Rob

This is a fictional story. It is based on the few experiences and many fantasies of the author. If you are really into graphic sex, it may not satisfy your purpose for coming here. If you like to hear of real love and real teen angst, with a little sex thrown in, you are in the right place. There may be some amount of graphic sex between males. If this is objectionable to you, or you are legally too young to be here, you are cordially invited to press your back button.

Characters:

Robert E. Lee Balser

Denny (Dennis Andrew Miggs), 20

Robert F. Balser, Rob's dad

Donna Balser, Rob's mom.

Nana, The balser's housekeeper

Garth Roth, 22

Randy Small, 24

Bob, Denny's Brother 3 years older

Gail, Bob's wife

Jack, Denny's oldest brother, 9 years older

Jack's son's, Jacky, Bobby and DennyToo

James Miggs, Denny's dad

Carol Miggs, Denny's mom,

Ray, Denny's dad's Deputy D.A. friend

Tad Newliegh, the new roomie

Jacob Smith, Rob's former "Landlord"

Linda Smith, Jacob's wife

Chris & Craig, partners, Rob's roomies.

Seth, Chris's Brother

Luke, Seth's partner.

Etta, The Smith's housekeeper

From Chapter 7:

"I feel very blessed to have Luke. I love him so much. I love Chris too, but he's my real brother. I HAVE to love him. I love you because I want to." All the while, he was stroking my arm. The little pecker was -- well, he was getting a rise out of me. And what's worse is he knew it. He was lying on my lap! He giggled.

"What?" I said, supremely embarrassed.

"This!" he said. He pulled himself up and lay his face on my chest. Then he removed my shoes, picked up my legs and put them on the couch, and lay on top of me. It felt so natural. We used to sleep this way. I always told myself it was not sexual, but now I knew better. I was about to say as much, when his lips came down on top of mine.

I kissed him back! I then panicked.

"NOooo!" I whined.

I pushed him off me and he tumbled onto the floor. His head hit a table leg and he started to writhe like a cat that had been run over by a car, and cry out. Lights came on and Etta, Uncle Jake, Aunt Lindy and Carrie all came running into the living room. Etta crouched down and put her hands on his temples. He stopped flopping around. His eyes were open, but stared blankly ahead.

Chapter 8

Etta looked deeply into Seth's unseeing eyes. "He gonna be okay now. You take him to da doc. It's time."

"Time for what?" Uncle Jake said.

"Time fo da doc to do his magic. Dis baybee gonna be jus' fine." I reached down and touched Seth, afraid to move him. "Go -- quick, baybee!" She admonished me. "I gotta go back to your boy-boy. He gonna be okay too!"

DENNY! I'd forgotten about him! I mean, I could never forget about him, but - - in my excitement and distraught - - over Seth, I forgot that Etta was working with Denny. A deep feeling of guilt came over me! How could I let this happen? "Well, is he - - asleep - - or what?" I asked her, as I picked Seth's limp body up.

"He gonna be okay. You take da baby boy to da doctor-man!"

"This way!" Uncle Jake commanded. We all called him Uncle Jake even though he wasn't my uncle, but he actually is Seth's -- and Chris's -- uncle. He led me to his Excursion. He grabbed one of the cot mattresses that were stored in the garage in the back and I lay Seth there, and sat next to him, to hold him in case he started to convulse again.

Aunt Lindy went up to tell Chris, and called Seth's parents, who live 3 hours away. The hospital was close enough that it was best to just take him, rather than wait for an ambulance to come. When we pulled up to the emergency room, they were waiting for us with a gurney. Aunt Lindy had called ahead.

They took him immediately to an operating room. The doctor asked lots of questions:

"Did this come on spontaneously?"

"No, he fell and hit his head."

"What happened then?"

"He went into convulsions."

"How did you stop them?"

"The Smith's housekeeper used some pressure points or something -- on his temples."

"Smart lady -- or lucky!"

"Smart -- intuitive! She's some kind of mystic -- from the Caribbean."

"Voodoo?" He asked.

"I'm not sure. Something like that."

"Hey," he said, "Some of that stuff works! Well, lets get to work on this boy! I've been putting off operating -- hoping the clot would move -- well maybe this moved it!" He disappeared into the operating room. As the door closed, I saw a large team of medical workers there.

When Uncle Jake and I reached the waiting room, Chris was there, along with Luke, Craig, Aunt Lindy and Carrie.

We waited there for three hours. Seth's parents arrived just before the doctor came in to us. At about 3:30 AM the doc announced that they had successfully removed the clot. It had moved away from the optic nerve, and so was more easily accessible. He invited one to stay with Seth until he woke up. Seth's dad said Luke should do that. Luke tearfully thanked him. As he was walking out with the doctor, Luke said, "Can there be two of us with him?"

"I want him to wake up on his own." No noise.

"I think he will want Rob there when he wakes up." Luke reasoned. "He was the last one to see him before he -- he - " Luke could not continue. He was pretty exhausted and worry had taken its toll on him. They looked at me. I arose slowly.

"Are you sure?" I said. I felt guilty and also was worried about if Seth saw me first -- what he might say. I didn't want to hurt Luke.

Luke nodded his head, unable to speak. Did he have some idea already -- what really happened? I said, "Okay. I want to call Etta and I'll be right there."

I dialed the Smith's number. "Hello -- Smith Residence."

"Etta? How is Denny?"

"Tink you bettah ask himself."

"Rob?"

"Denny!" I said. How are you?"

"Boy, Seth was right about Etta! It was great! What happened to Seth -- how is he?

"He's not yet awake from his operation. I'll explain later what happened. The doctor said the operation was a success. Etta said he would be okay."

"How does she know?" Denny asked."

"We all wonder that. But she seems to."

"When are you coming home -- er -- back here?"

"Luke wants me to stay until Seth wakes up."

"He really loves you, doesn't he." It wasn't a question. And I was glad, because I was not ready to answer.

"Go to bed, sweetie, and I'll be there as soon as I can. K?"

"Yeah -- okay. I'm tired!"

"Have you slept?" I asked.

"I -- I think so -- but I don't know. Maybe not. All I know is that -- everything seems so clear to me now. I think -- I can remember everything. I can remember too, how I felt before. It was like I was in a fog or something."

"Well, go up to bed and I'll be there before you know it."

"I love you." Denny said.

"Me too!" I answered. I felt so crummy saying that! But my guilt got in my way. "Bye!"

I walked back to where they had Denny. Luke was talking to the doctor outside the room.

"Would it be okay if I hold him?" Luke asked.

"That's -- not - well it's out of the ordinary here. Usually not allowed." The doc paused, then said, "But under the circumstances -- I'll tell the nurse it's okay."

We went onto the room. Seth was sleeping peacefully. There was a small bandage on his shaved head. I was surprised. I expected more. Luke climbed onto the hospital bed. He snuggled up behind Seth, spooning him through the covers and his clothes. Seth hardly stirred. The anesthesia was still in effect.

The only place for me to sit was on one of the chairs that were beside the bed -- directly in front of Seth. I worried what he might say if he saw me first. Guilt is a terrible thing. I fell asleep. I awoke to quiet voices.

"Hi." Seth said to Luke.

"Hey, Haoli! Tryin' to scare me again, huh?"

"Sorry! What happened?"

"You fell and hit your head." Luke said. "Did you trip or something? Do you remember?"

I held my breath!

"I rolled off the couch. I think Rob freaked when I kissed him." My stomach came up to my throat!

"He's such a sweetheart!" Luke said.

WHAT? I'm a sweetheart? What's that about. They didn't know I was awake, I guess.

"Where did you kiss him? Luke said.

"On the lips."

"Seth!" Luke whispered.

"I just love him so much! He'll always be my big brother."

"But Chris - "

"I know. But Rob is like my guardian angel"

"Did he," Luke lowered his whisper to almost nothing, "Did he kiss you back?"

"He started to, but that's when he freaked."

"You have to stop kissing people -- guys -- on the mouth, Haoli! No wonder he freaked. I think a LOT of guys would at least start to respond -- especially if it was YOU kissing them! Hee hee!"

I cleared my throat and yawned.

"You're awake!" Luke said. "Did you hear us whispering?"

DAMN!

"You really know how to put a guy on the spot! Yes I heard." I replied.

"It's okay. Seth likes to kiss on the mouth. Maybe he's learned his lesson."

"I think I have! Boy, you really walloped me good, Rob!" He giggled. "Chris never treated me like that." Seth was groggy and at the same time making jokes.

I decided the safest thing was to change the subject. "How do you feel?"

"Silly." He responded, after thinking a moment. "No really. Nothing really hurts except under the bandage. I kind of forgot what it was like not to have a constant headache. It's gone! I just feel kinda groggy and -- well, silly is all I can say."

"I'm glad your headache is gone. I had no idea." I said. Luke whispered something in Seth's ear.

"Thanks for staying with me, Rob. Maybe you better get back to your own boy. Do you know how he did with Etta?"

"Yeah. I talked to him before going to sleep. He's -- well -- better than he's been since he got beat up."

"I knew she'd help him." Seth smiled and closed his eyes. He opened them back up. "Go to him, Rob. Thanks. I love you so much!" I started to walk out. "Rob?" I turned. "A kiss?"

I looked at Luke. He was smiling. I walked over and Seth puckered up. I turned my cheek to him. His hand came up and turned my face. He kissed me in the mouth. Luke giggled. Then I did something uncharacteristic for me. I kissed Luke on the mouth before leaving. "I love you too -- both of you!"

When I walked through the waiting room, Seth's parents were still there. "He woke up for a few minutes." I told them. "He looked like he was about to crash again, but he may still be awake, if you can get past the nurse." They were getting up as I left.

When I got back to the guys' flat, they were waiting anxiously. Denny looked great! "Etta's been holding breakfast for you!"

"But -- how did she know - - ?"

"You're asking how Etta knows?" Jake walked out of the bedroom, all smiles. He looked so healthy and robust! Still thin, but there was a coloring I had never seen in him.

"Fatherhood must agree with you! You look great!"

"I FEEL great!" He said. "I may have to take Germanium the rest of my life, but -- what can I say -- it works!"

"Obviously!" said Colin, who followed him out of the bedroom.

"Where're the kids?" I asked.

"Down with Gramma and Grampa."

"Wow! Took to them already?" Last time it took a couple days.

"Mom and Dad have visited us a couple times back there. You know my dad with kids!" Jake said. "We better get down there. Etta will know you are here!"

"I'll be right there. I wanna brush my teeth at least.

Denny followed me into the bedroom. He closed the door. He wrapped his body as close to me as he could. "Damn, I missed you last night! All I could think of was night before last!"

I looked at him, not sure what to think. Night before last he thought I was Garth. He must have guessed where my head was by my look. "You know, I DO realize that it is YOU now! And even though -- well -- it's weird: I can remember being confused, and also that it seemed like Garth, but I know it was you. And I know it was HOT!"

I'm afraid I wasn't too convincing with my reaction. I wondered if he loved me, the hot sex, or -- maybe you can't separate them! "So what -- er -- how was your -- uh -- `session' with Etta?" I really wanted to change the subject.

"Oh! Wow! Rob, seriously, I thought you were all feeding me to a lion or something. I was petrified. When I got in there and you and Seth walked out, I panicked. I flipped out!"

"But I didn't hear - "

"I froze up!" He said. "I think every muscle in my body stiffened up -- no THAT's not a muscle!" He grinned. "But she led me to that big chair and started to rub my feet. I melted. I was all of a sudden -- that quick, too -- putty in her hands. She then put her hands on my thighs and supported herself to look deeply into my eyes. It was as if she saw something in there."

"She has a talent for -- well -- it's like a `natural knowing', or something."

"Well, I'm a believer! She then pulled me forward, off the backrest of the chair and hardly touching my temples, she started chanting something very softly. Every now and then I heard my name. It was as if she were pulling or drawing my memory up from a deep hole, up to the surface. I must have been hypnotized or something, because I heard something happen outside, and she went running, but it didn't matter. I just waited until she got back. It seemed instantaneous. When we were finished, she told me that Seth had an accident of some kind and that you went to the hospital with him. Now here's the strangest part. I `saw' everything that went on with you and Seth."

A shiver went through me, then a feeling of panic. "No! It's okay, Robbie! I saw him kiss you. And I saw your reaction. Rob, it had to happen sometime. It's probably good it happened at a time when he was close to the hospital."

"I guess. Oh my God!" I started to cry.

"What?"

"Oh, Denny, I just -- I was -- I guess I was stuffing this huge feeling of guilt!"

"Oh! Well, I guessed maybe you were worried about that. But -- Seth's going to be okay. Etta said so."

"Yes, I was worried. About that and -- something else."

"What?"

"Sweetheart -- I -- I started to kiss him back!" My tears returned.

"But you didn't!"

"I know, but -- I -- it worries me -- if I can't control myself any better than that - -"

"I think you're being too hard on yourself. The one I am wondering about is Seth. He initiated that kiss. What's going on with them?"

"It's okay. He really is an affectionate one. He kisses everyone. And -- it wasn't the first time."

"You -- what?"

"Oh!" I replied. "It was before I knew you. But it was a shock to me then too. I was not `with' anyone, but I was sitting in the car with Lenny -- you don't know him -- when Seth had his first stroke -- after his fall."

"Then what's the problem."

"The problem is it came out of nowhere. I kissed him! I had barely admitted to myself I was gay and I kissed a guy who -- who was practically a stranger -- and already with another guy!"

"That's not your responsibility, Rob! Let it go! How can you be everything to me, when you spend so much time worrying about things like that?"

"Okay, Dr. Freud. I know you're right. Guess I just have an overactive guilt gland!"

He was still clinging to me. He kissed me deeply, then said, "We better get down there. Don't wanna keep Etta waiting!"

"You're learning fast!" I exclaimed.

We went down to the big house. Colin and Jake's kids were there, each sitting on a lap of Chris and Craig. They were adorable. They looked at me as if trying to remember, then recognition came and Ursula climbed down and ran to me! I swung her up to my face and she planed a big wet kiss on my lips! Then she hugged me and stroked my face. She is going to break a few hearts someday!

"Denny, this is Bobby, Colin's brother."

"Oh! Yeah, I remember you telling me about - " Denny started, "Oh! I'm so sorry about your -- loss, man!"

"It's -- it's -- not easy, but thanks." Bobby said. "This is my brother-in-law, Rennie, and his friend, Lenny."

"Rennie and Lenny!" He smiled. "Seems -- uh - " He was stuck! He looked like he was about to apologize when Lenny said,

"It's okay man. We get saw it coming. Hey! Lenny, Rennie and Denny!"

"Oh, God no!" Carrie piped up.

Etta called for everyone to come for breakfast. Uncle Jake said, "We're not big on praying before we eat. Maybe we should change that." He called on Jake Jr. to offer a blessing. We all bowed our heads and held hands around the table.

"Father in Heaven, we want to thank you for the bounty in front of us. Not only the food, Father, but the bounty of love in this room. Please bless Seth that he will heal and be back with us as soon as possible. Bless Colin's and Bobby's parents as they travel here today. Bless the food to our health. In Jesus' name,

"Amen!" everyone chanted.

I looked over to my left and Lenny was there. Denny was directly across from me. He was looking between me and Lenny. I averted my eyes, but looked directly at little Rennie. He was doing the same thing as Denny, looking between me and his boyfriend. I think they both were putting two and two together. Lenny must have told Rennie about `the kiss'."

Lenny and I kind of stuck out in this group. He is 6'-4" tall, and I'm 6-5. I'm left handed and he is right, so we kept knocking elbows. We started giggling when it happened. I looked around and started counting. Denny and me. Lenny and Rennie. Colin and Jake. Chris and Craig. Luke and Seth. We were very blessed to have Uncle Jake and Aunt Lindy. And Jake and Colins kids! Wow! This had to be the epitome of what the gay community is dreaming of. And we have it!

Denny caught my eye and gave me a smirk. I smiled back, communicating to him that he would tell me later what he was thinking about. I didn't have to wait that long. Denny rapped his juice glass with his knife handle. CLINK! "I want to make a toast." He started. He looked very self conscious, but continued, "A toast to out host and hostess. Thanks for being all you are to each of us. This is indeed a safe-house for us all!"

Then I decided it was my turn. CLINK! I rapped my own glass. "There are two of us here -- well, one's in the hospital -- but anyway, these two I love probably more than anyone else in the world. One is Seth, and the other is my sweetheart," I drilled him with my eyes, "Denny. I want to toast Etta for her saving `powers'. She has been a huge help in both these guys' welfare. Thank you Etta!"

CLINK! This time it was Jake. "I want to toast the most wonderful partner in the world -- my own Colin. He has had to put up with so much, and he was my strength when I didn't have enough of my own to survive. Look at me!" He looked marvelous! Robust! Who would have guessed that he was in danger of dying of AIDS two years earlier.

"and of course I have to remember my parents. We have pretty good jobs, but without their help, we couldn't have even afforded the Germanium that boosted my immune system."

"AMEN!" Colin said. Then, anyone else could stand, Etta said,

"Okay, froot all gone! And de res' of de food gettin' col', you keep goin' like dat. Lossa goodies on the buffet!" She didn't have to say it more than once.

We all got up and mingled while we got our food. Carrie rubbed up next to me. I looked down at her. She had an almost hurt look in her eyes. I felt bad. She was not with anyone at present, and it was not easy for her with her independent, and almost -- well forget `almost' -- she's caustic! She was intelligent and compassionate. It was she who brought Colin home to Jake! I put my plate down and beckoned to her. She put her head on my chest and whispered, "I miss you."

"I know." Was all I could say. I didn't miss her. She picked up on that.

"You could at least lie!" she joked. "No -- no you can't! Don't change that, Sweetie!" And she kissed me on the lips! I looked up and Denny was watching the whole exchange. My heart sank. He couldn't hear us -- only see.

I felt a twinge of guilt. That's exactly what I was planning to do about Seth's kiss. Lie. But I couldn't. She was right about that. I gathered up some food. Normally I could tell you what it was -- Etta always put out a fabulous spread. But I was not very hungry. And I was feeling bad about Seth not being here. Half way through breakfast -- brunch by now -- there was a knock at the door.

Craig was closest to the door. He opened it to find Chris and Seth's mom standing there. "Hi, Mom!" Craig said. The Gary's wanted Craig to call them Mom and Dad. As far as they were concerned, he was their son-in-law. He received an enthusiastic hug from his mother-in-law, which blocked us seeing that Chris's dad and Seth were behind them. Luke sprang up and ran to the door and grabbed his lover and helped him to a chair. Aunt Lindy said they would add another place at the table but Seth said he ate at the hospital, and Luke said he didn't want any more. Seth looked weak and like he had blackened eyes and there was a bruise on his forehead, but he was smiling. Luke was smiling to, and still had that tired, weary, and worried look straining his face.

Everyone was quiet, until Mrs. Gary, (Seth and Chris's mom and Uncle Jake's sister) said, smiling tiredly, "The doctor said the operation was a complete success! There's no reason that our Seth cannot resume all of his normal activities, as soon as he gains his strength back."

Seth smiled weakly and Luke's eyes were glassy. Seth whispered something to Luke. Luke helped him up and he slowly walked over to Etta and sat in her lap. You have to realize that Seth was small and skinny before his first ordeal with the perverts that ultimately tried to murder him. He had started growing after stopping for six years. Then with all his troubles, he stopped growing again, but never put any weight on. So his body looked like about a 12 year old, while his face looked over 25. He seemed like a little boy in Etta's lap, and he hugged her for a long time. It was the first time I ever saw tears in Etta's eyes.

Next he came over to me and hugged me for an equal amount of time. It was awkward, as I was sitting at the dining table. "Thank you, Rob. I love you so much." He said, then he stood and told everyone how much he appreciated all of their love and concern. "Now I want to go up and lie down, and -- oh!" He spotted Uri, Colin and Jake's little boy. He sat down and beckoned. Both children came running. He hugged them both and then got up and headed for the door. Luke excused himself to accompany him upstairs.

I had to think to remind myself it was still only Saturday morning. So much had happened in the last 24 hours! There was a lot of chatty conversation. It was great to see and talk to all my "family" again. But it surprised me that all I wanted to do was get Denny alone and be with him. Someone suggested a walk on the beach. It was only about 4 blocks there. So all the young people but Seth and Luke went. I didn't want Denny walking all that way, So I drove him. Before we went, I looked in on Seth. He and Luke were curled up together on their bed, looking all of 12 years old -- and very cute -- and in love.

As we walked in the sand, with the hot sun on our backs and the cool ocean breeze making it bearable, I got the most wonderful feeling. Here I was, strolling along, in a beautiful setting, with someone I loved more than anyone or anything I ever experienced before. I wondered if it got better. How could it. I looked over at him, but he was looking as the surf. His youthful, chiseled profile was so pleasing to look at.

But that wasn't it. There were lots of cute looking guys out there. Out there? Heck, I shared a flat with some of the best lookers! Craig was a doll, and Chris looked like a model. Both Colin and Jake just kept getting better looking as they got older! Seth wasn't bad looking, but I loved him for other reasons anyway. Our attachment was brother to brother. Luke looked mysterious. He wasn't. He was as honest and out there as anyone I knew. But his dark good looks and that blue-black hair gave him a mysterious look.

Maybe what drew me so to Denny was the need in him. He was a very vulnerable guy. Who am I kidding!? Maybe it was the need in me! Whatever it was, I felt it. And it felt good. And it felt pure. Anything that feels this good -- this pure -- can't be bad. It just can't be "against God' as so many profess to believe!

He caught me! "Deep thought?"

"Yeah."

"Wanna share it."

"No."

"Why not?"

"It was about you."

"Yeah and you think now I'm supposed to just say, `oh, okay' and let it go?"

"It was all good." I said, simply.

"Then there's no reason that you can't tell me."

"I don't want you to get a fat head." I exclaimed, still trying to get out of it.

"I think you can risk it!"

"(SIGH!) Okay, you've worn me down!" I relented. "I was thinking how much I love you. How I've never experienced anything like this before." I said, then, "I feel humbled and unworthy."

He stopped and looked into my eyes. "You're serious."

"I am!" I said.

"Well, so am I! I love you too. I realize I'm very young, , but I feel exactly as you say -- even down to the part of being unworthy."

"Oh stop!"

"No, really. You were a virgin before me. Still are in many ways." He smirked a little. "But I was -- experienced - - "

"Well," I answered, "It's good one of us was, or else nothing could have happened!"

"Oh, I have a feeling we'd have found our way around!" He grinned.

He started to grab me, but I sidestepped. "No more public displays, though!" I said. He pouted. I added, "You haven't healed from the last one.!"

"Awww! I guess you're right. `If you got it -- flaunt it' -- unless you're gay!" He said bitterly.

"Well, what ever `it' is, I like it -- I like -- er -- love everything about you." I said.

"Maybe that's just because you have to get to know me better."

"I want to!" I said, and I grabbed his hand and squeezed it.

"Fags!" came an threatening voice beside us. I reacted quickly, whirling around. No flight response at all -- it was a fight response. My muscles were drawn up tight as violin strings and I started to crouch a little. Craig stood there on the other side of Denny, out of breath and grinning. I actually felt like hitting him!

"Hey, Tiger! Chill!" He said -- looking suddenly stunned himself. Denny had turned white!

"Craig," Chris said, shaking his head, from the other side of Craig, "They have been attacked down in L.A. That was - "

"Omigod! I'm so sorry! That was just stupidity! I'm sorry! I -- well you know I sometimes speak before I think."

"Sometimes?" Chris said.

I let air blow out my pursed lips, and said, "Well -- - you got me -- us!" I took another deep breath. I looked at Denny. He was by now looking embarrassed. "I'm sorry too. I'm a little punchy. And you don't even know the worst of it." I then related my account of my short stay in jail.

"Aw, shit, Rob," Craig said, "Now I feel like crap! Please -- I really didn't mean any harm!"

"I know that!" Stoic Craig was looking almost like he would cry. I only saw him come close to that once -- when they said their vows in Palos Verdes. I stepped closer and hugged him. He stiffened up.

"Hey, what - - -?" I started. I stepped back. "Oh, no big deal. Lots of guys give hugs now! But I'll grant you - - most straight guys don't hold hands." I smiled. He looked chagrinned again.

"Lets go!" Chris said, as he took off running. Craig followed.

"Are you okay?" I asked Denny.

"Yeah. A little tired, I guess."

"Let's go back." I said.

We walked back to the car and drove home. I slid quietly into my parking place. It appeared as if the older adults were still in the house talking. We padded up to the flat, and quietly opened the door. We didn't want to wake up Seth if he was still asleep. They were still in the same position as we left them. I wanted to go over and hug them both! I closed the door and we settled down on the couch. I was half sitting up, and Denny lay his head on my lap. I looked down past the crisscrossed bandages into his eyes. He smiled slightly and his eyes fluttered closed, then open again. I stroked his forehead and he moaned a little in response. His eyes were just about to close again, when there was a light knock at the door and Jake poked his head in.

"Mom and dad convinced us to move down into the guest room across from Carrie, with the kids. So the middle room is vacant for you. I changed the sheets."

"You didn't have to - "

"Actually we did have to!" he said smirking.

"Oh! Thanks!" I said, answering his smirk. He walked over and into the room, and brought out a suitcase. That's all of it! Have fun!" He winked and walked out.

Denny got up immediately and went into the bedroom. Then he came back out. "You coming?"

"Naw -- er -- did you want me to?"

"I always want you to!" he said, pouting. "Just `til I'm asleep?"

I got up and lay down with him on the bed. He was out in five seconds. I lay there for another five minutes, until he was well into his deep breathing.

I came back out to the living room and sat on the couch. I picked up an International Male magazine that was on the table and was idly flipping through the ads, looking for anything of any substance, when Seth appeared. He came over and snuggled up close to me. "Hi." I said.

"Hi." He answered. "I'm glad you are here."

"Me too, thanks. I love seeing Jake and Colin again."

"I mean here in this room on this couch at this time."

"Oh? Why?" I said.

"I just wanted to say -- um -- that I'm -- um -- well, sorry." He said as he lay his head against my arm.

"I should be saying sorry to you!" I protested.

"Uh-uh! I mean about kissing you -- like that."

"Yeah, well -- apology accepted. But I think I responded more than I wanted -- maybe more than you expected?" he nodded. "that was really what I was reacting to when I cast you onto the floor. Sorry!"

"Hey -- it worked out, didn't it?"

"I guess it did. I told Denny what happened -- and my response."

"What did he think?"

"He was okay with it, I think. He didn't say too much."

Seth was by this time lying half on top of me, his head on my chest, looking into my eyes. His eyes started to close. I woke him up.

"Maybe you better go back to your bed, huh, kiddo?"

"I guess." He smiled sleepily at me and went back to his room. I had sat long enough that I was drowsy, so I climbed in behind Denny and spooned him, my hand on his chest. He stirred a little then moved back into me, grabbing my hand and putting it into his mouth. He sucked on my index finger for a few moments until he was back into deep sleep. The last thing I remember was his mouth drooling on my hand.

I woke up to the front door shutting and laughing. Denny said, "Morning," and snuggled back into me.

"I don't think it's morning, Sweetie."

"Oh!" He quipped. "Then we didn't miss out on the hot night I was hoping for?"

"You're a little horny toad this afternoon!" I said, grabbing his rock hardness for comfirmation.

"Watch out -- I really gotta pee!"

"Aw!" I grumbled. "And I thought that was all because of me."

He turned toward me. "It will be -- it will be!" And he kissed me, pressing our hardened parts into each other. "Omigosh! I really AM horny!"

I giggled. "No duh!" I said. "Me too! But it'll have to wait `til later!" I added, hearing more talking and laughter right on the other side of the door.

Denny quietly got up and tiptoed over to the door and turned the lock. Then he tiptoed back and went straight for my crotch. I had to pee a little too, but I restrained it. He didn't take time for any preliminaries. He just immediately clamped his mouth around my throbbing head, and sucked and tongued for only a moment before he started to bob like a race car piston. It was all I could do to hold back my cries, as I almost instantaneously erupted! He swallowed every drop, then came back up to kiss me. The taste of my own cum was pretty surprising to me. It was not that bad -- at least mixed with Denny's delicious mouth.

"I -- I - " I stammered, "Do you want -- I mean - "

"Naw! I can wait `til later. I just wanted to do that for you!"

Knock knock! "You guys in there? You comin' down for dinner?"

"Comin' - yeah!" I hollered. Denny giggled loudly! I hopped out of bed and pulled on a pair of shorts. I grabbed a Tommy Bahama shirt, and shrugged into it, then slipped into my strapless sandals. "Hey! You better get up!" I said to Denny.

"I was loving watching you get dressed!" He said as he sat up.

"Stay there!" I commanded.

I went to the closet and got him a shirt, and helped him into it. He was perfectly able to do it himself, but I wanted to do this. I then got him his shorts and helped him on with those. The look on his face was all I needed. I put his Vans on his feet, then we headed for the sink, in the corner of the room. We made ourselves presentable, and joined the other guys.

Denny walked out the door almost right into Craig. Craig said, "Denny -- you better do something about that breath -- it's turning me on!" And he giggled. Denny turned crimson and ran back into the bedroom. I followed, figuring mine was probably not much better.

I wrapped my arms around Denny and said, "You know he was only kidding, right?"

He nodded while white foaming toothpaste dripped out of his mouth. He spat it and said, "No problem. But I knew he was right -- no matter if he WAS kidding."

"Yeah." I said as I grabbed my tooth brush.

Everyone was there for dinner. The dinner table had three added leaves in it. Craig's dad came, as well as all the rest, including a date that Carrie brought. I'm sorry to be so judgmental, but he looked gay! I think she attractss guys like that!

Well, duh!

Everyone was in a very festive mood. Uri and Ursula were all eyes. They probably had never seen so many people at one table. I'm not sure I had. Aunt Lindy was helping get things on the table and then she insisted, over Etta's complaints, that Etta join us all for dinner.

When everyone was sitting, Uncle Jake stood and said, "I will ask a blessing on the food, but first, I want to say something. Etta has been with us for longer than I can count. She has loved our children as if they were her own." Etta scowled. I think she considered that they WERE her own. She also didn't like the attention. "Etta has been instrumental in saving two lives this past week. Most of us don't know Denny well, but he's part of Rob, and Rob's one of us, so Denny is as well. Seth is another son to me." He looked at his brother-in-law with a chagrinned smile. "Both boys are! But Tonight we are celebrating miraculous healings of both Seth and Denny.

"Etta, I want to assure you that you are part of this family, just as if you were blood. Lindy and I have given this some consideration, for some time. This is for you." He handed her a check. No one else saw it, but her eyes almost popped out and then filled with tears. "Just so the rest of you appreciate how much we love this lady, I won't tell you what is written on the check, but let me assure you, it is enough for her to retire anywhere she would like -- and in style."

Etta was crying openly by now. She was trying -- unsuccessfully -- to retain her scowl. Her lips kept turning up and she fought a smile. "You betta know, Mista Smith, dat unless you kickin' me out, I gonna be stayin' here as long as you let me!"

"Nothing would please us more, Etta."

"And if it be okay with you, I like to sen' dis to Jamaica fo my fam'ly dere. Dis go a long way in Jamaica!"

"It's yours to dispose of as you please."

"Tank you!" and she excused herself to get something in the kitchen. There were tears all around. Carrie's boy looked a little perplexed as to how to act. That's it! Carrie's `"boy". He looks like he's barely old enough to be out of high school! He is very cute, though. Probably thinks he has really scored. Carrie is a very hot looking woman. But she needs a guy she can dominate.

After dinner we all broke up into groups. Uri and Ursula were the life of the party, and they seemed to like their roles. Both are mastering English now, and both are quick and comical. At about nine o'clock, I was playing with Uri and I noticed that most of the guys were missing. Denny was sitting watching me. Jake and Colin were still there, but they were not going to be going up to the flat. I handed the little boy to one of his dads and quietly pulled Denny out, thanking the Smiths as we left.

When we got up to the flat, it seemed too quiet. Denny gave me a sidelong grin. It made my insides tingle. I guess that the other guys maybe had the same idea we did. But if they did, they were very quiet about it. Well, the room walls WERE soundproofed!

We went into our room, and Denny attacked me! I decided to let him take the lead. I didn't want to risk hurting him. He almost ripped my Tommy Bahama off. "Careful Sweetie, That cost me a cee note!" I said. He picked it up off the floor and hung it up. Then he pushed me down on the bed, and continued to undress me. My boner popped out like an unfurling parachute! He whistled as he sniffed at it as he pulled down both my shorts and my boxers. I could easily see his own member straining to get out. I started to get up and he pushed me back down.

Then he did a strip tease for me. He danced around the room like a clumsy ballerina. I laughed so hard my eyes were watering. Then when his clothes were all off. He stood still. "I love you so much, Robbie!" he said and tears again came to my eyes. He switched off the light. The moonlight came through the window. He climbed on top of me and the feel of his warm skin melted my heart. He kissed me, and I felt his throbbing woody pressing into my stomach. We were both breathing pretty hard already and then he grabbed my boner and caressed it lovingly. He bent over and kissed it on the tip, getting a small squeak out of me.

Then he took it into his mouth again, only to pull back and started sucking and kissing down the side of it, until he came to my balls. I have large balls , but he got one in his mouth and gently bathed it with his soft tongue and warm slippery saliva. He gave equal service to its brother! Then his nose hit the space between my scrotum and my anus. I screamed out like a little girl. It sent a jolt of electricity to my head, to the end of my dick and to my toes all at once.

"Oh, Denny, Denny, Denny!" I moaned. "Are you gong to torture me for much longer?"

"What?" He said.

"Denny -- I -- uh -- I -- could you -- uh - "

I didn't even know how to ask!

"You know I would do anything for you, Rob -- anything! Just say it!"

"Okay. This is hard for me, Sweetie, but," my voice went to a whisper. "I want you in me." I studied his face for any sign of disgust, distaste, or anything." His eyes grew big and round. He licked his lips.

"Robbie, this is a big step." He said, carefully.

"I -- I think I'm -- er -- ready." I stammered.

"Come here." he said. I followed him to the sink. He reached into the cabinet below it and pulled out a squeeze bottle. Then some packets of some sort. "I saw these when I was getting my tooth brush earlier today. I guess Jake and Colin left them. They seem to be unused, so ---?"

I stood wide eyed. I didn't have a clue what they were. He poured a packet into the bottle, then filled it with warm water. "It makes a saline solution -- to clean you out!"

"OH!" I said, as it dawned on me what he was talking about. I was very relieved! It was the one qualm I still had.

"I hate condums, Robbie -- HATE them!. This will get you nice and clean. Squat over the toilet."

"I can do that!" I said, embarrassed.

"I WANT to do it. If it bothers you, close your eyes."

He inserted the nozzle and squeezed about half of it up into me. It felt like a gallon, even though it was only about 8 ounces. "Hold that in there, and sit." I was glad he told me that. I felt like I wanted to immediately expel it!

"You've done this before?"

"Well -- yeah -- but not for this purpose. It was before an appendectomy operation."

"I really feel like I need to crap!" I begged.

"A little longer." He said and he kissed me. It was all I could do to hold it in while kissing Denny!

He broke the kiss long enough to say, "Okay, let it out." I squeezed it off while I tried to push him away. He said, "No! Just let it out, and he continued kissing me. I did as I was told. The feeling was the most amazing feeling I ever had. Kissing my lover while the other end was feeling such an intense sensation of relief!

"My God, Denny!" I exclaimed. "You sure you've never done this?"

"I read about it!"

"Wow!" I said. "Well you get to do this sometime! It's incredible."

He flushed the toilet. "Once more!" He said.

"What?"

"I only used half the bottle. Have to do it again to really clean you out."

He didn't have to ask me twice! I squatted and he squeezed the remaining half into me. Again I felt the strong urge to release it immediately. This time he actually sat on my lap, and started kissing me again. "You can let it go any time you want." He advised me. I did and this time it felt like all water -- and the sensation wasn't quite as good as the first time. We then went into the shower and washed off. Then we came back into the bedroom, locking the door behind us.

He lay down on top of me again, and then started to kiss me. I responded with so much passion I almost came immediately. As he kissed me, his hand went down to my dick and started to flutter the edges of the corona with his fingers. He jacked it a few times, then spit on his finger and inserted it into me. I clamped down tightly. "Relax, bug guy!" He said. I tried. It was not easy. But I managed to relax a little. Then he put in two fingers. I tensed up again, clamping down on his fingers.

" S okay, baby -- s okay, just relax." He crooned into my ear. The third finger was easier. He was repeatedly thrusting those three fingers, and it was getting to feel pretty good. "Okay -- do you think you're ready?"

"I -- uh -- oh! Uh, ye -- yeah! Go for it!" I panted.

He raised my legs over his shoulders, and, adding some K-Y to the mix, I felt his soft head against my loosened sphinctor. "Try to relax, Robbie." He whispered. I relaxed. It small wincing pain as his head popped inside."

"OH!" I exclaimed. "Go easy, please." I felt out of control. I felt such ultimate trust in him. It wasn't hard to let go -- to let him lead.

"I will!" He said. He pushed slowly down then up and down, increasing in depth each time. At one time I felt it hit the "g" spot - my prostate! I let out a high pitched whine, and felt like I was having an orgasm, but I wasn't.

"Go faster, sweetheart!" I almost yelled out. He started to push in and out -- long strokes -- faster. As his excitement mounted, he became faster and more violent. He was panting hard against my chest. He started to scream out and that's all I needed! I too started to moan and could feel my climax rising through my whole body. The headboard was slamming against the wall, but by this time neither one of us cared. I felt his warm semen shooting out inside me! My cream exploded all over both our abdomens and chests. We came in an explosion of screams and cheers.

Cheers!??

Oh my god! There were cheers coming from both walls! I was never so happy in my life, and I started to laugh uncontrollably! That got Denny to giggling too, and then we heard loud laughing and pounding on the walls -- with more cheers!

We both were completely spent! After we rested for a time, we headed for the showers again. As we were washing each other, first Chris and Craig, and then Seth and Luke appeared and took up the other two shower stations. No one said anything at first. I felt hot cheeks and ears, while Denny was blushing a deep crimson! Finally Craig spoke up.

"That was pretty hot, Robbie!"

"You guys!" I said. "You were waiting for us, weren't you!?"

"Yeah," Seth said, "what took you so long?"

"We were -- hey!" I said. "I don't have to explain myself to you guys! Fuck you!" I laughed.

"Rob!!" all the rest of the guys exclaimed in mock indignity. We all laughed hysterically!

Notes: Okay, are you happy? Rob is finally initiated. No more a virgin. Well, I'm happy to report that it was I who popped his cherry! Comments are always welcome. S4d@hotmail.com. Please mention rob in the subject line. Thanks and love, Steve

Bottom line: Love will Rule in the end.