“If the shoe fits, wear it”. There comes a time in everyone’s life that we must admit who we actually are. It may not be comfortable at the time, but it really is for the best.
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I woke the next morning completely rested, I guess a night in the comfort of my childhood bed was just what I needed. I got dressed and stopped to get a cup of coffee and a muffin on my way to the hospital to see dad.
Maggie smiled at me as I walked in, she said, “he’s doing well, go right in.”
I was relieved to see that dad was starting to get his color back, he was sitting up a little bit and had been given some broth. It would be a bit before he would be ready for solid food, but this was progress.
I asked, “how do you feel dad?”
He shrugged, “a little better, but I’m still sore as hell. They are moving me out of ICU today, into a regular room.”
I said, “the doctor said you would feel like that for a few days, don’t worry it will get better.”
He gave me a weak smile, “so tell me Devin, what are you working on now? We haven’t talked in a couple of weeks.”
I smiled back at him, “I know Dad, sorry about not calling you. I just started research on the new book I am writing, it’s about the Duncan Oswald murder. He was from Corpus Christi, his wife talked her boyfriend into killing him. She promised the boyfriend she would split the life insurance with him, but when the police determined there was foul play, she turned him in. The joke was on her though, he sang like a canary as soon as the police picked him up. The trial wrapped up about six months ago, they were both sentenced to over 30 years.”
Dad shook his head, “I’ll never understand some people.”
This was the third book that I had written over the last five years. I had been hired as a reporter when I graduated from college, and soon found my niche in reporting crime stories. After 15 years of sitting in courtrooms and interviewing cops and criminals, I wrote my first true crime book about one of those cases. It received positive reviews and actually sold fairly well. It didn’t make the New York Times best seller list, but I made enough that I could give up my regular paycheck and write books full time. Dad was worried when I told him I quit my job, he said he couldn’t understand how selling a few books was enough for me to live on. I told him not to worry, I was still doing freelance reporting. I was still reporting on crime cases, but I was able to sell the stories to several newspapers instead of just one. One other thing that I didn’t tell him, or anyone else for that matter, was that in between researching and writing my true crime books, I also wrote erotic gay fiction books. I used a pen name of course, there was a lot less research involved, and I could crank out a book in just a few months’ time. I was sure dad wouldn’t comprehend how big the market was for such books. I learned how to self-publish my books, I also was able to turn them into audio books to be sold on Amazon. Let’s just say, I was making a living.
Dad was still shaking his head about the Oswald case, “you know son, other than your mom, I think all women are nuts.” He turned to look at me and said, “maybe you are on to something with this whole liking men thing.”
I laughed, “yeah dad, that’s exactly what I was thinking. All women are nuts, so I decided to be gay.”
He rolled his eyes, “I know that’s not how it works, I’m just saying…”
I said, “I know dad, I’m just teasing you.” He once again shook his head as he gave me a weak smile. As we sat in silence for a few minutes, my mind went back to that day that I came out to him.
Matt and I were spending more and more time together, because dad was always working, we were usually at my house. I had introduced Matt to dad right after our first time together, dad immediately called Matt’s parents to invite them over for coffee. He told me that he wanted to assure them that Matt was welcome in our home and that we were a respectable family, even if it was only just the two of us. After a few months, I really wanted to tell dad the truth about Matt and my relationship, I just needed the right opening.
Matt and I were doing homework one day when dad got home from work. Matt looked at the clock and said, “oh wow, I didn’t realize it was so late, I better get home.”
Dad said, “you know you are welcome to stay for dinner, Matt.”
Matt smiled, “yes, thank you, but mom told me not wear out my welcome, it’s Devin’s turn to eat at our house. I think she is going to call you this week to invite you both to our house for a meal.”
Dad laughed, “we’d be happy to come over anytime, I think Devin is tired of my cooking, I know I am tired of his.”
Matt laughed as he rushed out the door and dad and I started to cook our dinner.
Dad said, “so, I haven’t seen Cole in while, what’s he up to these days?”
I shrugged, “he has a girlfriend now, he’s been hanging out with her, I guess.”
Dad nodded, “so, why don’t you and Matt have girlfriends?”
I took a deep breath, I suppose this was the opening I had been looking for.
Before I could start, he said, “I have noticed how close you two have become, maybe you don’t want to find girlfriends?”
I felt the color drain from my face, I stuttered, “well, I wanted to… I mean, yeah, I guess… it’s just that…”
Dad said, “relax Devin, I am your father, there is nothing that you can say that would make me not love you.”
I felt a tear roll down my cheek, “dad, I think I am gay.”
He turned to me, “you think?”
I sighed, “I know I’m gay.”
Dad wrapped me in a hug, “it’s ok son, I have always told you, you can tell me anything. Do you want to talk about it?”
We talked while we finished making and eating our dinner, it felt like such a weight had been lifted from my shoulders. By the time we finished washing our dishes, we were laughing, and dad was teasing me about my first boyfriend. His dad instincts kicked in and he reminded me that Matt and I needed to be careful and to use all the proper precautions.
I was still smiling at the memory when Uncle Al walked into the room.
He said, “well little brother, I told you, you should start to eat heathier and get some exercise.”
Dad rolled his eyes, “you’re one to talk, do you even know what a vegetable is?”
I shook my head, this was the only way my uncle Al and dad had ever showed their love for each other, by insulting each other. It never got mean spirited, it was just subtle jabs at each other. You could tell they really loved each other, and I knew they always had each other’s back. As I sat there watching their interaction, I couldn’t help but think that my sister and I would have had the same type of relationship. I guess Cole was the one person who would be the closest thing I had to a brother. We told each other everything, so after I came out to my dad, Cole would be the next person I talked to about being gay, other than Matt, of course.
It was Thanksgiving weekend, Matt had gone to his grandparents’ house and Nicole was with her family. Cole’s parents invited dad and me to their house for dinner. Cole and I were in his room playing video games after we had finished eating.
Cole said, “so, I have noticed that you are spending a lot of time with that Matt guy.”
I shrugged, “yeah, I guess so. He’s a nice guy.”
Cole nodded, “I suppose.”
As we finished the game we were playing, I said, “Cole, I want to tell you something. Promise me you will keep it a secret for now,”
He turned to me, “sure, you know you can tell me anything.”
I swallowed hard, “Matt and I are, sort of seeing each other.”
Cole thought for a minute, “what do you mean, seeing each other?”
I sighed, “I mean, just like you and Nicole are seeing each other.”
Cole continued to look straight ahead, not saying a word as he thought about what I had just told him. He broke the awkward silence by asking, “did Matt talk you into this?”
I chuckled, “Cole, I wasn’t talked into anything, I have known that I was gay for a few years now. When Matt and I started to spend more time together, we sort of started talking and found we had a lot in common. Since you and the rest started dating your girlfriends, well, I guess I wanted someone to spend time with too.”
Cole asked, “so, it’s my fault that you started liking guys?”
I shook my head, “it’s not anyone’s fault, it’s just how Matt and I were born. Hell, maybe it was a mistake telling you. I guess I thought we were close enough that you would understand.”
Cole sighed, “I’m sorry Devin, I’m just a little surprised. Of course you’re my friend, it just may take me a little time to get used to this, and I promise not to tell anyone else.”
By the time we finished our talk, Cole was a bit more at ease with my announcement. I could still tell that he wasn’t completely comfortable, but as we resumed our video game playing, things seemed back to normal.
My dad and Uncle Al’s laughter broke me out of my daydream.
Uncle Al said, “don’t you agree Devin?”
I looked to dad then to Al, and said, “oh, sure, yeah.”
Dad said, “you look tired Devin, there is nothing for you to do here. Why don’t you go home and get some rest?”
Uncle Al said, “yeah, I can stay with Dave, I’ll call if anything changes.”
I nodded, “well, I do have some work to do, I could make a few calls and do some more research for my next book.”
Uncle Al asked about my new book, so I filled him in on the details. Dad was looking better and when the doctor visited this morning, he told us dad was doing well and would probably be released in a couple of days. I knew that it had been almost a year since dad and his brother had seen each other and thought they could use a little time alone to get caught up.
I said, “ok, I’ll stop and pick up a few groceries so I can make you some dinner. I’ll come back later this afternoon to pick you up Uncle Al. I assume you are staying with me at dad’s place.”
Al nodded, “yes, if that’s ok with you guys.”
Dad and I both responded, “of course.”
I gave dad a hug goodbye, let the nurse know to call me if there were any changes in dad’s condition and headed back to dad’s house.
After I had the groceries put away, I set up a makeshift office in my old bedroom and opened my laptop to work on my book. Instead, I opened the file with my latest erotic story, it was about a high school boy coming to terms with his sexuality. To be honest, it was slightly biographical, and it brought back more memories of Matt and my high school days. Matt and I were sitting on my bed talking after we had finished our homework one day.
I said, “I told my dad about us, or I should say, he asked me about us. I think he already knew everything.”
Matt chuckled, “that’s funny, my parents figured it out too and asked if I needed to tell them anything.”
I asked, “and what did you say.”
He shrugged, “I just said, I liked you better than I like girls.”
I laughed, “sounds like the same talk I had with dad. How did they react?”
Matt said, “dad was kind of quiet, but mom was supportive. Dad came around the next day, he’s probably not thrilled, but we’re good.”
I said, “yeah, the same as my dad.” I paused, then said, “I also told Cole, he promised not to tell anyone.”
Matt sighed, “I’m glad you said that, I told Nolan too.” Nolan had been Matt’s best friend since grade school.
I asked, “is he still your friend?”
He shrugged, “I think so, he didn’t say too much. We sort of changed the topic.”
I nodded, “that was about same as things went with Cole. I feel relieved that I have told him though. I think Cole still has my back, I know I have his if he ever needs it.”
He nodded, “yeah, me too, and I think Nolan and I will be there for each other too,”
Matt and I smiled at each other as he leaned toward me until our lips met. We were soon on full a full make out session and pulling each other’s clothes off. It didn’t take long before we each had the other’s cock in our mouths. Our sessions up to this point had just been kissing and sucking each other.
Matt released my cock from his mouth and asked, “would you like to try something new?”
I shrugged, “what did you have in mind?”
He smiled, “I saw this in a video I watched online.”
Matt pushed my legs apart and ran his finger across my virgin pucker, sending chills up my spline. Before I knew what he was doing, he had moved around and was replacing his finger with his tongue. I gasped as he began to lick and suck my hole, it felt incredible. I pulled my legs as far apart as I could so he could have all the access he wanted. I had to let go of my hard dick, if I stroked it anymore, I was afraid I was going to cum. I certainly didn’t want him to stop, I wanted this to last as long as Matt wanted. Just when I couldn’t take it anymore, He grinned as he looked up at me and asked, “did you like that? It’s called a rim job.”
I panted, “God, yes. Do you want to see how it feels?”
Matt quickly moved on to his hands and knees, his perfect round ass pointed at me. I moved in and raked my tongue across his hole. He had nearly the same reaction as I did, he moaned, “oh shit.” Matt’s groans further encouraged me as I worked my tongue into his hole as far as I could.
Matt panted, “will you fuck me?”
I asked, “are you sure?”
He nodded, “Yes, I have wanted to feel you inside me for a long time.”
My cock was leaking precum by the gallon, and I wanted nothing more than to fuck Matt. I positioned myself behind him and rubbed my cock up and down his pink pucker, leaving my precum and spit as lube. I slowly began to push in until the head of my cock popped through the first ring of muscle. I paused to give him time to adjust to the invasion, Matt was soon pushing back against me until he was fully impaled on my love stick. He moaned, “that’s it Devin, fuck me.” That was all I needed to hear, I was soon pushing in and out, his tight hole messaging my member. It was so tight and warm and felt so good, I knew I wasn’t going to last long. I pushed in as deep as I could, let out a final grunt and unloaded the biggest load I had ever shot. Matt and I both collapsed into a pile on the bed as my spasms slowly stopped. My deflating cock slipped form Matt’s well fuck hole as I rolled onto my back next to him. He moved on top of me so we could kiss, his still hard cock rubbing against me.
I asked, “how did it feel?”
He smiled, “amazing. Do you want to find out?”
I looked into his eyes, how could I refuse? I just nodded yes.
Matt kissed his way down my chest and licked the love juices from my dick, causing it to swell again. He pushed my legs up in the air exposing my waiting hole. He rimmed me again as I held my ass cheeks apart, once again sending my senses into overdrive. Once he had my hole coated in his slobber, Matt moved up for a kiss as he aimed his manhood at its target. We kissed as he slowly pushed in until his cum-filled nuts were tight against my ass. We continued to kiss as he began to piston in and out. Matt was right, this was amazing. I felt my cock swell to its full hardness as Matt continued his assault on my ass. Matt’s breathing quickened and I swear I felt the head of his cock expand inside me, I knew he was getting close. I also felt my nuts start to tighten, surprised that I was close to cuming a second time in such a short period. Matt moaned as I felt him fill my inside with hot baby makers and I shot mine onto our tight stomachs. We continued to make out until our breathing returned to normal and he fell onto his back beside me.
I said, “wow, that was great.”
Matt chuckled, “yeah, that pretty much sums it up. I think I will want to do that again… a lot.”
I laughed, “any time big boy.”
Of course, we did it every chance we got for the rest of the school year.
I was startled out of my daydream by the ringing of my phone. Dad was getting tired, and Uncle Al was ready to come home. I threw a couple of potatoes into the oven to bake, I had bought a couple of steaks for us to grill. I was able to be at the hospital when the doctor was making his rounds. He told us dad was progressing right on schedule and everything looked good.
I said, “thank you, and don’t worry, I am planning to stay at least a month to help dad when he gets home.”
Dad scoffed, “Devin, you don’t need to do that, I’ll be fine.”
I shook my head, “it’s not up for debate dad, I can work from here. I am staying. Remember what Conway Twitty said, “That’s my Job”.”
Dad just shook his head and smiled.
The doctor said, “I think that is a good idea Dave, you need to take it easy for at least that long.”
Uncle Al chimed in, “yeah Dave, don’t be so bull headed.”
Dad rolled his eyes, “we’ll talk about it later, you two go home and let me rest.”
Uncle Al and I headed home, and he made us a salad as I grilled the steaks. The potatoes were ready by that time, and we sat and ate our dinner. He filled me in on what my cousins were up to, and we both agreed that we should get together when my dad was feeling better. It had been a couple of years since I had seen them, and dad had never been to Al’s place in Arizona.
Al asked, “so, did you get any work done this afternoon?”
I chuckled to myself and lied, “sure did, the research is going great.”
To be continued…
