The Studio Apartment
 

 by: Hankster

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The two men were holding each other tightly.  They were standing near the door in the studio apartment they rented together.  The older man (by three years) had a suitcase at his feet.  They were reluctant to let go of each other. 

Finally, the older man said, “It’s only for a one week business trip, honey.  I’ll be back before you miss me.”

“I miss you when you’re gone a minute,” the younger man said.  When are you going to come out of the closet and move in with me into a real apartment?”

The younger man had been nagging his partner like this for nearly ten years, and his answer was always the same.  “I can’t come out.  It’s a family matter, so please don’t ask me again.”

“Then how about we quit our jobs, and start our own law firm?  You could stay in the closet, and I won’t tell anyone, but at least we could work late, and fuck each other in the office.”

The older man always ignored that suggestion, but one day, about a year ago, he said, “There’s a light at the end of the tunnel, babe.  I think that I’ll be able to make our dreams come true very soon.”  The younger man got too emotional to answer him.

It was nearly time for the taxi to arrive, and finally, the older man pushed away from his lover and went downstairs to wait for his transportation to the airport.  The younger man thought, “Well, I’ll be damned if I’m going to be celibate all week.  I’m going clubbing.”

**********

The two lawyers had met almost ten years ago, when they joined the same firm, and immediately became fast friends.  Even though the younger of the two was out and proud, the older attorney was deeply closeted.  He had his reasons, and it was important for him to remain undeclared.  But he was gay after all, and he had fallen madly in love with his colleague.  One day he decided to come out to his friend, and beg him for two things; his discretion, and his love. They often had dinner together, and finally one evening he made his momentous announcement.  The younger lawyer began to cry and he grabbed his friend’s hand.  “I feel the same way,” he sobbed.

They ran off to a nearby hotel, where they booked a room.  They spent the night together, sucking, fucking, and rimming.  They were so hungry for each other that nothing was out of bounds.

Their office was downtown in the financial district.  The younger one lived way uptown, and the older one lived in the suburbs.  They conveniently continued to book the hotel room for their frequent trysts, because it was so close to their office.  Finally the idea hit them to rent a downtown apartment together.  They found a relatively inexpensive studio apartment just outside of Greenwich Village.  It was located near all the gay bars and restaurants, and that suited them just fine.  That did not stop the younger man from constantly nudging the older man to come out, and live with him in his much more luxurious condo apartment.  His pleas fell on deaf ears, so when his lover went on his business trip, he adopted a fuck you attitude, and decided to play a little bit during the week.  After all, he was only thirty-eight, far from being put out to pasture.

He dressed in the sexiest, tightest fitting clothes he had.  The contour of his cock would be obvious to a blind man.  Clearly he was about four inches flaccid, and his shorts were so tight, that one could even tell that he was cut.  Bluntly put, he would be attractive to anyone from legal age to death.  He admired himself in the mirror, and headed for his least favorite watering hole.  He hated the place because it attracted very young kids, and the music was deafening.  Still it was a great venue for cruising.

It was quite early on a Monday evening, and there were plenty of vacant stools at the bar.  He sat down on one and waited.  He knew exactly what would happen, and it did.

A handsome young man sat down next to him.  When their eyes met they smiled at each other.  There was something vaguely familiar about the boy, but the lawyer dismissed the thought that he might have had sex with the boy at some time or other.  He hadn’t had sex with anyone that young, since he himself, had been that age.

“You don’t look old enough to drink,” he said.  “Would you like me to buy you a real drink?”

“You’re right,” the boy said.  “I’m nineteen, two years shy of the legal drinking age.”

The lawyer could see that the boy was exceptionally nervous.  “What’s your poison?” he asked.

“I don’t drink much,” the boy admitted.  “What do you recommend for a virgin?” It was his not so subtle way of making the obviously more experienced man aware of his status.

The older man turned toward the bartender.  “Give my friend here a gin and tonic.”  Then he turned toward the boy.  He stuck out his hand, which the boy took to shake.

“My name’s Mark,” he said.

“I’m James,” the virgin said.

**********

A short while ago, James had made a decision.  He was preening in front of a mirror in his room in University housing.  Yesterday, he had celebrated his nineteenth birthday.  It was close to the end of his freshman year at NYU.  He had started classes just before his eighteenth birthday.

James was gay, a secret he kept well hidden from his father.  His mother had died giving birth to her third child, who was stillborn.  James was her second.  His father had raised him, and his older sister, as a single parent for as long as he could remember.  It would be more accurate to say that he had been raised by a nanny.  His father worked long and erratic hours.  They didn’t see much of each other, but they loved each other dearly.

He could easily have commuted to school.  He lived in the suburbs; about thirty miles from The University, but his father had insisted that he live on campus, so he could get the full college experience.  James did not object.  He had hoped to lose his virginity once he left home and began college, but alas, it had not happened yet.  James was just too shy.  He started to go to the bars, but he never approached anyone.  He was very handsome, and if he saw someone approaching him, he would leave the bar in a panic.  His fear was totally unwarranted.

As he was preening himself, he looked in the mirror.  “You’re nineteen now,” he said to his image.  “Get off your ass and do something positive to get laid.”  He decided not to be shy this evening, so he went to his favorite watering hole.  He liked the place because most of the men were about his age, and the music was to his taste.

He entered the bar, and could see a few empty barstools.  Next to one of the empty stools, he saw a drop dead, gorgeous hunk of a man.  He was more mature than most of the other bar patrons.  The boy figured that he was about thirty, and he got excited.  Not only was he terribly attracted to this man, but he was older, and was apt to have more experience than the kids in the place.  He was just what a virgin ordered, so he sat down next to Mr. America.

Their eyes met, and they introduced each other.  “Are you a virgin to a cocktail, or are you a virgin?” Mark asked after James admitted to his virginity.

“Both,” the shy boy answered, and he looked down.  He couldn’t quite look Mark in the face.  “I’d like to stop being a virgin on both counts.”

Mark took James’s hand and smiled at him.  He knew exactly what was going to happen this evening.  He was going to deflower a virgin.  His cock started to grow, and he feared that he would split his ultra-tight shorts.

Mark decided to let James finish his drink before he propositioned him.  In the meantime they made small talk, and Mark learned that James was a pre-law student.  He wanted to tell James that he was a lawyer, but he decided not to divulge any personal information.

James was scared shitless, but he knew that he would get laid by Mark this evening.  The thought of having sex, so overwhelmed him, that he lost all his shyness.  He wasn’t going to let this one get away.  “Do you live far away?” he asked Mark.

‘I have a small apartment walking distance from here.  Would you like to see it?”

“Yes, very much, more than you know.”

Mark seemed well-healed, so James was very shocked at how tiny the studio apartment was.  The kitchen was behind a curtain.  It could hardly be called a kitchen.  There was a sink with a shelf over it.  A small cabinet stood to one side of the sink, and a small burner was on the cabinet.  An undersized refrigerator sat on the other side of the sink. James noticed one door in the room, and he correctly assumed the bathroom was behind it.  There was only one piece of furniture in the apartment, a sleep sofa.  James figured that when it opened up, it would consume most of the room. 

Mark saw the confusion on James’s face, and he felt that an explanation was necessary.  “I have a real apartment uptown, but I rent this place with a fuck buddy (he was not about to elevate his lover’s stratus).  It’s close to our office, and we can use it whenever we have time and the mood strikes us.”

“Very convenient,” James agreed.  He was a little nervous, not knowing what to do next.  Fortunately Mark took over. 

He wrapped his strong arms around the quivering virgin, and kept whispering in the boy’s ear, “Relax.  I’m not going to hurt you.  I’m going to give you the most pleasure you ever had in your life.”  At last, James seemed to relax, and a transformation occurred.  His whole body changed.

James had been contracting his body, trying to escape his fears.  Suddenly he stood tall, and Mark was amazed.  James was at least six feet, two inches tall.  He had red hair, green eyes, a small nose and a strong, manly chin.  Once again, Mark felt that he had met the boy somewhere, sometime.  He began to undress his student, and when James was naked from his waist up, he stripped to his waist also.

He was about to undo James’s belt, but the boy had grown impatient.  Like quicksilver, he removed the rest of his clothing.  Mark did the same.  They were both hard.  At the moment, the athletic boy was about seven inches of cut hardness, and Mark was the same.  The boy’s cock was slightly thicker than Mark’s.

Mark could not move.  He kept staring at James.  The feeling that they were acquainted grew stronger.

“What now?” the virgin asked.

“My shower is pretty small, but even so, two big guys like us can squeeze in.”  He took James’s hand and led him to the shower.  He thoroughly soaped up the boy’s body.  As he was doing it, he imagined that he was soaping up his lover’s body.  How crazy was that?  His lover was forty-one, and this young man was nineteen.  His body was youthful and hard compared to his lover’s body.

Mark fell to his knees and began to rim James.  The poor boy’s knees buckled, and he held on to the spigots to keep from falling.  Mark also inserted a soapy finger up the boy’s ass.  “That’s a little sample of what’s to come,” he said, as James purred with pleasure.

They dried their bodies, and Mark opened up the sleep sofa.  The sheets were all crumpled from the past weekend of love making.  He and James straightened out the sheets and got into bed.  Mark fell on top of James and proceeded to give him a sensuous and slobbery trip around the world.  It was a long time in coming, but at last he took James’s cock into his mouth.  The young man began to whimper.  When Mark felt James’s balls shrinking, he stopped sucking him.  He got out of bed and went to the cabinet in the ‘kitchen.’  He removed condoms and lube and got back into bed.   He put a lubricated condom on James, lubed his own ass and James’s cock, straddled the boy, and sat down on him.  As he did, he guided the young, hard cock up his ass.

James came after a very few strokes, and as he did, he cried tears of joy.  When He came back down to earth, he asked, “Can I do everything to you that you did to me?”

“Sure.  Can you stay the night?”

“Yes, but I’ll have to leave early to get back to my dorm to change.”

“That’s fine.  I have to go to work early in the morning.  I’m free all week in the evenings, James.  Would you like to come by tomorrow evening?”

“I’d like to come by every night for the rest of the week.”

Mark smiled and kissed James just like he might have kissed his lover.

James did come over every night all week.  On Friday evening, Mark told James that his fuck buddy was back, but he had gone home.  However, the two of them expected to shack up all weekend in the apartment.  James was distraught, but he knew this day would come and he had steeled himself for it.

“If you ever find yourself free, Mark,” he said, “please call me.”

“I promise.”

A few days later, Mark called James.  He shocked the young man by admitting that he had told his fuck buddy all about him, and they would like to do a three way. 

How would you feel about a three way?” he asked.

“I’m all for it.  When?”

“How about Friday night?”

“We’re on.”

**********

Daniel had been gay all his life, but he was foolish enough to do what so many others had done before and after him.  He got married hoping to avoid the stigma of leading a gay life.  Before he met Mark, he had occasional one night stands, usually with other married men, whom he had met on the internet or in a bar.

The minute he laid eyes on Mark, he fell head over heels in love.  He was single when they met, but he had two young children.  For whatever reason, he didn’t want Mark to know that he had a family.  He got the crazy notion that if Mark knew his secret he would not consider that he was an available gay man.

His love for Mark and his desire to make love to him grew exponentially every day.  It was hard being together all the time, and not being able to touch him.  Finally, in desperation, he told Mark how he felt about him, and they entered into a long term relationship.  Mark was miserable at the lack of a full commitment exhibited by Dan, but he was so much in love, he put up with.

Dan had finally hinted that soon he could come out of the closet and they could live together.  But the days flew by and nothing changed.  Mark vowed to have it out with him.  On Dan’s first day back, they were too busy in the office to speak, but Mark waited until they got to their apartment in the evening.  Immediately after they entered, Dan was all over Mark, but Mark put a stop to it.

“This is an ultimatum,” Mark said.  “We aren’t getting any younger.  You promised that the time for us to have a real commitment was in the near future.  Well, I don’t want to wait anymore.  When are you going to come out of the closet?”

“Sit down.  I have to tell you something.” 

Dan then told him about his marriage and his two children.  “My daughter got married six months ago, and lives in Dallas.  My son is a freshman in college.  I couldn’t move in with you until the kids were out of the house.  They are both adults now, and I don’t care anymore if they learn the truth about me, or not.  They’ll just have to deal with it.  Tomorrow after work, I’m going home.  I have an appointment with a real estate agent, and I’m putting my house on the market.  I’m going to start bringing my personal stuff to your apartment, and after the house sells, I’ll donate the furniture to charity.  It’s all pretty old anyway.”

Mark started to cry, so Dan put his arm around him.  “Can we fuck now?” he asked.

They got naked in seconds.  Mark looked at his partner, and something bothered him, just as he was bothered when he saw James naked.  The two men were exactly the same height, and had the same size circumcised cocks.  Dan had red hair and green eyes.  When he first met James, he didn’t have a clue that Dan had children, but now he knew.  Dan said he had a son in college.  Could it be, and if it is, what are the odds?

Mark couldn’t contain his suspicions.  “What’s your son’s name?” he asked.

“James; why?”

“Where does he go to school?”

“NYU; what’s going on?”

“Do you have a picture of him?”

“Yeah.  I’ve got a picture taken when he graduated high school.  It’s in my wallet.”

“I gotta see it.”

Dan ran to retrieve his wallet from his trousers.  He showed Mark the picture.

“Oh my God,” Mark whimpered and he began to get dressed.

“What the fuck is going on?  Please explain yourself.  I’m worried about James now.”

“I’ve got a story to tell you.  Please sit down, and promise you won’t kill me.”

When Mark was finished explaining his suspicions to Dan, he broke down completely.  He was sobbing and begging Mark to forgive him.  He expected Dan to produce a whip from out of nowhere, and begin to flog him, but Dan wrapped him in his arms, and tried to calm him down.

“Relax, honey.  There was no way you could have known.  It was I who hid my kids from you.  If anyone is to blame, it’s me.  Besides, this is wonderful,” Dan whispered in Mark’s ears.  “I have always feared coming out to him, and now he won’t be able to condemn me if he’s gay also.  I must be a terrible father if he felt he couldn’t tell me about himself.”

“You’re a great father,” Mark said.  “All these years you kept a secret from me in order to protect your children.  You deserve a medal.”

The two men kissed.  “Now,” Mark continued, “it’s time to lay all the cards on the table, and make both of you honest men.  I’m going to invite him over, and we three are going to talk.”

“But what about your sexual relationship with James?” Dan wondered.

“There isn’t any now that I know who he is.  My job is over.  I took his virginity and taught him all I know.  Now he’s on his own.  The only relationship I want to have with him is as a stepfather.”

“Can we fuck now?” Dan repeated.

**********

At this point, even though James felt confident enough to go out on his own, make contacts, and get laid, the prospect of having sex with Mark and his friend, truly excited him.  In addition, doing a three way would be another new experience for him.  He could hardly contain himself anticipating the big event.

On the other hand, Dan grew more frightened every day.  He wasn’t quite sure if he should be there when James arrived, or if he should arrive after him.  In the end the men decided that they should just drop the bomb, and get it over with.  They would both be there when James arrived.

The doorbell rang, and Mark went to open the door.  Unlike the other times he had greeted James, he was fully dressed.  Dan ran to the bathroom.  He just couldn’t face his son quite yet. 

James wrapped his arms around Mark and he expected a slobbery kiss on his lips.  Instead, Mark kissed him lightly on his forehead.  The young man was surprised.

James looked around and could not see anyone else in the apartment.  “Where’s your fuck buddy?” he asked.

“He’s in the bathroom,” Mark answered. 

He didn’t want to call Dan by name, so he yelled out, “Get out of the bathroom, lover.  We have company.”  Ashen white and drained of all blood, Dan sidled out of the bathroom.  When James spotted him, he shrieked and started to run out of the apartment, but Mark blocked his way.  James was shaking like a leaf.

Mark held him very close, and said, “Yes, James, your father is gay, just like you.  Furthermore we have been lovers for almost ten years.  Now you can show your father how much you love him, and show me how much you love me, or run away.  I should think that we all love each other enough to accept the truth.” 

“I’m so sorry,” Dan said to James.  “I should have told you, but I didn’t know how you would take it.  I decided to wait until you were no longer living at home.  Can you forgive me?”

“Of course, Dad, but I need you to forgive me for not trusting you enough to tell you that I was gay.  I was afraid you would hate me.”

“I could never hate you.  In fact, I’m very happy that you chose to live your life out in the open, instead of lying like I did.

James pulled away from Mark, and he and Dan hugged each other tightly.  After a while, James looked at Mark, who was smiling, and he said, “Group hug.”

“What do you say we order Chinese and discuss our futures?” Mark asked.  James and Dan agreed. 

Dan moved the cabinet, and placed it in front of the sleep sofa.  “Voila,” he said, “our dinner table.”

“Your house is for sale,” Mark informed James.  “Your father is moving in with me.  I have a two bedroom condo, so you’ll stay with us this summer.  I’ll even set you up clerking for us in the office.  In the fall you can go back to the dorms, but I know that everyone seeks off campus housing after Freshman Year, so you can continue living with us if you want.  The alternative is that you seek off campus housing elsewhere.  So you have three choices.  You don’t have to decide now.  You have plenty of time.  For your information, since you’ll be living with two gay fathers, you can feel free to bring tricks home.  We’d be delighted, not upset.”

All James could manage to say is, “Wow!  This has been some night.  It’s not what I expected or hoped for, but it has been very exciting nonetheless.”

Not only did James live with his fathers that summer, he lived with them until he graduated law school, and moved to an apartment of his own.  One day, he called Dan, and made a date for the three of them to have dinner out. 

“One of my colleagues is gay, Dad,” he said.  “He’s very special, and I want you and Mark to meet him.”

The circle of life was now complete.