with
each other, but continued the very close friendship we
had. Since that time, Brad and I have been the best of
friends, totally in love with your mothers, and have
been faithful to them since we got married in that
double ceremony."

He took a breath and continued, "Of course, your
mothers know about our sexual relationship from
before, and accepted that after some rough times for
all of us. I want to stress that they trust the two of
us utterly not to fool around with each other and we
have been faithful to them. You already know how close
Brad and I are. We understand perfectly how the two of
you feel about each other. We accept what you are
saying. Please realize this is going to be awkward for
all of us for a while. We have to get used to this. It
wasn't easy for our parents when Brad and I came out
to them, it won't be easy for us, but we'll do the
best we can. We do love you and accept you for what
you are, never doubt that, ok?"

That was the longest speech I've ever heard dad speak.
Scott and I looked at each other then looked at our
parents and nodded.

Then Brad chimed in with, "There is something I have
to ask the both of you. Scott, can you handle a
question right now?"

"Yes," Scott timidly answered.

Brad looked straight into our eyes, watching our
expressions, and asked, "Todd explained the rules he
laid down to you both in the kitchen. All of us want
to know if you will abide by those rules."

Scott looked up at me and at my smile, answered, "Yes,
I will, if Josh will."

I nodded my assent to that and the four of them gave
out sighs of relief. Brad chuckled and reached out to
Scott, ruffling his hair. I knew they would have a
hard time with this, but it would work out one way or
another. Scott leaned back into my torso heavily, and
I realized how tired he was.

"Mom, can I take Scott to his bedroom and let him rest
some?" I asked.

My mom looked at the Bumars with a questioning glance
and replied,  "If they agree, perhaps your room would
be better; I can keep an eye on him and you can
mother-hen him until he feels better. Is that
acceptable?"

The Bumars nodded and Janice said, "I'll bring some
clean clothes over to him in a bit. Josh, I know you
will care for Scott as you would for your parents. We
understand how much you love him and trust you with
him."

I blushed and picked Scott up, with his arms
automatically going around my neck, resting his head
on my shoulder. My dad went with us as we moved to my
bedroom. I laid my boyfriend on the bed and sat next
to him, smoothing his silky hair and giving him a
quick kiss on the forehead. The only problem was, he
kissed me back- right on the lips before giving me a
weak hug. My dad laughed and left the room, closing
the door behind him.

"Josh, thank you. I love you!" Scott quietly said.

"Hey, do you realize that we're going to be together
forever? Our parents approve!" I excitedly said.

Scott grinned at me.

Smiling back, I noticed his shorts begin to tent and
warned him, "Hey now, none of that yet. Tomorrow, not
tonight. You need your rest or our parents will have
my head."

He gave me a dirty look and closed his eyes. I covered
him up with a blanket, and stayed with him until I was
sure he was asleep and then went out to the kitchen.
To my surprise, everyone was there. Brad ruffled my
hair, Dad popped me lightly in the arm, and Janice
gave me a big smile.

"Mom, is Scott going to be all right?" I worriedly
asked.

"Why, is he acting any different? Any disorientation
or other symptoms?" My mom quickly asked.

"No, he's just sleeping. I just need to know he'll be
okay," I replied.

"I'll check him in a few minutes to make sure, but
he'll be fine," she assured me. "He couldn't handle
the stress, I guess".

"Oh. Okay, thanks." I turned on my heel and walked
back to the bedroom as chuckles filled the kitchen.

I wondered what they were laughing about until my dad
said, "He sure acts like he's married to Scott,
doesn't he?" At that, the laughing stopped, then some
forced chuckles sounded out.

Then it hit me... hard. I deeply loved this crazy
little kid with all such an intense love that I
couldn't bear to be parted from him, even for a
minute. I quietly went into the bedroom. Scott had not
moved in the short time I'd been gone. Breathing a
silent thank you to whoever was listening, I sat down
at my desk and watched him sleep. A few minutes later,
my mom came in.  She checked his forehead and cheeks,
took his pulse, and nodded at me with a smile before
leaving without a word.

I went over to the bed and woke him by kissing him
soundly. He smiled and stretched as I told him to lie
on his side. I lay down, spooning him, covered us both
up and put my arm under the blanket around his body.
He turned his head back, grinned at me and moved my
arm down to his tented shorts. I gave his cock a quick
squeeze, his hand on top of mine and we quickly fell
asleep, our hands holding his jewels.