My World

I found the whole thing rather funny. I was just outed by a five-year-old who noticed how his uncle looked at me. Ryan was not as amused. He had just admitted his homosexuality to his brother Steve. Steve told him that it wasn’t a secret. That’s the part that I found most interesting. Ryan had been struggling with telling his family that he was gay, and it seemed that at least his brother knew. How many others in the family had figured it out?
Steve wasn’t amused either. “Kevin, go into the bedroom with your sister and stay there until I tell you to come out.”
Kevin’s face dropped, and he slid out of the chair.
“You’re not in trouble, Kevvy,” I told him. “It’s just time for some grown-up talk.”
“OK.” He looked back at me before turning the corner to the hall. I heard the door click as it closed. Noise on the roof began again; the rain was still falling.
“What the hell have you two been doing?” The tone in Steve’s voice was angry.  
“So that’s the ticket,” I said as I got up and walked over to where Steve stood glaring at Ryan. He thought Ryan and I had been caught making out, or worse. I was pissed. I knew that Steve was probably tired from being up most of the night. I dropped my voice, but my ire was quite evident. “You think he caught us fucking or something. We’ve got more respect for those children than that.”
Ryan stood up and put his hand on my arm. I stopped talking and took a breath.
Steve looked over at Ryan. “No, no. I’m sorry. I’m not thinking straight. I’m sorry, Derrick. I know you wouldn’t do anything like that with the kids here.”
“And me?” Ryan quizzed.
Steve moved toward his brother and embraced him. “You wouldn’t either.” Steve kissed him on the cheek and pulled him closer. “Not my baby brother who…” Steve shook his head. “Oh, Ryan, I wanted to tell you so many times that I knew, but Mom said it needed to be your decision.”
Ryan began to cry. “I wanted to tell you, but I was afraid. And I was ashamed. I’ve known for a long time now that there was no reason to be ashamed, but I was afraid you, and the rest of the family, wouldn’t love me anymore. I was stupid.”
Steve hugged him more tightly.
I put my hand on his head and ran my fingers through his hair. “You aren’t stupid, Ryan.”
“He’s right,” Steve added. Steve moved Ryan’s head back and kissed him on the forehead. “I love you, Ryan. I’ve loved you since Mom and Dad brought you home from the hospital. I’ve tried to let you know that and that you can tell me anything.”
Ryan sat down and wiped the tears from his face. I handed him some tissues. I sat next to him. I wanted to hold him, to kiss him, to remind him that I wanted him to look forward to the future that we would share.
“So what’s going on with you two?” Steve’s question was straightforward; he began to sit down.
At the same moment, Kevin opened the bedroom door and announced that Tammy needed to go to the bathroom.
“I’ll take care of that,” chuckled Steve, and he went to help her.
I turned to Ryan. “Why don’t you get some clothes for the kids. Steve’s going to need some sleep. Maybe we can order pizza for lunch. I don’t think the rain is going to let up.”
“I’ll grab a few kid videos and toys, too.” He smiled.
I took the opportunity to kiss him. He seemed a little surprised. “The cat’s out of the bag now. I just needed to give you a little to keep you coming back.”
He got teary-eyed again. It was obvious that I’d fallen for a very emotional man. “Nothing’s going to keep me away.”
I leaned forward to kiss him again. I braced myself and my hand ended up on his inner thigh.
“Don’t do that, I’m rather… Fuck.” He clenched his teeth. “I’m getting hard.”
“Get out of here, and get the stuff before someone finds out how in love with me you are.”
Ryan went to the door; the tent in his sweatpants gave me a warm feeling. He found me attractive. I definitely needed to get him some underwear.

The pizza arrived at two o’clock. I should have ordered it earlier. It seems that I wasn’t the only one who didn’t want to go out in the rain. The kids were a little cranky, but with a little food in them, they calmed down. After a piece each, they went back to their coloring books.
Steve and Ryan had cleaned the apartment, and Steve had taken a nap before going back to the hospital. Ryan had called in and was able to get the next day off. We munched on our pizza, sipped our sodas, and played footsie under the table. Ryan kept giggling; I discovered he was ticklish.
Tammy and Kevin showed up at the table. “Can we have some more bread?”
“Of course,” Ryan told them. He pulled them each a piece of cheesy bread.
Kevin took his piece and looked at me. “Uncle Derrick, when are you going to get married?”
Ryan coughed. I laughed. “He hasn’t asked me yet,” I told him.
Kevin shook his head. “Oh, Uncle Derrick, you’re going to have to ask him.”
I looked at Ryan. He had sucked his upper lip into his mouth and was biting it. His eyes told me that Kevin was right, but it wasn’t because he didn’t love me or didn’t want to spend the rest of his life with me.
I looked at Kevin again. “When will be a good time to ask him?”
Kevin sighed. “When you know you love him forever.”
“And how should I do it?”
“You have to get down on one knee and hold his hand.”
I got down on one knee and held Ryan’s hand. “Like this?”
“Exactly,” said Kevin.
“Exactly,” repeated Tammy.
Ryan was smiling.
I looked into Ryan’s eyes. “Ryan, the happiest moments of my life have been with you in the room with me. I love you. I love you with my entire being. Will you marry me?”
Ryan’s eyes filled with tears. My tears had already started flowing. He pulled my hands to his lips and kissed them. “I love you,” he told me. “I love you so much, more than I can put into words.” He kissed my hands again.
“You have to say ‘yes’ to him,” Kevin scolded.
Neither of us heard the door open.
“Yes, I’ll marry you.” Ryan bent forward and kissed me.
The kids began clapping and jumping up and down. Steve walked into the kitchen. “I think I missed something.”
Kevin smiled at his father. “Uncle Derrick is going to be our real uncle.”

We decided to get married quickly, and the Paris Hotel in Las Vegas seemed perfect. Steve was Ryan’s best man, and Kevin was mine. Tammy was the ring-bearer, and Janet used face-time to send the ceremony to Ryan’s family. We went to a fabulous dinner after the wedding and flew back home a few hours later.
When we first met, Ryan and I were both virgins. Neither of us had given or received a blowjob. Ryan confessed to having shared handjobs with a high school classmate. Although some of our makeout sessions hot pretty heavy, we decided to wait until after the wedding before sharing any oral or anal activities.
Steve and Janet had a minivan, and we had taken it to the airport. So we arrived back home together. Kevin and Tammy wanted to spend the night with their uncles, and they were sorely disappointed when their parents said no, but they took it like the troopers they are.
As the two of us stood at the door to the apartment, we each grabbed a leg of the other and hopped in. We had decided in advance that since we couldn’t carry each other over the threshold at the same time, that method would be the closest. With the door closed behind us, both of us felt nervous. I knew Ryan would not disappoint me, but I wonder whether I would disappoint him. I told him so. He admitted that he felt the same way, and we both laughed at our own silliness.
I turned to Ryan and began to unbutton his shirt. His usual erotic, manly scent had been replaced by the odor of travel. I knew that I smelled no better and couldn’t wait for a shower. We had not showered together for fear we might inadvertently break our pledge. The hot water and Ryan’s hands mixed with the lather of a manly body wash. The experience was awesome. When it was my turn, I found myself spending extra time rubbing lather over the surface of Ryan’s shaft. His moans excited me, and I covered his mouth with mine. The vibrations of his moans tickled my tongue. How is it that I could love someone with all of my being on one day and love him even more on the next? I kissed his shoulder and neck.
He whispered into my ear. “I love you.” We rinsed off then toweled each other dry. I kissed the head of his penis as I dried his legs. I led him to the bedroom. Before we left, I washed a new set of sheets with a little Eucalyptus oil. I loved the scent, and I knew that Ryan did as well. Lying next to him on new soft sheets, rubbing my face on his sexy hairy chest, and his hands massaging my back was making me harder. I found myself humping his muscular thigh. His hardness rubbed against my waist.
I was about to move my head down to take him into my mouth when he rolled me on my back. He moved around, pushed my legs up, and kissed my butt cheeks. I knew what was about to happen. I felt as though I had waited for my entire life for it. I felt him kiss my sphincter. He used his spit to lube my entrance. His finger moved inside me both spreading the wetness and preparing me.
Ryan spat into his hand and moistened the head of his penis. He released my legs, and I moved my ass to align with his cock. He pushed the head again my rosebud. I pressure exhilarated me. As he entered me, there was a moment of pain as I stretched to accommodate him. He sensed my discomfort and reduced the pressure. I saw such love in his eyes as he looked at me. I tilted my pelvis and he slid farther inside me. I wanted him so, and he gave himself to me.
I pulled his head to mine as I felt him move in and out of me. I covered his mouth with mine; I ran my tongue over his lips. He sucked my tongue into his mouth as he continued to make love to me. He began to breathe faster and he pushed himself into me as far as he could. I felt his ejaculate into me. The pressure change triggered me to ejaculate as well. He relaxed onto me, and we continued to kiss as he slipped out.
My first time with the man I knew I loved the first time I saw him had only begun. We continued to love, trading places as we went, and increasing the love we shared.