Date: Sat, 28 Jul 2007 22:19:11 -0400
From: Sequoyah Pendor <sequoyahs.place@gmail.com>
Subject: Saga of the Elizabethton Tarheels--Chapter Twenty-three

Saga of the Elizabethton Tarheels

Chapter Twenty-three

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Chapter Twenty-three

I was surprised that the time had passed so quickly when the others
come out of the water and we were on our way back to the boat.
When we arrived, we all pitched in to get the day's trash aboard and
stashed. "Dinner in an hour," Antwon said when we had finished. "I'll
have hors d'oeuvres and drinks on deck in half an hour. No rush,
there's plenty."

As soon as the door closed, Justin hooked his thumbs in his waistband
and in one smooth motion, was out of his trunks. Almost as quickly,
he had my tee off over my head and my shorts and briefs were on the
floor. I think it could honestly be said we were all over each other, our
kisses more and more passionate and our tongues taking advantage
of open mouths. "Damn, Marc, Babe, I love you so much I can hardly
stand it. I love you so much more every day, every minute, every
second. Even when I think there is no way I can love you more, I do."

"That's how I love you, Justin. I love you more than life itself, love of
my heart."

We both, of course, had roaring hard-ons as Justin started kissing,
licking and nipping a nipple and pressing me toward the bed.

My arms were around his waist and I decided to give him a taste of
what he had done for me earlier and slide my finger down his crack,
then pressed one against his rosebud. Justin backed against my
finger and it entered ever so slightly, but it was enough to make him
groan, "Damn, Marc, let's forget dinner. I'll just eat you."

As soon as the words were out of Justin's mouth, I remembered our
friends were waiting for us and it probably would not do for us not to
show up. "Justin, we've started something we can't very well finish,
but we better stop right here." We were wrapped in each other's
arms, both literally dripping from our expressions of our love and my
rathers were doing battle already with my oughts.

Justin groaned and gave me a final kiss. "Yeah, but, damn! Food
doesn't seem important right now," and gave my cock a kiss before
we took a quick mist shower to get rid of the salt from being in the
gulf.

As we got dressed in shorts and tees, I said, "I'd say we skip the food
except it would probably add fuel to Adam's anger."

"Yeah," Justin agreed and a moment later, arm-in-arm we headed back
topside.

On the way, we encountered Antwon who said, "Great! Lend a hand?"
We nodded and he handed us each a tray of fancy appetizers. "If you'll
take those topside, I'll bring drinks."

Topside, the Captain and Sharky was talking with John and Susan, but
Adam and Bobbie weren't in evidence. "Was afraid we'd be late," I said
as we joined them, "but I see we're not the cow's tail."

"All is not well in paradise, I fear," Susan said. "Am I the only one that
noticed Adam and Bobbie haven't been together every minute today?
In fact, Bobbie seems to have been avoiding Adam. He came by just as
I was leaving and I heard him ask Bobbie if they could talk. She called
to me to go ahead and she'd be up in a few minutes. A few minutes
later the two came topside, but were definitely not in a lovey-dovey
mood."

Antwon came from below carrying a tray with two pitchers and an ice
bucket. "I have key limeade and a tropical punch for you guys," he
said, setting down the tray. "There's soft drinks in the cooler and
beer for us older folks." We poured our drinks and dived into the
appetizers, which were delicious.

With the edge off our hunger, we started talking about the day. "Mrs.
Metzer, I want you to know how much I appreciate your telling us
about the fort. Didn't think I would be much interested, but I was,
thanks," Bobbie surprised me by saying.

"I'd have to second that," Susan added. "To tell the truth, I thought it
would be something the guys would keep dragging out and I wasn't
looking forward to it. I was wrong. I really did enjoy it, especially
learning about the slaves who escaped. I guess that tells you how
valuable freedom is when you head out from a place with seventy
miles of ocean between you and the next dry spot."

The conversation was lively, but I noticed Adam was sitting by
himself, saying nothing. I felt sorry for him, but realized he had
brought the situation on himself. Bobbie was right in the middle of
what was going on and seemed to take no notice of him.

"Ready for the main course?" Antwon asked.

"Bring it on!" John responded.

Antwon went into his black face step 'n fetch it routine. "I noticed
y'all vacationed today, lolly-gabbing around the island while I slaved
away. Guess I'll have to make a break fo' freedom one of these
days..."

"Poor baby," Sharky said, rubbing Antwon's head, then kissing the top
of it. "Massa set you free one of these days, but best I remember,
you had help slaving away chasing dinner." The two went below, Sharky
patting Antwon on his bottom, and soon reappeared with steaming
platters of food -- very fresh fish, fish we had caught just a few
hours ago. Antwon had prepared it, a salad and a couple of side dishes
to perfection. He had anticipated healthy appetites and there were
those in abundance. Even Adam joined us long enough to eat, which he
did with gusto.

Justin and I helped clear and take things below after we had finished
eating. While we were working in the galley, Antwon was making
coffee. "None of my business, but seems Adam is havin' a attitude,"
Antwon said, in his best African-American dialect and moving his head
as no white man can.

"You could say that," Justin said. "Earlier today we overheard a
conversation he had with Bobbie and there are some major problems
they need to work on."

"What Justin isn't saying is that contrary to all appearances, Adam is
still -- what? -- angry about our new relationship. We knew he was a
homophobe, especially when he gets together with his brain-dead jock
buddies. After he found out about us, we had a sit-down with him and I
thought he was coming around, but seems he's just behaving while we
are here. In fact, he promised exactly that to Bobbie." I had just
finished speaking when a sickening thought occurred. "Oh, shit! He's
behaving here, but when we get back..."

"'Oh, shit' is right," Justin said. "But, hey, we knew we couldn't keep
our being in love a secret long in Elizabethton, and I'll be damned if
Adam ruins our stay. Coffee and dessert, Antwon!"

"In a minute," Antwon said. "Look, Sharky and I have had it easy -- as
a couple, I mean. We have never been in a situation where our being
gay has made any real difference to anyone. I fucked up and I have to
admit it, because I fucked up, I got stuck in a really screwed-up
situation -- juvie. What happened there is the result of a system
which, for the most part, doesn't give a shit about kids. I know my
being raped had nothing at all to do with my being gay. It is, after all,
pretty well accepted today that rape has nothing to do with sex, but
with power and control. Having said all that, I've got only one bit of
advice for you two. Love each other and work at your relationship,
and that way you can face whatever life dishes up. Will Adam come
around? Who knows? But you have no control over that. What you do
have control over is your life and your relationship. Trust it."

"Thanks, I needed to be reminded," I said. "Now, can we talk about
sex?" I laughed, but blushed.

"No, I think we need to serve coffee and dessert."

Back topside, Antwon made an effort to draw Adam into the
conversation with very limited success. I saw a look pass between him
and Sharky which, unless I was wrong, said, "I've tried, but he's
hopeless." Antwon gave up and the rest of us ignored Adam as well,
since he made it very obvious he wasn't interested in being included.

"Before we break up, let's talk about tomorrow," John said.

"Well, we could just continue here for the day or part of the day, if
you like. Otherwise, I suggest we have breakfast here and then sail to
Loggerhead Key. We have the necessary permits to actually go
ashore there and I think you'd find that interesting. We'll wade in and
explore although none of the buildings are open to the public.
Volunteers watch over the place and some are delighted to tell tales
and show you around," Sharky said.

"He's saving the best," Antwon chimed in. "There's a windjammer
wreck that is easy to explore with snorkels. Also, we haven't done any
bird watching and, if we're lucky, we'll spot some turtles."

"Those big enough to chase the boat," I suppose, Bobbie laughed.

"Maybe big enough, but definitely moving at turtle speed," Antwon
laughed.

"Sounds good." Adam surprised us all by speaking. "Sounds real good,
but right now, I'm headed for bed. 'Night all," he said as he headed
below, not waiting for any response.

"I guess all is not well in the Reed-Sanford department," Susan said,
looking at Bobbie. "Adam seems in a real mood."

"Oh, you noticed?" Bobbie said. "Couple things going on with Adam and
I have just about had it with him. Suspect our previous relationship is
well-known to you guys and Mrs. Metzer, but there has been a major
change. Look, I may as well put it all on the table. This time away has
been really good for me. I have been so wrapped up in the same old,
same old that I didn't realize I had fallen into a trap I suspect a lot of
women fall into. Adam made all the decisions, Adam had to have his
way, Adam expected me to be at his beck and call and out of his hair
otherwise. I shudder to think that might have gone on for how long
before I woke up.

"When he started on Justin and Marc, almost foaming at the mouth, I
raised some questions with him and he straightened me out. Then
when I suggested they were in love and asked what was wrong with
that, he started on 'You're a woman. You wouldn't understand,' I finally
heard what he was saying underneath it all. 'You're just a dumb bitch'
and, in almost the same breath, 'Come on and fuck.' Well, I had been
blind and dense, but it sunk in.

"When we all had a sit-down with him, I thought he had started getting
his head straight, but then he started up again. He has promised to
behave and not ruin the rest of our break and, I suspect, thinks
everything will be as it was when we get back. Ain't gonna happen."

"Good for you," Mrs. Metzer said. "A man who doesn't respect and
appreciate a strong woman is a pretty weak man."

"Agreed," John said. "Why does anyone want a dumb, subservient
partner -- male or female?"

"Don't ask me!" Susan said.

"Even if the partner is another man, some folks think you have to
have domineering Jack and wishy-washy Jake," Antwon said. "You'll
never find a more gentle and caring man than Sharky, but no-one
would call him weak."

We talked about relationships, being in love, and more about gay
couples for at least an hour. Mrs. Metzer had been so good at her job
and taking care of us that I guess I had forgotten that she was a real
person. Thinking about that, I recalled her tour of the fort and her
snorkeling. She was definitely a smart, strong woman.

Mrs. Metzer stood and said, "Antwon, I'll help you clear, then I'm going
below. Night all."

We all told her goodnight and fell silent. John and Justin lay on long
seats along the rail, their heads in Susan's and my laps. When Antwon
came back topside, he lay down with his head in Sharky's lap. Susan
reached out and drew Bobbie down beside her and we all sat, just
enjoying a night on the sea. After we had been sitting, silent, for half
an hour, I suspect, I bent over and kissed Justin and he took the hint.
He stood, took my hand and pulled me to my feet and we went to our
cabin.

As we stepped into the cabin, I said, "I think we had something started
which got interrupted," unbuttoned Justin's shorts and slipped them
and his briefs down his legs. His tee was next and there he stood,
beautiful Justin. It didn't take him long to get me undressed. "We have
all the time we want," I said. "There is no rush." I then kissed Justin,
barely touching his lips with mine. I knew if we went at it hot and
heavy, it would be over in minutes and I was in the mood for long slow
lovin'. Justin smiled in agreement.

We stood, arms around each other, exchanging slow, soft kisses.
Finally, I backed up to the bed and, without breaking a kiss, lay down
and pulled Justin down on top of my body. It wasn't long before we
were head to cock, enjoying both the pleasure of our love's mouth and
of his cock. I reached up and drew my fingers along Justin's crack. In
response, he pulled his knees forward and in so doing, exposed his
rosebud. I began gently circling it with a finger. Justin was groaning
softly, while still working wonders with his tongue on my cock. His
balls were hanging invitingly just above me. As I took one in my mouth,
I inserted a finger ever so slightly into Justin's ass. I was surprised by
his shout as he started shooting hot man's seed over me.

When he finally stopped, he turned and licked my face, then kissed
me. I tasted Justin as his tongue invaded my open mouth. As he
continued kissing me, he reached behind himself and gave my cock a
few slow strokes before my back arched off the bed and I exploded,
covering his hand with my sperm.

Our climaxes were both intense, very intense, so much so that we
just lay in each other's arms until our breathing became normal again.
"Been taking lessons or something?" Justin asked as he turned,
resting his head in a hand.

"Just talking to an old salt," I said.

"Well, I need to give that old salt a real 'Thank you!'" he smiled.

Minutes later, we were once again making love, this time with me on
top. Justin had learned the lesson well.

Finally, cleaned up and nestled together, we went to sleep as we were
gently rocked on the sea.