Second Chance, Chapter 63
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Chapter 63
Blake came home from his first day as an intern in the public relations firm of Cox and Bradbury with exciting news. He was being assigned to be an aide to Mike Bradbury and would be working on the publicity for Rob's fundraising efforts for the mission. He couldn't get over what a small world it really was. Part of his first job would be working with his husband! Who could have guessed that?
Rob was pleased not only with that prospect, but was also very happy to have Blake home more regularly in the evenings. There would always be times when it wasn't possible, but this was going to be an easier schedule than when he had been working dinners and events at the club. For Blake, it would mean more parenting time with Robbie as well as more cuddle time with Rob.
"With more time together, you could use a private sitting room of your own," Josh said. "It might be cool if you took my room as your bedroom and used Eric's as a living room. Since the rooms connect through the closet it would be really convenient."
"That would be great, but where would you guys sleep?" Rob asked.
That was the opening Josh and Eric wanted in order to bring up something they'd been thinking about. They had come up with a plan to have living quarters of their own. It wasn't that they didn't want to be with the rest of the family, but it had to do with feeling like a married couple. They asked their dads if they could work on making the original maid's quarters on the third floor into their own apartment.
Ben and Scott had no problem with the idea. Ben said he would have the small claw-foot tub removed from the attic bathroom and replace it with a two-person shower. The extra space between the shower and the outside wall could be turned into a linen closet. Since Chuck had mentioned wanting an authentic period piece for their main bathroom, which had been badly remodeled in the 1950's, he would get first crack at it. The boys were excited about the prospect and promised to put in a lot of labor toward making it a reality.
Ben reminded them that their school work and activities had to come first and that Josh couldn't neglect his painting. Josh appeared a bit miffed that his father would think it necessary to admonish him about his work. He didn't say anything directly, but there was a definite chill in the air.
Dinner progressed with polite conversation. However Ben felt that he had offended his son. Later in the evening, he went up to the studio where the boys were working on school related projects with a peace offering in the form of a snack tray and sodas.
"I'm sorry if I acted like you weren't a responsible person," he said to his son. "I need to remind myself that you're a mature married man. I'm not sure why I thought I needed to meddle."
"You did it because you're my father and you care about me," Josh said gently. "I know I'm married and I think I'm grown up, but I also know I have the tendency to take on more than I should at times. I'll back off on the do-it-yourself projects until I get more painting done for my show. I know it's a whole lot more important. Besides, Eric and I can hang out and even sleep up here if we want even if it isn't all finished. We've always enjoyed making love up here. Um, I guess that's more information than you wanted. Sorry!"
"No, that's perfectly okay. Scott and I know you've loved each other from almost the moment you met. It's only natural that you'd want to share your bodies. We've always tried to let you know we're okay with that – even before you were married."
"Yeah, we know. By the way, thanks for the silicone lube. It's awesome! It makes, uh, coupling so much more pleasurable!"
"We found it to be really good, so we assumed you guys would appreciate it too. If there's ever anything you need like that before you're old enough to go into an adult shop to purchase it yourselves, please let us know. We really are approachable you know."
"Thanks Dad. We do know it, but it's kind of hard for a guy to talk about that stuff with his father. It was so cool that you cued Dane and Colt about helping us before we got married. I'll bet there isn't one dad in a hundred who would do that for his son and we have two dads like that."
"Oh, the odds are probably a lot better than you think when both dads are gay," Ben grinned. "Anyway, thanks for letting me act like a parent even though you're beyond needing me to do that."
"Hey, I'll never get to old to appreciate having a dad who cares," Josh assured him with a hug.
The boys finished their snack and got back to work. Josh asked Eric to strip and put on a skimpy flesh-colored thong while he sketched him in various poses. Though he liked having Eric naked, it wasn't necessary for his "angel" series. The thong created a look which was more gender neutral, although it still presented a pleasant bulge.
After a while, Eric looked like he was nearly ready to fall asleep and that gave Josh an inspiration. He had Eric remove the thong again and posed him in a kind of fetal position. Eric didn't get an erection as he lay there half asleep. (He still tired more easily than he had before his surgery.)
Josh decided to paint him as Adam in the creation story. He could use some of his sketches of the Boundary Waters landscape for background. He was getting excited about the possibilities.
By bedtime, Josh had a number of paintings started which he could finish later. He took digital photos of the last poses in case he needed to work on them when Eric wasn't available.
On Saturday morning, Reese awakened ahead of Cameron with a big smile on his face. They were lying very close together in Cam's boyhood double bed in a room still filled with many of his school mementoes.
Meeting Cam's parents had gone smoother than either had anticipated. His father hadn't acted like the stoic, emotionless man Cam had painted him to be. Reese wondered if Cam's assessment of his dad was colored by the feeling of alienation many boys go through in their adolescent years – especially with male authority figures. He had read about it in his psychology texts. Don Nelson seemed to be warm and caring.
Cam roused, squinting in the sunlight which flooded the room. His first action upon awakening was to nibble on Reese's closest nipple making his lover yelp in surprise.
"Hey, I thought you liked that."
"I love it, but I just didn't expect it. I hope I didn't wake up everyone in the house."
"Nah, they're probably in the kitchen preparing a feast for their prodigal son and his future husband."
"I like that word." Reese smiled.
"You mean `husband'?"
"Actually I was thinking of `prodigal' because it means you're probably very naughty and I can have hot sex with you! Okay, okay, I'm kidding." Reese giggled as Cam tickled him. "Of course I love it when you talk about being married. Do you think we should do it next year in case the laws in Iowa get changed?"
"I think we should play it by ear. We'll get married next year if we continue to love each other like we do now. But it has to be on our timetable. We can go to Vermont or wherever if Iowa gets messed up."
"You're right, my love. I don't know about you, but I'm sure about this."
"Yeah, I'm whipped." Cam snickered. "Besides, I think Mom and Dad have already started buying silver and linens for our home. I'm so pleased at how they've taken to you. But, how could they not?"
After giving Reese a peck on the cheek, Cam got up and slipped on a pair of boxers before going down the hall to pee. The minute he opened the bedroom door, the scent of frying bacon wafted in. Reese had hoped for a bit of "quality time" before they went down to breakfast, but it seemed that his desire would have to be put on hold in order to be sociable.
Chuck and Robert were absolutely overjoyed at the offer of an authentic vintage tub for their main bathroom. After lots of measuring, they figured out it could be installed where the old fixture had been, although it was quite a bit smaller than the original one must have been. It would be possible to put in an ample shower stall in the unused space which could be disguised as a closet as Ben had done in his house to preserve the period look.
Despite its size, the cast iron tub seemed to weigh as much as a small Buick. Therefore, Chuck hired a moving company to transport it from the third floor studio to the second floor of his and Robert's house.
On the following Saturday morning, two muscular studs showed up to do the job. Their biceps bulged, stretching the sleeves of their T's. Josh's eyes were nearly bulging at the sight.
"Uh, don't forget you're married," Eric whispered with a grin.
"I'm not going to jump them; I'm simply admiring the scenery. Do you think one or both would pose for me?"
"You'd better not even think of asking either of them to get naked!" Eric said, giving his husband a little pinch on the butt.
"I'm not, dufus! Don't get your panties in a bunch. You know I'm not gonna stray."
"I know. But I know we'd both be drooling if we had them posing nude in the studio. What were you thinking about; doing a Sampson series?"
"Ooh! Thanks for giving me a reason to change my mind and ask them!"
That remark earned Josh another pinch.
The two movers wrestled the heavy tub out of the little bathroom and into the main room which served as the studio. They looked at the narrow stairway and shook their heads.
"Did anyone measure the doorway at the foot of the stairs?" the taller of the two asked.
"Um, we just assumed if it came up, it would have to be able to go back down." Ben blushed.
"It was probably installed before the house was finished. Well, all is not lost. Let us go back to the shop for a piece of equipment we use on pianos."
Half an hour later, the movers returned with a winching mechanism which allowed them to lower the tub from the fire escape to the backyard below. They backed their truck up close enough so that the carrying distance wasn't too far.
At Chuck and Robert's, the tub could go up the wider staircase to the second floor without a problem.
In the afternoon, Eric and Josh went in separate vehicles with their dads to a home improvement store to pick out a new shower and to buy pipe and fittings for hooking it up. The shower kit fit in the back of Josh's pickup so they saved on delivery charges.
With the help of Blake and Rob, the boys got it up to the attic apartment. While the younger guys assembled the shower, Scott worked on the plumbing. He was handier than Ben in that area, but received plenty of help from him.
They ended up having to remove some of the floorboards to get the drain pipe in proper alignment. It wasn't a big deal because they would put down a cement board underlayment before laying ceramic tile.
Before dinnertime, Josh and Eric had a new shower – and it was operable. The floor wasn't pretty, but it was back in place and stable. They would be able to christen it before going to bed.
As long as they'd gotten that much done, they asked Rob and Blake to help them move the bed from Eric's room up to the little bedroom. They also moved one of the bureaus for their clothes. They were already sharing it and the rest of their clothes would fit in the closet once it was given a fresh coat of paint.
After dinner, the guys did more furniture moving. Josh's bedroom set was put into the room Rob and Blake had been sharing and their furniture was moved to Josh's former room. Rob and Blake's room would become the official guest room and they could use Eric's old room as a sitting room and play area for Robbie as he got older. It was a win-win situation. Everyone would get a little more privacy and they could all still live under the same roof. Rob said he was going to look at the ads in Sunday's paper for a small sofa, reclining chair, and a couple of little tables to complete the room.
The new shower did indeed get christened that very night. Josh and Eric giggled like middle-schoolers as they undressed each other while the water was warming up. They tried shampooing each other's hair as they stood face to face. Close body contact produced the expected results below the waist. By the time each had soaped the other's body, there was little need for more foreplay.
After drying off, they let their towels fall to the floor and scampered to their bed. They kissed passionately in the pale moonlight that streamed through the window.
"What do you want to do?" Josh asked.
"Make love, silly!"
"No, I mean do you want to be the pitcher or the catcher?"
"How `bout we do some serious sucking?"
"That works for me!"
In a flash, Josh had turned his body around so he was facing Eric's beautiful cock. He started at Eric's navel and licked his way south eliciting the desired reaction from his lover.
Eric mimicked Josh's actions and soon both were nursing on their favorite appendage. Eric played with Josh's balls before moving his fingers toward those globes of flesh he loved to knead.
At the same moment, both boys backed off in order to lick each other's `nads and perineum. Both moaned in unison. Then Josh began to giggle.
"We are so alike I can't believe it!"
"Shut up and get back to your husbandly duties," Eric snickered.
Both licked the pearls of precum which were forming and pulled the foreskin over their tongues. Eric wanted to comment about how correct Josh was about their common actions, but he didn't want to break the mood and stop the awesome feelings that were coursing through his body – radiating out from his pulsating cock. He began to whimper as he neared the awesome precipice of orgasm. His expression of impending joy hastened Josh down the same path.
With gasps and ragged breathing, the boys took the plunge almost simultaneously nearly drowning each other with their copious loads. In the afterglow, they kissed deeply.
"I suppose we won't do this as often after we've been married a few years," Josh said sadly.
"Oh, I don't know. I wouldn't bet on it. Look at our dads. They're getting it pretty often. I can tell by the looks on their faces some mornings." Eric countered.
"Yeah, but they haven't been married any longer than we have. In fact, we have them beat by probably five minutes. We could check the video to make sure."
"You're right; we have been married a few minutes longer, but they were lovers before we were born and it still seems to be good for them. I know we probably won't do it quite as often in a few years, but I know our relationship can only deepen." Eric assured him.
"Okay, I won't worry about the future. I'll enjoy this moment with you in my arms."
With those words and a few more soft kisses, Josh and Eric spooned together on the balmy September night and soon fell asleep.
After church the following day, Rob and Blake perused the ads. They found one from a furniture chain with a special sale that inclued a recliner, two tables and two lamps with the purchase of a sofa. The price was within their budget, so they decided to have a look.
When they got to the store, they were met by a young salesman not much older than Blake. His wedding band gave them the impression that he was married and probably supporting a family.
"Hi, my name is Kevin and I'll be happy to assist you. Let me know what you're interested in buying and I'll point you in the direction you need to go. You can call on me whenever you need help, but I'll let you shop instead of standing over you."
"Do you work on commission?" Blake asked.
"Yes I do. Here's my card. I'd appreciate it if you buy from me when you find what you want."
"We'll definitely give you our business if we decide on something," Blake assured him. "Please show us to the combination deals we saw in today's flyer."
Kevin showed them several groupings which were in their price range and then went to the computer to work while they looked the furniture over. It didn't take them long to find things both of them liked. They chose a recliner that also acted as a rocker when the footrest was down. It would be ideal for lulling Robbie to sleep. In fact when Rob tried it out with Robbie in his arms, the little boy started to show signs of drowsiness.
"I think Robbie approves of this one too," Rob laughed.
He continued to rock his son while Blake went to summon Kevin to complete the sale.
"This is one of our most popular groupings. Since this is the first day of the sale, I think we have all the pieces available in the back room for delivery this week."
"Can we take them today once they're paid for?" Rob asked.
"Certainly, if you have a vehicle big enough to haul them."
The sofa would fit in Josh's pickup and the recliner, tables, and lamps would go in the crossover since the chair came with the back unattached. If the guys wanted the chair and sofa protected with a stain repellant, it would take about 45 minutes to do at the cost of an additional $80. They opted for it once they were assured the product was safe for a child.
They called home to see if someone could bring the vehicles to transport their treasures. Ben said he would send Josh with his pickup and Eric with the Chrysler. It would take them at least a half hour to get there, depending on traffic. Of course that wasn't a problem since the fabric treatment would take longer.
Before supper on Sunday evening, the new room was nearly ready. There would be additional details, like hanging a couple of Josh's paintings and placing a few other objects, but that could be done in the near future. It already looked homey and inviting.
With Eric and Josh using the third floor bathroom, Rob and Blake wouldn't have to share the main bath very often unless there was company. That coupled with their new quarters made them feel almost as if they had an apartment of their own.
Rob's eyes got misty as he thought about what the past year had brought. About 11 months ago, he'd been homeless trying to survive under a bridge after his old van had been towed away. Now he was living in a comfortable place with his husband and their son. He was once again reminded of the love he'd discovered in this house. This place would forever be dear to him.
Author's notes: As always, thanks to all who emailed since last posting:
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Peace and love,
David