Date: Thu, 10 Feb 2005 14:21:03 -0800 (PST)
From: rimpigfl <rimpigfl@yahoo.com>
Subject: TWO MINUTE WARNING 13

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TWO MINUTE WARNING - CHAPTER 13
by RimPig   2005

Dinner that night at Tavern On The Green was a real family celebration. Dad
got the waiter to bring us a bottle of champagne and, when it was served,
Dad made a toast.

"To BJ and Cole. May you both finally find the happiness in each other that
you've both always wanted. BJ, your Mom and I couldn't be prouder of you if
we tried and we can see that you are happier now than we've ever seen you."
Dad said.

We each clinked glasses and then we all drank. Cole grabbed the bottle from
the ice bucket and passed it around the table. We all re-filled our glasses
and then Cole cleared his throat. We all looked at him.

"I'd like to make a toast as well. To BJ, my favorite receiver, my best
friend and my lover. Thank you for letting me be your lover and for
forgiving me for all the hurt I caused you. And to you both," he said,
indicating my Mom and Dad, "for forgiving me as well and allowing me back
into your family. I promise you all that I am going to spend the rest of my
life doing anything I have to do to make BJ happy."

We all drank again, though there were four sets of eyes that glistened with
tears while we did.  Finally, I grabbed the champagne and passed it around
the table with each of us filling our glasses one more time.

"I want to offer a toast to someone who can't be here tonight but I know is
smiling down on us and happy that Cole and I have found each other
again. To Justin." I said, raising my class.

"To Justin!" Mom, Dad and Cole said together.

Cole reached out and put his hand over mine. I could see his ring gleaming
on his hand. I reached over and covered it with mine, showing my ring as
well. We smiled at each other. Cole then mouthed the words 'I love you'.

"This time, I know what you said." I smiled, remembering the night of the
State Championship football game.

"I wondered if you'd remember." Cole smiled.

"How could I forget. It was the first night we made love." I said.

"When was that, dear?" my Mom asked.

I blushed, forgetting for the moment that my parents were sitting there. I
opened my mouth but I couldn't get anything to come out.

"It was the night of the State Football championship game." Cole said.

My Mom looked at him questioningly.

"But, Cole, we knew you and BJ were sleeping together long before that!"
she said.

I was turning a deeper shade of red. It was one thing to know that your
parents knew about your sex life. It was an entirely different matter to
discuss it with them!

"Yes, we were. For a very long time." Cole said. "But that was the first
time we ever really made love to each other. It was the first time we
admitted to each other how we really felt."

I was so grateful he could answer my Mom. I certainly couldn't.

"Dear, I think you have just about embarrassed BJ to death." my Dad told
her gently.

"Oh, I'm sorry, BJ! I didn't mean to, dear. It's just always fascinated me
how your two found each other so young." my Mom said, stroking my arm.

I took a drink of champagne and found my voice.

"If you really want to know, Mom, Cole and I discovered sex and each other
at the same time. I'd always loved him - as long as I've known him - but I
thought it was just as a best friend and a brother. When I finally figured
out how I really felt about him, I was scared to death! I didn't want him
to find out. I thought he would never talk to me again." I said.

"And I thought the same thing!" Cole said. "I knew I was in love with him,
but I was so scared of letting him know. I never figured he could feel the
same way about me! And besides, after what I heard at home about 'fags', I
fought it as hard as I could."

"Yes, we saw that." my Dad said. "We could see how you two felt about each
other and how hard you were both trying to hide it from each other."

"Yes, we wanted to badly to tell you both what was happening, but we knew
we couldn't." my Mom said. "It was so painful to watch. But then everything
changed. Ohh!"

"What?" I asked.

"I just remembered. It WAS after that football game that it changed! We
could see that you both were not only in love with each other, but you both
knew it finally!" Mom exclaimed.

"But what I want to know," Dad said, " is how you two got together again."

"Cole called me." I said.

"That was it?!" my Dad said.

"Well, not exactly. Cole called and wanted to talk to me. I knew what he'd
been through over the last year and he sounded like he really needed me. I
didn't want to go, but I went. We talked. And the more we talked, the more
I realized how much I still loved him and I knew he still loved me."  I
told Dad.

"I hate to tell you that I was right, dear!" my Mom giggled.

"What do you mean, Mom?" I asked.

"You mother has always maintained that you and Cole belonged together. She
has this idea that you two are 'soul-mates', destined to be together
forever." Dad rolled his eyes.

"I think she's right." I said.

"I sure hope she is!" Cole said.

"See, I told you so!" Mom crowed triumphantly.

"Okay. Okay. I do admit that you both do seemed to be meant to be
together. God knows, you've both been through enough with each other. I
will never understand love." my Dad said.

"Of course not, Dad! You're a straight male! Straight males are always
clueless when it comes to love!" I giggled.

"You sound more and more like your mother every day." Dad groused at me.

"Oh, come on, Dad! You know we love you and you love all of us, even if you
do have trouble admitting it most of the time." I giggled.

"Can we change the subject?" Dad said.

"We're sorry, Dad. How about I tell you what Cole and I have been up to for
the last couple of days?" I asked.

"I don't think your mother and I need to hear the details of that." Dad
grinned.

"No, I don't mean THAT!" I blushed again. "I"m talking about something
else, something really exciting!"

"Ok, tell us." Dad said.

So I told Dad and Mom about what we had done to Schuster and Callum. They
were both very impressed by the story.

"So how long before the story breaks?" Dad asked.

"Day after tomorrow." I said.

"Well, it's a great story, son! So you've decided to stay with AP?" Dad
asked.

"No, Dad. I've decided to leave. I don't want to be gallivanting off all
over the world anymore. I want to be here, with Cole." I said, smiling at
Cole.

"So what are you going to do?" Dad asked.

I looked back over at Cole. He nodded.

"I think Cole should tell you that." I said to Dad.

And for the next half hour, Cole did exactly that. He told them all about
the gym and his ideas for it. When he finished, my Dad looked at him and
smiled.

"Cole, it sounds like you've really thought this out." my Dad said.

"Yes, I have. I thought long and hard about what I really enjoyed in
life. I was never happy as a lawyer, that was something my Dad insisted
on." Cole said.

"That's why I never wanted BJ to be a lawyer. I knew it wasn't what he
really wanted to do. I'm sorry you went through so much, Cole, because of
trying to get your father to love you. No son should ever have to 'earn'
his father's love. It should be there for him unconditionally." my Dad
said.

"The funny thing is," Cole said quietly, " you're the only one that ever
made me feel like I was loved as a son. You were the only 'father' that
ever loved me and I repaid you by hurting you son.  You were more of a
father to me than mine ever was and I hurt you. I'm so very sorry."

At this point, Cole's head was hanging down so he couldn't see my father's
face. First there was shock at Cole's confession which I don' t think Dad
ever expected to hear but also there was a lot of anguish as he saw how
badly Cole was hurting. I'd always known that my Dad loved Cole.  When I
was younger, I had even wondered if he didn't somehow wish that Cole - the
star quarterback - wasn't his son instead of me. That was until I realized
that Dad considered both of us his sons. And also realized that this is why
Cole and my love for each other was so acceptable to him. He understood it
from that viewpoint. Now here was Cole, the 'prodigal son' having returned
and confessing his 'sins' to him and not just asking for his forgiveness
but his love.

There was dead silence at the table as my mother and I looked at each
other. I could see we both were unsure what my father would do. After all,
this was a public place and Dad was never one to 'make a scene' in
public. That's why his actions were all the more shocking when they came.

Dad stood up and then literally knelt down on the floor next to Cole and
took him in his arms. If my Dad had suddenly stripped and danced naked on
the table, I don't think I could have been more shocked. Cole leaned
against my father and I could see the silent tears streaming down his face
and could also see his shoulders shaking as my father held him.

"Cole...son, I have never stopped loving you. I knew how much you loved BJ
and how much he loved you. I have always looked on you as another son. The
same unconditional love that I've tried to give BJ was always yours. You
didn't even have to ask. I'm sorry I never told you this though. Maybe then
your father's threats wouldn't have mattered to you. You would have known
that you could have come to me and I would have taken care of you. I'm
sorry, Cole. I should have told you." Dad said quietly.

Cole looked up at my father's face, I guess trying to judge if what he was
saying was true or not.  With the life he'd lead and the way that people
had used him, I could well imagine that Cole had difficulty believing that
someone other than me could love him just for himself. But this was my Dad,
the man he'd known all his life. The man who was a second father to him. A
man who had never lied to Cole. I also think that Cole's guilt was almost
somehow deeper when it came to Dad than to me. He had disappointed Dad and
hurt him because of the way he'd treated me. I think Cole had always
depended on my Dad's love and respect and now he felt he'd lost those and
could never get them back. I had taken him back, but we were lovers. We had
that between us.  But there was nothing he could offer Dad.

Finally, Coles face brightened. He must have finally realized that Dad did
still love him with that unconditional love he had always given to both of
us. Cole wrapped his arms around my Dad and they hugged. Dad leaned over
and very gently kissed Cole on the forehead. The change that came over Cole
was almost miraculous! It was like the weight of all his guilt and
self-hatred was lifted off him. I had been wrong. I knew that Cole needed
something beyond my love and forgiveness. I knew he needed the love and
forgiveness that only a father can give. I had thought this impossible
because Cole's father would never have anything to do with him. I didn't
realize that it was my Dad's love and forgiveness that Cole needed. I
hadn't realized how irrevokable the break with Cole's own father was. Nor
did I realize that Cole must have known that there was only one man who had
ever truly loved him like a son, and that was my Dad.

They broke apart and Cole helped my Dad up off the floor. Neither my mother
nor I said a word or acted as if anything out of the ordinary had
happened. And when Dad called the waiter over and ordered another bottle of
champagne, I didn't notice the other signal that Dad gave the waiter for
when the waiter brought the champagne, he was followed by another waiter
pushing a linen covered trolley with a cake on top. The cake was covered in
white icing with white roses and had Cole and my name spelled out in blue
icing. I looked at Mom who shifted her eyes to my Dad, telling me who's
idea this was and who had arranged it. I looked at Dad who grinned at me.

"Well, what would a reception be without a wedding cake?" Dad said.

Cole grabbed my hand and in front of God, my parents and every one in
Tavern on the Green, kissed me. Mom insisted that we cut the cake together
and so we did. It was then I noticed that the cake was devil's food rather
than the traditional white cake. I glanced at Dad questioningly.

"You know neither of you like white cake and neither do I!" he announced
and we all broke up laughing.

We drank more champagne and when we left, the waiter wrapped up the rest of
the cake for us to take home. We drove back to the penthouse and Mom and
Dad made noises about driving home but both Cole and I insisted that they
at least come inside for coffee. They finally relented and came upstairs
with us. I made coffee and served it outside on the roof garden. As the
four of us sat under the stars, I finally felt that it was time for me to
say some things that I had wanted to say all evening.

"Mom, Dad. I don't know how to even begin to thank you for tonight." I
said.

"Well, it was the least we could do, son." Dad said.

"No, Dad. I'm not talking about dinner and the cake and all, though those
were wonderful. I want to thank you for everything you've been to us, to
Cole and me. I want to thank you for loving us, even through the years when
we couldn't love each other. Tonight, as you have for all our lives, you
gave Cole the most precious gift that one man can give another - a father's
love. I know you did that, in part, because of how much you love me. That
you could accept the fact that I loved Cole, no matter what society felt
about it, from the time that we were very young is the most precious gift
you ever gave me. You both gave me." I said, reaching over and putting my
hand on Mom's.

"But you both gave it to me twice. You opened your hearts to Justin as well
and made him feel like he had a family, too. I wonder if you really know
how much that meant to him? When he died in my arms, almost the last thing
he said to me was how much he loved both of you and how grateful he was for
your love. You were there the night he died. The two people who gave birth
to him weren't." I said, feeling my eyes fill up with tears at the memory
of that horrible night.

"I have been far luckier than any man deserves to be. I have been loved all
my life by the best parents anyone could have and have been loved, as well,
by two men who are beyond measure in what makes a man a worthwhile
individual. Even as a writer, I have no adequate words to express how
grateful I am to you both." I said.

There was silence for a long time. My Mom leaned over and kissed me but
nothing was said.

"Son, there is no reason for you to thank us." my Dad's voice broke the
silence. "Loving your children is something that most parents do naturally,
though not all." he said, looking over at Cole. "But you must understand,
we don't deserve any thanks. You both have been such a joy in our
lives. How we loved having you both around and watching both of you grow
into men.  Watching your love for each other grow was a beautiful, albeit
painful, thing to watch as well.  And even though I never thought I would
see this night, it fills me with more joy to see you two back together than
anything else I could think of. And I mean that!" Dad emphasized.

"Both of you know how much we love you." Mom said. "Now that we know that
you two are back together, we no longer have to worry about either one of
you any more. Now you can worry about each other!"

And Mom laughed and so did the rest of us.

"Come on, dear. Let's go home and leave these two alone. We've been to the
reception, now we need to let them start the honeymoon." Mom said to Dad.

"Knowing these two, the honeymoon never stopped!" Dad laughed and Cole and
I blushed which made Dad laugh all the harder.

We followed them to the elevator but they insisted that we not go down with
them to the garage.  As the elevator descended, Cole took me in his arms.

"I've made a decision. I still know enough law to do what I should have
done a long time ago."  Cole said.

"What's that?" I asked.

"Change my name." Cole said.

"To what?!" I asked, thinking Cole had taken leave of his senses!

"To yours." he said and kissed me gently.

"We can't both be BJ! It will be too confusing!" I insisted.

"Not my first name!" Cole grinned.

"Oh! Okay, sorry! Too much champagne!" I giggled. "So you're the wife?"

"No. I'm not the wife! And neither are you. I'm not changing my name
because we're married, not that it's a bad idea. No, I'm changing my name
to yours because I'm now really a part of your family and I no longer want
anything to do with the one I was born into." Cole said and I could hear
the decisiveness in his voice.

"Hey, wait a minute. This is starting to sound like we're into incest
here!" I joked.

Cole pulled me close and licked my neck up to my ear into which he
whispered, "Well, they say incest is best!".

"Mmm. I guess if we had been born brothers things would have ended up this
way anyway." I grinned.

"You betcha!" Cole grinned back. "So how about a little 'brotherly love',
hmm?"

"Whatever you want, lover. Whatever you want!" I grinned.

And before I knew what happened, Cole had picked me up in his arms and
literally carried me into the bedroom and laid me gently on the bed and
then stood grinning down at me.

"Now who's the wife?" he laughed.

"No fair! I could have carried you!" I growled.

"Ok, then to assuage your masculinity, you can fuck me first." Cole grinned
a wicked grin.

"Assuage my masculinity my ass! You just want to get fucked!" I grinned
back.

"Well...so what if I do? That is why I fell in love with you in the first
place. You had everything I wanted!" he grinned at me.

"What do you mean?" I asked, confused.

"You had a nice, warm hole to fuck and a nice big cock to suck and to fuck
me with! Now what more could I ask for?" he laughed.

"Is that all I am to you, just a convenient hole and a cock?" I asked in
mock indignation, sitting up on the bed cross-legged and crossing my arms
over my chest.

"Oh, babe! You were more than convenient! You were down right insatiable!"
he laughed.

"Well, I don't know how I feel about that!" I said, secretly loving it
because I could see the old Cole roaring back - all the cockiness and
self-confidence re-emerging. And it was not only doing my heart good, it
was turning me on to all hell!

"Ahh, come on, BJ! Admit it, man! You fell in love with my cock and ass,
too!" he laughed.

I got up on my knees on the bed so that we were eye to eye.

"No, Cole. I didn't. I love your ass and your cock, don't get me wrong. But
I fell in love with you. I fell in love with the cocky, dominating,
infuriating male that you were. I fell in love with the boy who shared my
bed and led me into things I wanted to do so badly but was afraid to try
them.  And I continued to fall in love with the man you were becoming
before your fucking father all but destroyed him. And I'm falling in love
all over again with this new Cole I'm seeing right now. Still the cocky and
self-confident boy but a man, tempered by a lot of years of pain. You're
everything to me Cole. Everything I've ever wanted or needed. You've got to
know that. I need you. I don't just love you. Without you, my life is empty
and barren. Without you, I don't want to go on." I said.

"Babe, what makes you think I could ever do without you? Look what happened
when I tried. Do you know why I could be cocky and self-confident? Because
you were always there with me. You were the rock I depended on to make
things make sense in my life. I didn't know that until I lost you. I truly
wanted to die because I couldn't figure out anyway to ever get you back. I
figured you deserved better than me. That's why I understood why you loved
Justin. He treated you the way I should have. I truly never hated Justin. I
was grateful to him. I was grateful that he took care of you and gave you
what you needed when I was too stupid and cowardly to do it. As far as I'm
concerned, I'm the luckiest man on earth. I've been given my life
back. I've been given a second chance to love you and make you happy. I
promise you I'm not going to blow it this time." Cole said looking deep
into my eyes.

This time there were no tears in his eyes. This time he wasn't saying these
things out of a sense of remorse but out of a sense of finally coming to a
deeper understanding of himself. Cole was speaking from his heart out of
strength, not weakness and I was so proud of him.

"If you're not gonna blow it, does that mean you're not gonna blow me?" I
said quietly and we both broke up laughing.

"Hey! I'm the one who can't take things being too serious, remember?" he
laughed.

"Maybe we've loved each other so long, we've become like each other?" I
suggested.

"God, I hope that's true. I want to be more like you. I want to be more
loving and caring. I want to be more considerate and supporting. I want to
do all the things for you that you've always done for me and I was too
stupid to see it." Cole said, taking me in his arms and kissing me deeply.

I leaned back and pulled him down on the bed with me. We lay there in each
others arms, lost in our own thoughts for a while, kissing each other
gently and tenderly.

"Cole, can I ask you something?" I asked quietly.

"Uh,oh! Now what?" he grinned.

"What about Andrew?" I asked.

He took a breath.

"What about him?" Cole asked and I could hear the concern in his voice. He
really didn't want to talk about this.

"That's what I want to know. What about him? Were you in love with him?" I
asked.

"No. Never. The only person I've ever actually been in love with is you."
he said and I believed him.

"You know Andrew's in love with you, don't you?" I asked.

"Yeah. I know it. That became apparent the first time we had sex. I was
hurtin', hurtin' bad.  Everything in my life had collapsed and I was too
scared to reach out to you. He was there and he wanted me. It felt good to
be really wanted again. You know me! I never stopped to think about the
consequences." he said quietly.

"You said it yourself. You were in pain. You needed somebody. He wanted to
be that somebody.  It happens." I said.

"Yeah. I didn't want to hurt him! I didn't want him fallin' in love with
me. I warned him. I told him I was still in love with you. In fact, I told
him all about you. Told him what I'd done to you. I thought that was enough
warning for him but it didn't seem to help." Cole said.

"When did it end?" I asked.

"Almost as soon as it started. More than a year ago. I only went to bed
with him a couple of times. I saw what was happening and I cut it off. I
wasn't mean or cruel about it. But I told him that I just couldn't handle
him falling in love with me and me not feeling the same way about him."
Cole said.

"Do you think he's gotten over you?" I asked.

"You saw him. What do you think?" Cole asked, his voice hard.

"I think he's coming to terms with it. Seeing us together probably helped
in some ways." I said.

"I hope it did. I really like the guy, I really do! And if things were
different, jumping his bones would be a definite option but that's out of
the question now." Cole said.

"Why?" I asked.

"What do you mean, 'why'? You know damned well 'why'! I told you that I
would never hurt you again and I meant it." Cole said, almost angry.

"Are you saying that you want us to be monogamous to keep ME happy?!" I
exclaimed.

"Well...yeah." he said, but he seemed awfully unsure about the answer and
he turned his head away.

"Cole...look at me." I said, and he turned his head to face me. "Cole, I
don't want you staying physically faithful to me because you think it's
expected of you. If you want to be monogamous because YOU want to and
because you don't want to have sex with anybody but me, that's fine.  But
don't do it because you're trying to protect me! That will never work!
You'll eventually end up resenting me or worse, doing it behind my back. I
don't want that. I want us to be totally honest with each other." I said.

"Are you telling me that you don't care if I have sex with another guy?!"
Cole exclaimed.

"As long as you're honest with me and tell me that you do, I have no
problem with it." I said calmly.

Cole just lay there staring at me for the longest time.

"I can't believe you're saying this. You're the one who nearly left me when
I fucked that girl at Justin's place." Cole said.

"Cole, that was a very long time ago. I've grown up a lot since
then. Besides, what about all those nights with Vince and Micah?" I said,
reminding him of our short lives in college together.

"Yeah, those were great." he gave me a wolfish leer. "I have to admit, I
loved fucking Micah but there was something that got me off even more."

"What was that?" I asked.

"I never told you this because I didn't know how you'd take it. You know
how much I really loved watching Vince fuck you! What I never had the guts
to do was to suck his load out of your butt. I don't know why, I just
couldn't let myself go enough, I guess." Cole said.

"Oh, fuck! I would have loved that!" I grinned.

"Ok, so what is this all leading up to?" Cole smirked at me. "I know you've
got something in that devious journalist's brain of yours!"

"Hey, look who's talking, 'Mr. Lawyer'!" I laughed.

"I'm not very much of a lawyer. I guess that's why I got caught. But you're
a very successful journalist. You're WAY more devious than I am!" Cole said
with a grin.

"I just got the feeling that Andy might like to have a round with both of
us." I said blithely.

"Oh, you did, did you?!" Cole asked. "Did you bother to think about how I
might feel about that?"

"No. You're a fuckin' horndog. You'd fuck anything that walks!" I laughed.

"Hey! I'm not like that! Well...not most of the time." he admitted.

I laughed until tears almost came out of my eyes.

"Yes you are! But I did consider your feelings. Why do you think we're
having this conversation?  I wanted to know how you felt about it before I
invited him over." I said.

He rolled over towards me and took me in his arms.

"BJ, I don't want to do anything that might hurt you. I've done enough of
that for one lifetime.  Maybe more than one. Sure, I wouldn't mind having
sex with Andy. And, to tell you the truth, sex with another guy with you
there is something that is so hot for me! I don't know why, but it really
turns me on seeing you gettin' it on with another guy. But it's not
somethin' that I feel comfortable initiating right now. Do you understand?
If this is something that you want, I'm more than willing. But I don't want
you feelin' like you have to for me. I can be very satisfied with just
you." Cole said.

"And I can be very satisfied with just you. You know that. But I like
having sex with somebody else with you there, too. I guess I never admitted
that to you before. When Vince would fuck me, I loved to watch you. You
really loved it! I could tell, and it turned me on to no end!" I said.

"God! I wished you'd told me that! It would have made me feel a lot less
guilty." Cole said.

"Fuck guilt! Haven't we both had enough of it? I think that we got this
second chance to enjoy being lovers this time. At least that's what I want
to do. I have no fear of you leaving me and, by God!, you shouldn't have
any fear of me leaving you by this point." I said looking into his eyes.

"No, I'm really not afraid of that now, babe." he said and took my hand
with the ring on it and kissed it. "This time I've marked my territory." he
grinned.

"Yeah, and you're marked as mine!" I said kissing him gently on the lips.

"I just want you to know, however, that I did lie about one thing." Cole
said looking into my eyes.

"What?" I asked, concerned what this might be.

"I am gonna fuck you first!" Cole grinned.

"Okay." I grinned back.

Our clothes flew off in several different directions and before I knew it,
I was on my hands and knees on the bed and Cole had his face buried in my
ass, his tongue all the way up me and I was moaning like a cheap whore! I
loved the way Cole ate and fucked my butt. It was like he was a starving
man and I was the first food he'd had in months! I could tell that Cole
really loved my butt and he really loved me. I'd seen him with Micah in the
old days and he didn't do near the job eating Micah's butt that he always
did on mine. My mind went back for a minute to that night when Cole had
fucked me for the very first time and we had both discovered the joy of
eating each other's asses.

When Cole judged that I was wet enough, he sat back and spit on his hand
and began to lube his cock. I stayed on my hands and knees, expecting that
this was the position Cole wanted to fuck me in but I was wrong.

"Turn over on your back." his voice came, husky with desire. "I want to
watch your face while I fuck you."

I turned over, grinning at him and raised my legs and pulled them back with
my hands so that he would have easy access to my hole. He took no time in
grabbing my ankles and pushing his cockhead against my eager chute. He
pressed forward and I willed my muscles to relax at the same time. He
slowly slid into my butt until he could go no further and then he looked
down at me. In his eyes, I saw the same look that I had that first night in
that motel room after the state championship game when he had fucked me for
the first time. That mixture of all out fuck-lust and deep love. Yes, Cole
wanted to fuck me. He wanted to fuck me bad! He wanted to drill my ass with
his cock and get off deep in my butt. But he wanted to do this, not just
because he was horned. He wanted to do this because he loved me. He wanted
to fuck me and only me at that moment.

"Fuck me, Cole. Make me yours all over again. You're the quarterback, you
call the play." I grinned.

"Ahh, fuck! BJ! Man, how do you get in my fuckin' head like that?! How did
you know I was thinkin' about the first time we did this?" Cole asked, his
voice full of amazement.

"Because it was what I was thinking of. It's what I've been thinking of
most times that you fuck me on my back like this. It is one of the most
wonderful memories that I have in life! The look of you, the feel of you
fucking me that night and knowing that you loved me." I said.

Cole took my legs and put them around his waist as he leaned his body over
mine. He rested on his elbows, his cock buried in my butt, just like that
first night. I reached up and gently slid my arms around his neck as he
leaned down and kissed me deeply, tasting me and allowing me to suck and
bite on his tongue.

"It's never changed, man! It's never changed! I can't believe it. Every
time I fuck you, it is just so amazing! I love fucking you more than
anybody. I guess it's because I love you more than anybody." he murmured.

"And maybe because you know how much I love you?" I asked quietly.

"Oh, God! BJ! Do you remember the first night I sucked your cock?" he
asked.

"Of course I do. It was the first night I sucked yours." I said smiling.

"But there was something else that night. Something that meant way more to
me than suckin' your cock. I just could never tell you." Cole whispered.

"What was it?" I asked.

"It was holding you in my arms when we were sleeping. I was so afraid you
wouldn't let me do it and I wanted to so bad! I needed to feel you in my
arms. I didn't really know why at the time. I guess somehow I knew deep
down inside that I wanted you to belong to me and that was a way of showing
you that need." Cole murmured.

"I understood that. You scared me. I wasn't sure how far you wanted to take
things and I was so afraid that you'd find out just how much I loved
you. Seems silly now, doesn't it." I whispered.

"It was always there, wasn't it? We loved each other so much and we had
such a hard time trying to hide it. Your Mom said it at dinner. It was so
painful to watch us. I'll bet it was - but not nearly as painful as to 'be'
us." Cole said.

"Cole..." I murmured.

"Yes, babe?" he answered.

"Fuck me. Please?" I begged.

He grinned and began fucking me. I groaned in ecstasy at the feeling of his
cock sliding deep inside me and then out again. I looked up into his face
and our eyes locked. I could see the depth of his love as I'm sure he could
see mine. We moaned at each other, the feelings that were passing between
us were too strong for words. We didn't need words! Our bodies and our eyes
spoke for us. All the love we had for each other got expressed as Cole
continued to make love to me.  Finally I couldn't take it anymore.

"Cole! I'm gonna cum!" I moaned.

"Cum, babe! Cum for me! I need you so much!" Cole said as his hips slammed
into me.

I cried out as my cum shot from my cock and covered both of us. I could
feel his cock jerk several times in my butt and knew that he had shot his
load deep inside me as well. He collapsed on top of me, his body covered
with a fine sheen of sweat which I began to lick off every part of him my
tongue could reach. I was surrounded by his raw male scent and I drank it
in as deeply as I could through the deep breaths I was taking.

I realized, however, that I could hear Cole doing the same thing! I could
hear him taking deep breaths of what had to be my scent. That was something
else that never changed, we still love the scent of each other! I felt him
licking at my throat and then his mouth was on mine, gentle, coaxing,
sweetly drawing my lips into his mouth. The fact that Cole could be so
amazingly gentle and loving never ceased to amaze me. One thing I was sure
of, this side of him was one that he only showed to me.

I felt his softened cock finally slip from inside me. At that point, Cole
rolled off me but pulled me over and into his arms, my head resting on one
of his biceps. He leaned down and gently kissed me on the forehead and I
moaned at the touch of his lips, remembering the first time he had ever
done this.

"You remember, don't you?" he murmured.

"Yes. It so amazed me then. You had never kissed me before."

"Well, I had to do something. You just almost barfed on me from choking on
my cock." he chuckled low in his throat.

"I wanted it all." I said, chuckling a little myself at the memory of that
first hesitant blow-job I had given him.

"And you took it all, too! I was totally fucking amazed when you did!" he
said.

"Just as I was when you kissed me." I said.

"I wanted to do more, go further, really kiss you that night." he said.

"I wanted to as well but I was too afraid. I didn't think you could handle
that." I said.

"That was the first night you slept in my arms. I love having you here like
this. This is what I missed the most. Not the sex, not even the kisses,
though both of those are incredible. No, it was holding you like this,
knowing that you were mine." he said softly.

"This is what I missed most as well. Your arms around me, feeling so safe
and secure. Knowing that you were with me and you wanted me." I murmured.

"But you had Justin. Surely you slept in his arms, didn't you?" he asked,
his voice confused.

"Yes. And I loved Justin, I really did. There was just one problem." I
said.

"What was that?" he asked.

"It wasn't you." I said.

His arms tightened around me and his mouth sought mine in the darkness. He
kissed me deeply and I could feel my body melding to his. It was like we
were two halves of a whole, the perfect fit with each other.

"I love you, BJ." he whispered as he released my lips from his.

"And I love you, Cole. But I lied." I said.

"About what?" he asked.

"I'm not going to fuck you." I chuckled. "I'm too tired. I just want to go
to sleep in your arms.  Can you wait until tomorrow morning? I'll gladly
fuck you then."

"I can wait, lover. I waited ten years to be with you again. I can wait
until morning." he laughed and tightened his hold on me for just a moment.

I turned over in his arms so that he was spooned up against me, just like
we had slept together as boys. And like that, we drifted off to sleep.

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