Date: Sat, 12 Apr 2014 15:46:45 +0000
From: David Lee <dlee169@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Metamorphosis of Jeremiah Long, Chapter 50 - END

The Metamorphosis of Jeremiah Long, Chapter 50

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The Metamorphosis of Jeremiah Long, Chapter 50 - END

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Jon and Davy didn't spend a huge amount of time in their cabin like they'd
joked about.  Having shared their love and desire in a number of ways for
the past several years, it wasn't something novel.  While the feeling of
connection they received from anal intercourse was awesome, it wasn't the
only thing that pleased them, and they knew they would share their love in
many other ways in the future as they had in the past.

While in one of their ports of call, they explored the ancient ruins near
Cozumel in the company of Troy and Ben who were now their dinner
companions.  It was fun spending time with another couple who were a lot
like them.

Besides the sightseeing, they all had fun going on zip-lines at another
location.  None of them had ever done that before and considered it a real
treat.

They all converged on the ship's waterslide at various times when they
weren't at a port.  However, that attraction sometimes got over-crowded
with all the younger kids and made it less fun to do.

Then there were various entertainment venues onboard in the evening.  Ben
and Troy introduced their new friends to their parents one night when they
were all going to see a variety show.  The young men ended up sitting
together a bit apart from the older generation, but visited with them
before it started. Both families thought it was great for their boys to
have companions their age to hang out with.  They noticed how well they all
got along.

"Neither of these guys was very excited to be going on a cruise with their
parents," Ben's mother said.  "Since meeting you guys, they've both been a
lot happier about it.  It's especially nice for them that they don't have
to eat with us.  Sleeping is another matter.  Sometimes they both use the
fold-down bunks in the same cabin with one couple to give the other parents
privacy.  That hasn't worked out particularly well.

Are you boys traveling with your parents?"

"No, it's just the two of us on spring break," Davy answered.  "Troy and
Ben might enjoy doing that sometime, or maybe having their own cabin."

"That could make a great graduation present!" Troy's mother exclaimed.
"Would that work for everyone?"

Both Troy and Ben nodded enthusiastically.

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Later, when the four of them were in the steam room, Ben thanked Davy for
how he had responded to his mother's question.

"I'm glad you didn't mention your honeymoon because I'm not sure how my
parents would have reacted.  They've always talked a liberal game of
inclusiveness, but you never know."

"They seem nice enough to me," Davy said.  "Perhaps if I had mentioned we
were on our honeymoon it would have let you know for sure where they
stand."

"Yeah, but if it had gone wrong, we probably couldn't have hung out with
you for the rest of the trip."

"Speaking of hanging out," Jon grinned, "Those are a couple of beautiful
cocks you're showing off.  "If I weren't committed, I'd be tempted."

"Have you guys ever messed around with other guys as well?" Troy asked.

"No, but we have played with each other in the company of other," Davy
admitted.

"I'm into that," Ben said, as he began to fondle his friend's piece.

"Careful, you could get caught!" Davy warned.  "Someone might not approve
and report you."

Just then, the door opened and everyone pulled their towels over their
dicks.  They recognized the newcomer as Frankie, one of the dancers from
the show.  He sat down on his towel, exposing his semi-hard cock in all its
glory.

"God, that's nice," Troy exclaimed, pulling down the towel to expose his
dick again.

"That's nice too," the dancer replied.

"We're all gay, so you don't have to worry about showing off," Ben added as
he uncovered.

"We could stand by the door to give you a warning if you want to pump on
those," Jon offered.  "We're saving ours for when we get back to the
cabin."

Frankie didn't have to be asked twice.  He stood up, held his fist lightly
around his erection, and swiveled his hips in an erotic way.  Troy and Ben
jacked each other while never taking their eyes off the dance moves.

After a few minutes, Frankie let out a long moan as he caught his jizz in
his left hand.  Ben and Troy unloaded about a second later, catching one
another's offering.  All three licked their fingers and the palms of their
hands.  Everyone grinned.

"I'm thinking I need to get my husband to our room pronto and take care of
his problem," Davy snickered as he lifted up Jon's towel to expose his
throbbing tool.

"He's got a really big problem!" The dancer complimented.

"So does he," Jon said as he pulled Davy's towel off.

"I'm hitting the shower," Frankie said.  "It's been a pleasure seeing all
of you.  Have fun in your cabin or on the balcony, if you have one," he
said to Jon and Davy, patting their butts on the way out.

Davy and Jon raced to an empty stall to take a tepid shower in an attempt
to deflate their erections.  They weren't entirely successful, but their
briefs helped to hide their bulges inside their shorts to some extent and
the pulled their shirts down as far as they would go as they hurried back
to their cabin.

----------

All too soon, it was back to reality as their plane touched down at the
Eastern Iowa Airport on Friday evening.  It had been an awesome honeymoon,
and a trip that they would never forget.

Their new friends also had connections through Chicago, so they had spent a
while roaming around concourse "C" together before they had to go their
separate ways.  They had exchanged phone numbers and email addresses,
promising to stay in touch.

Brock, Brent, Joe, Mark, and Tyler came to pick them up.  Todd and Jim were
on duty, so they couldn't be there.

When they got home, they saw that their apartment had a sign on the door
declaring that it was the residence of Mr. D and Mr. J Watson-Hart and
asked that all guests respect their privacy by knocking for permission to
enter.

"Dad, we're not going to be doing it on the floor in the living room every
day!" Davy insisted.

"But, as a married couple, it's your right to do so if you wish.  You
should be able to make love whenever the mood hits you without worrying
that someone will interrupt."

"It's so cool to be treated like adults," Jon smiled.

"You're both grown up and mature even if you have a few months before
you're adults in the eyes of the law.  You have always been responsible and
sensitive to the needs of others.  You are ahead of your peers in many
ways.  That's what your four fathers took into consideration when giving
permission for you to get married."

"Wow!" Jon exclaimed.  "All at once I actually FEEL like a grownup."

----------

Details for their first year of higher education began to fall into place
as soon as Davy and Jon received their official letters of acceptance.

By checking Craig's List almost daily, they were able to find a duplex to
live in while at the university.  They had to take a day off from school to
look it over, but were far enough ahead in their studies that they could
afford to do it.  The school's housing office balked at having freshmen
live outside of the dorms, but admitted that married students were given
exemptions.  When Davy and Jon showed their marriage license, the school
had little choice but to treat them like hetero couples or face a lot of
bad PR and possible legal action.  Fortunately, the guys didn't have to
threaten a law suit.

The house had fairly large rooms and consisted of a living room, kitchen,
full bath, and two bedrooms.  Davy and Jon figured they could invite Bradon
and Micah for sleepovers or simply let them have some quality time when
they needed it.  Davy and Jon joked about keeping a "bawdy" house.

When they were informed about it, Bradon and Micah loved the arrangement
and promised to move in and split the rent as soon as they were allowed to.
They were also considering getting married before second semester.

The other details centered around paying for college.  Davy and Jon
received a few small scholarships to help with expenses.  Along with the
ones they got from the video game company plus the funds their dads and
grandparents had promised, it looked like they wouldn't have any student
loan debt when they graduated.

Davy got another boost in April when the TV station's insurance company
wanted to settle for the debacle created in the Stacy Parks interview.
Initially, they made an offer of $5,000, but Davy countered, asking for
$20,000 and a public apology after emailing Bill Davis to ask his advice.

Davy didn't hear from the company for several days and figured he'd have to
settle for a lot less, but Bill had advised him to play it cool and not
back down, at least for the time being.  After a few more days, an agent
showed up with a check for the full amount and a release form to be signed
by Davy and his father.  The station felt that the general manager's
apology on air at the time of the incident should be sufficient.
Considering that the fault lay mostly with the reporter, Davy agreed not to
press the issue.

Although he had let the station off without a lawsuit, Davy was not so
charitable when it came to Ms. Parks.  He didn't care how long it dragged
on because Lambda Legal was taking care of the expenses.  They expected to
get some monetary compensation for him, but were mainly interested in
trying to make sure reporters wouldn't feel like they could hurl insults at
LBGT people without suffering consequences for their actions.  Stacy would
be an example of what could happen.

----------

Davy was excited when Dale Hillman, the manager of Abercrombie and Fitch,
made him an offer that he felt could benefit a lot of the guys he knew as
well as his husband and himself.  The plan was for a huge promotional event
in the mall to help sell a bunch of beach wear.  Corporate had made a
mistake in ordering too much stock and was going to have to "eat it" if it
didn't move.  Someone in the chain of command came up with an idea on how
to sell it.

Managers of their more profitable stores would be given extra money to
spend on models and on drawing crowds to their stores.  Each manager had
pretty much free rein of how they went about it.

Mr. Hillman was well aware that it was sex that sold their brand of
clothing.  Half-naked teenage boys might seem like the wrong way to draw
male customers, but that hadn't proved to be the case thus far.  It seemed
that guys were drawn to see what the "hot guys" were wearing and wanted to
emulate them so they'd be attractive too.

Hillman wanted from 10 to 12 fit young high school studs to play volleyball
in the sunlit court outside his store.  He could picture an area filled
with sand so they would appear to be playing in swimwear on a beach.

After looking into the details, it seemed that creating an actual surface
of sand, and cleaning it up afterwards, would cost more than the budget
could stand.  So, the area would be covered in a sandy colored outdoor
carpet and the participants would have to wear shoes or sandals instead of
being barefoot.

Bedsides modeling, Davy's job was to recruit a bunch of boys who would look
hot in swim briefs, square-cut trunks, and board shorts.  The task wasn't a
difficult one.  Within less than an hour, he had secured acceptances from
the musketeers, Joe, Mark, Bradon, Micah, and Jon, of course.  A parent or
guardian would have to sign a permission slip for anyone under 16, but none
of the younger guys thought that would be an obstacle.

Davy asked them over to the apartment to give them the details.  He
explained that Mr. Hillman would pay each of them $20 cash and let them
keep whatever swimwear they modeled for the event.  He would choose which
articles of apparel he felt went best with each guy's figure and coloring.

Dale wanted to measure their waists and hips in underwear only and then
preferred that they NOT wear anything under the swimsuits unless it was an
"enhancement" type of jock.  He would also prefer that guys with blond or
light brown hair use something like Sun In to make it look like they'd been
out on a beach.  A bit of tanning spray would look good if they didn't
already have a bit of a tan.  But, they must avoid anything that would look
artificial.  It would be better to be pale than orange.  They were welcome
to wear caps and sunglasses if they wished, to complete the image.

All of the guys loved the idea of making a quick $20 on a Sunday afternoon
and also getting free beachwear at the same time which would likely more
than double the value of their compensation.  They decided to be shirtless
as much as possible out of doors and skinny dip when they could to improve
their color.  The ones with lighter hair would meet to apply the bleaching
spray at least a week before their "show" so they could get their hair
trimmed to make the color look more natural.

----------

Prom was scheduled for the first weekend in May.  Davy and Jon had toyed
with the idea of not going because, in having a wedding dance, they had
left high school emotionally already.  However, their dads suggested it
might be fun and it wouldn't cost them much since they could wear a plain
suit or what they'd worn for their wedding if they wanted.  Plus, they
wouldn't be buying corsages for girls and paying for their date's dinner
and a limo.

The idea of pairing their white suits with black shirts and white ties like
they had done for the captain's night on the ship appealed to both of them.
The effect had been a hit among many of their fellow passengers, so it
would likely be the same at the prom.

On prom night, Davy, Jon, Bradon, and Micah enjoyed dinner at Zephyr in a
semi-private booth in one of the dining rooms.  Brock had made the
reservations for them and had said he and Brent were picking up the tab.

It was a delicious dinner.  There was an appetizer followed by a fancy
salad, and then by a main course consisting of filet mignon, garlic mashed
potatoes, and fresh asparagus.  The guys skipped dessert, knowing there
would be punch and various sweets to nibble on at the dance.

The gym had been transformed into a Tahitian paradise with the decorations
the theater department had constructed.  There were palm trees which looked
real, and thatched umbrellas over many of the tables.  A number of freshmen
and sophomore girls dressed in grass skirts with leis around their necks
and boys in white shorts and straw hats helped keep the refreshment tables
replenished.  They added to the scenery in a pleasant way.

The four guys danced with a number of different girls who had come stag
too.  Of course Willa and Jenna never lacked for a partner, at least until
the last dance.

With the lights down low, and a soft romantic ballad playing, Davy and Jon
and Bradon and Micah were on the floor as couples for the last dance of
their high school careers.  It was fitting that it should be so.  Holding
their partners closely also set them up for what was to come after prom was
over.

----------

Later that night, the guys discovered one of the drawbacks of eating
asparagus before engaging in oral sex...

----------

On Sunday afternoon, before the final week of school for the seniors, the
highly advertised "beach volleyball" games took place in the mall.  Dale
Hillman had contacted the high school theater department to ask for the
loan of the palm trees they had built for prom.  He was pleased to learn
that they had been kept to use for the musical "South Pacific" that the
school was doing the following year, so they hadn't been scrapped.

Along with the sandy colored carpet and a painted backdrop of ocean waves,
the setup looked pretty professional.

The guys arrived an hour before the exhibition games were to begin.  Dale
and one of his assistants measured everyone to see what sizes they would
need.

Seeing that Tyler had been out playing soccer a lot and had a fairly white
butt, Mr. Hillman chose board short for him which rode low on his hips,
showing just a hint of white flesh.  The effect was erotic because it
hinted that people were viewing something private.

Davy was given trunks which were styled like running shorts, cut slightly
higher at the sides, exposing a bit more thigh.  He looked quite sexy.

Jon looked equally hot in square-cut swim trunks which were form-fitting
and had a curved pouch which enhanced his natural bulge.

Mr. Hillman had a good eye for what makes guys look sexy, so all of them
looked great.

As they began to trickle out to the court, Davy saw a couple of older studs
coming his way.

"Hey cousin!"  Josh Long called, jogging up to Davy and Jon.

"Hey Josh!" Davy responded, hugging his second cousin. "You remember my
boyfriend, Jon, don't you?  He's now my husband!"

"Congratulations!  This is my boyfriend, Graeme.  We're getting married in
June."

"Welcome to the family," Davy grinned as he hugged Graeme.

"So, what brings you two studs to town?" Jon asked.

"Didn't you see the paper?  We're doing a strip show at the Stallion
several nights this week.  It's our grand finale because we both graduated
with our BA's recently.  We're getting out of the porn business while we're
still on top.  Someday, you might like to see our last movie which we did
together."

"That would be cool!  I'm not sure we'd be brave enough to, um, do it in
front of a camera knowing our dads could see it." Jon blushed.

"You probably shouldn't then.  At this point, we have no shame, but that
may come back to haunt us when we have kids.

So you guys are promoting beachwear.  You both look hotter than anyone
should be allowed to look!" Josh teased.  "What is the name of the model
Jon has on?  I want one of those for Graeme.  It would really show off his
package!"

Davy turned the back of Jon's waistband down to check and found the
information.

"When you go into the store, you might mention that you came in because of
how hot Jon looked.  It won't get you a discount, but it might help our
cred with the boss."

"I'll do that.  Is he the happy looking guy by the front door?"

"Yup."

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When all the boys had assembled, five on each team, the game began in
earnest.  Although it was simply an advertizing stunt, the guys played as
if it mattered.  They were so involved that they basically forgot where
they were, disregarding the people on the main floor as well as those
hanging over the rail above ogling their trim bodies.

Many of their family members and friends were in the crowd to lend their
support.  Because the guys were all pretty well known and liked at school,
the place was swamped with students.  Many of them would likely be
purchasing swimwear sometime soon and some would buy them at Abercrombie
and Fitch.

Mr. Hillman came out with a cooler of ice cold sodas and water when the
second game finished.  He was surprised that almost no one took a soda, so
he would send one of his clerks to the drug store to buy more cold water
before the next break.

He announced to the crowd that there would be a 15 minute intermission
while the guys changed and that the games would resume shortly.

The guys hadn't expected to get two different suits and were delighted to
have them.  Hillman hadn't originally planned it that way, but decided it
would be worthwhile to advertise while he had a captive audience. Besides,
if they didn't sell a lot of merchandise, the extras would end up going to
charity.  He might just as well make a bunch of local kids happy.

While the guys were on break, many people came in to make purchases.  Dale
had called it right!

They were about ready to start again when a dowdy woman in a prairie dress
came toward the court.  Brock, who was with Brent looking down from the
second floor saw her first and cringed.  Davy saw her shortly before she
arrived near him.

Despite her ugly attire and unbecoming hairdo, he knew her immediately.
However, he kept his sunglasses on and didn't look her direction.

"Does anyone here know a boy named Jeremiah Long?" she asked the group in
general.

"Nope," Micah spoke up.  "I've never heard the name before."

"I was hoping someone would know him," Mavis said.  "He's my son and I'd
like to see him before I go back home."

"I guess you're out of luck," Jon smiled.

"I can't help but wonder what your mothers must think of the scandalous way
you're dressed!  I would forbid my son to look like this!  It should never
be allowed in public, not even the beach!"

"Mom, how do you like my trunks?" Bradon called over to where his mother
was standing.

"Those look really cool on you!" Mickey called back.

"Well, there's your answer, Ma'am."

"She's obviously an unfit mother!" Mavis declared.

"Lady, no one is interested in your outdated opinion, Davy told her,
removing his shades.

"You, young man are impertinent as well as nasty!"

"Again, I need to remind you that no one cares what you think.  You are
disrupting a fashion event and we have to get back to our game."

"That boy needs a whipping.  If he were my son, I'd see that he got one!"

Mavis kept up the rant, but the boys ignored her as they reassembled.  A
minute or so later, mall security escorted her to the entrance where a few
other oddly-dressed people waited for her.

Davy missed a shot because of the distraction, but was soon back into the
game.  By the time it was over, he was smiling.  He had talked to her
directly and she hadn't known who he was.

----------

Before he left the mall, Brock talked to the security guards to ask what
happened to the woman they had ejected.  He found out that the people got
into a van with Texas plates.  One of the men in the group seemed to be
upset that the lady had held them up from getting on the road home.

Brock breathed a sigh of relief that his ex wife wasn't going to be around
to cause trouble.  He worried at how her presence might have affected his
son.

----------

When their gig was finished, the guys all assembled at Brock and Brent's
place to go swimming until it was time for supper.  Then, they would be
treated to a cookout in the back yard.

Sean came over to help with the food.  Todd and Jim joined them as well.
The five of them were the only adults there and it was an all-male group.
Emboldened by that fact, Jack took off his new sexy swimsuit and tossed it
on a lounger by the side of the pool.  Tyler followed his example.  Before
long, all of the guys were skinny dipping.

"That religious wacko should see us now!" Eddy shouted. "I'm glad my mother
isn't like that."

"Me too," many of the others replied.

Davy and Jon grinned.  Joe caught Davy's eye and laughed out loud.

Brent turned to Brock with a smile also.

"I don't think you have anything to worry about as far as our son is
concerned.  He doesn't seem to be upset over seeing her again."

"Nope, he seemed to be okay even before I relayed what I learned from mall
security."

----------

No one stayed very long after supper because Monday was a school day and
they would have final projects to work on and exams to study for.

Jon and Davy retired to their apartment to go over a few things which were
due soon.

Davy decided to check his assignment for Mr. Bousek's class one more time.
He was proud of the finished product.  The expunged, G-rated version still
had plenty of adventure and it told, in a slightly fictionalized way, the
story of how his life had changed over the past four years.

When he'd seen the rough draft, Mr. Bousek had said it could easily be
expanded into a young adult novel.  Davy was seriously considering trying
that.

Since no one from school but Jon and Joe had known who Jeremiah Long was,
and his own mother hadn't recognized him, he decided to use the title he'd
originally selected, "The Metamorphosis of Jeremiah Long."

He began to reread at the beginning: "Jeremiah awakened about 1:00
a.m. with a start and a satisfied smile on his face.  He felt relaxed and
happy.  It had been the best dream he could ever remember having had..."



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Author's notes: Thanks to those who have commented from time to time on
this story.  This week's list includes: Bill T, Mendy D, Tony W, Ott H,
Bill K, Tom A, James K, Jim W, Dan C, Paul R, Paul F, Lace D, Bill B, and
Wayne.  I know many more of you read regularly, but don't respond as often.
You are appreciated too!

It occurred to me that reading the final chapter of a tale is something
like the anticipation of an orgasm.  You hunger for resolution, but you
don't want the feeling to end.  I hope that is how you will receive this
ending.

I have those mixed emotions about ending this series which I began to post
on February 8th of 2013.  Part of me would like to keep up with the lives
of Davy, Jon, and their friends and families, but another part of me needs
to let them go.  They will always live in my imagination, and may show up
in future stories.  I can't promise one way or the other.

There are always stories playing out in my mind.  It's likely that I will
post again.  There are several tales simmering on the back burners, but I
think I need a bit of a break.  Any of you who have attempted to keep a
series going for any length of time can empathize with the struggles.

I leave you with wishes of love, health, and peace.

David