The Chandlers
 by: Hankster

© 2012 by the author

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Chapter 11
Manuel and Joseph

On June 3, 2012, exactly 83 years after John Chandler and Hope McPherson were married, Manuel graduated from Harvard Law School.  Sitting proudly in the audience were his fathers, Rudy and Daniel, and his partner, Joseph Gordon.  Joseph sat between the fathers, and they were all holding hands.

Manny and Joe met on a Saturday night shortly after Manny started his first year at Harvard Law.  Joe was a second year law student.  Manny had heard about a gay bar not far from the school.  He didn’t drink at all, but he thought it might be a good place to meet other gay men.  The minute he walked in, Manny liked the place.  It wasn’t too noisy, and the clientele all seemed to be mature men.  In fact, they all looked rather professional.

He was absolutely on the money.  The bar was mostly frequented by lawyers, CPA’s, doctors, engineers, and students studying for those professions.  Other gay men were patrons as well, but the men of the aforementioned professions seemed to predominate.  Manny looked around.  There was an empty stool at the end of the bar.  He made a dash for it.  When the bartender asked for his order, and he said, “A coke,” the young man in the next seat turned to see who this tea totaler was.

“Where do you think you are?” the young man asked facetiously, “in church?”

Manny’s first impulse was to tell the stranger to shut the fuck up, as it was none of his business.  But if there was one thing his fathers had taught him, it was not to shoot from the hip.  “Always take a deep breath, and consider your options before acting on them,” Daniel had said more times than he could count, when he sensed that Manny was about to lose his temper.

Fortunately he did just that, and he was mighty glad.  Manny could not get over how handsome the young man was.  Instead of coming back with some biting remark, he stuck out his hand and said,  “Hi.  My name is Manny.  I’m One Law at Harvard.”

In the meantime, in the other seat, Joe’s heart began to race overtime when he saw the handsome specimen of Latin manhood seated next to him.  “I’m Joe.  Two Law,”  he managed to say.  It was quite a feat because poor Joe was almost speechless.

“Sorry about that last remark,” Joe said when he recovered.  “It was out of place.”

“It’s OK.  I didn’t mind,” Manny lied.  “I get that a lot because I don’t drink.  I just can’t stand the taste of alcohol.”

“Can we start over?” Joe asked.  He stuck out his hand.  “My name is Joseph Gordon and I sure am glad to meet you.”

On his 18th birthday, Manny had apologized to Rudy, and informed him that he was legally changing his name to Chandler.  Rudy didn’t mind at all  Instead he cried buckets of happiness.  “I’m Manuel Chandler,” he informed Joe.

They shook hands warmly.  Manny noticed that Joe’s glass was empty.  “Can I buy you another drink, just to show you that there are no hard feelings?”

“Sure.  Gin and tonic.”

When Joe got his drink, he held it up and said, “Here’s to a beautiful friendship.”  They smiled at each other and sipped their drinks.

“Can I ask you a question, Manny?  How did a gorgeous Latino, like you, get the name Chandler?  It’s so Waspish.”

Manny laughed.  “Originally, my name was Sanchez.  My father kicked me out of the house when I was 13, when he found out that I was gay.  I became a ward of the state for a year.  Eventually I was placed in the foster care of a gay couple.  They are both lawyers, and I’m not sure how they did it, but they managed to adopt me legally.  I took one of their names, Chandler.  The other was Hutchinson.”  Manny laughed again.  “I went for the shorter one.”

“Well, that’s great.  It makes us even.”

“What do you mean?”

“When my great-grandfather came to this country, his name was Garcinczski.”  Joe spelled it out for Manny.  “People found it hard to spell, and many found it hard to pronounce, so he changed it to Gordon.  That’s how come I’m a Gordon.  He was a lovely old man.  When I came out, he was pushing a hundred years old.  He embraced me and told me that he would love me until his dying breath.  He died a week later.”  There was a tear in Joe’s eyes, so Manny put his hand on Joe’s.

That was enough to start the ball rolling.  Joe took Manny’s hand into both of his.  He just held it, and stared long and hard into Manny’s deep brown, sensual eyes.  As for Manny, he was staring into Joe’s sky blue eyes, and ash blond hair, thinking how much his eyes and his hair color resembled Daniel’s.

After a long silence, Joe asked, “Where do you live?”

“I’m in a furnished basement apartment a few streets from here.  In fact, I walked here.  Would you like to walk home with me.  I’ll make us some coffee.”

“I’d like that.  I’d like that a lot, Manny, but would you like to dance with me first?”

When Joe went home with Manny that night, they never did have coffee.  As soon as they were inside the apartment, they stripped rapidly, and stood back to admire their sexy bodies.  Joe was six feet even, and Manny had grown to 5’10”.  They were both muscular from using gym equipment.  Manny was uncut and hard as a rock.  He was about six and a half inches.  When flaccid he would go down to four and a half.  Joe was cut and he too was rock hard, and about seven inches.  He would shrink to five inches when he softened.  It was to be quite a while before either of them softened.

They fell into each other’s arms and wasted no time to begin a dueling match with their tongues.  When he came up for air, Joe said, “I don’t like playing 69.  When I go down on you, I want to give you all my attention, and when you go down on me, I expect the same treatment.”

“That’s fine with me,” Manny said, and he fell to his knees, and consumed Joe’s cock.

“Wait, please,” Joe purred.  “Can we take this to the bedroom?”

Joe lay down on Manny’s bed.  He was on his back, spread eagled.  Manny crept up between his legs and continued to blow Joe.  Every time he felt Joe was going to cum, he stopped sucking, crept up the bed, and he and Joe kissed passionately.  Finally Joe screamed, “I gotta cum.  Please don’t stop, Love.”

It did not escape Manny’s attention that Joe had called him ‘Love’.  Suddenly his passion knew no bounds.  Joe’s cum guzzled down his throat, but Manny kept right on sucking until Joe literally pulled Manny’s face off his sore cock.

“Good God.  That was so intense,” Joe whimpered.  “Give me a couple of minutes.  I can’t wait to do that to you.”

“As much as I would love you to give me a blow job,” Manny said, “can I fuck you instead?”

“Sweetheart,”  Joe said, “before this night is over, you can fuck me, and I’ll suck you also.  As far as I’m concerned this can go on forever.  I’ve never felt like this about anyone before, or enjoyed sex more.  Just do whatever you want to do, and I’ll do whatever you ask me to do.”

Manny jumped out of bed and went to the bathroom.  He brought back condoms and lube.  Joe went to work sucking Manny’s cock and rimming his ass.  Manny was bucking all over the bed.  Finally Joe pulled a rubber down over Manny’s hard cock and greased it generously.  He lay down on his back and greased his own ass.

“I want to see your beautiful face when you fuck me,” Joe said.  Manny entered Joe easily, too easily.  Joe seemed to have a very experienced ass, and it bothered Manny a lot.  He suddenly realized that he was being jealous, and wondered what was going on with him.

After he entered, Manny lay very still, trying to enjoy the moment, and to make it last as long as possible.  Joe had other ideas.  He began to constrict his ass and wiggle his butt.  Manny realized that if he didn’t start pumping he was going to cum anyway, so he started to pump in and out.  It didn’t take long for him to cum.  He collapsed on Joe’s body, and when he went to place his lips on Joe’s he realized that they were both crying.

“That was incredible,” Manny whispered.  “What can I say?”

“You can say that you love me,” Joe purred, “because, fuck if I don’t love the hell out of you.”

Both men were on month-to-month leases, and Manny moved in with Joe two months later. 

Right after his graduation a year earlier, Joe moved to Columbus, and began to work for Rudy and Daniel.  In fact, he occupied Manny’s room.  Rudy and Daniel were not shy about their bodies and often walked around the house naked.  It didn’t take Joe long to adopt this habit.  Given this lack of shyness the inevitable happened.

One week after Thanksgiving, Rudy had to go out of town to represent a client in a big real estate deal, leaving Daniel and Joe alone in the house.  The very first night that Rudy was gone, Daniel and Joe were sitting naked in the living room watching TV, when the phone rang.  There was a phone on the end table next to the sofa.  Daniel picked up the phone, and chatted warmly for a few minutes with Manny.  Then he handed Joe the phone.

“Hi handsome,” Manny said.  “I sure wish I was there sucking on your big fat cock.  It’s so luscious.”

Daniel smiled to himself.  Joe was getting an erection, and he had no way to hide it.

“You better stop it now,” Joe said, “or I’ll have to whack off right in front of your father, who’s sitting right next to me.”

“No big deal.  You guys can do each other.”  Joe turned red.

“No way.  He’s my boss.  What would the staff think?”

Daniel could hear every word and he was plumping up rapidly.

“I’m going to hang up, honey,” Joe said.  “I’ll talk to you at a more private moment.  Have a good night.”

To break the silence that followed, Joe eventually said, “Wow, your son sure knows how to embarrass a guy.”

“Don’t be embarrassed,” Daniel said.  “Personally I think it’s a great idea.”  He reached over, engulfed Joe’s cock in his hand, and began to stroke away.  Joe was uncomfortable at first, but as his passion rose, his reticence flew out the window.  He grabbed Daniel’s cock and began to reciprocate, but Daniel stopped him.

“Let’s do this right,” Daniel said.  “Come to my bedroom.”

Once in bed, Joe finished Daniel off orally, and Joe fucked Daniel.  Joe went commando, and it was all right with both of them, because they were faithful to their partners.

When it was over, they were wrapped up in each other’s arms kissing, when Joe pulled away.  “It was wrong of us to do what we did.  We cheated on Rudy and Manny, and I don’t know how to tell them.”

Daniel didn’t say anything.  He retrieved his cell phone from his bedside table and pushed a couple of buttons.  A sleepy Rudy answered.  “Do you know what time it is?”

“Yes, but this is important.  Joe and I just had sex, and it was wonderful, but he’s all full of regrets right now.”

“Let me talk to him,” Rudy said.  Daniel handed Joe the phone.  “Joe,” Rudy said, “you better save some of that youthful sex for me too.  Stop fretting.  We love you also, you know.”

“Yes, Rudy, I know.  Thanks and good night.”  He handed the phone back to Daniel.  Daniel immediately pushed some more buttons.

“Hi Dad,” Manny answered.  I hope everything  is OK.  It’s really late here, an hour later than in Ohio.”

“I know, but this is important.  Rudy is away, and I just had sex with my son-in-law.”

“How could you have resisted him this long?  Isn’t he fantastic?”

“You better talk to him.  He’s full of regrets.”

“Relax honey.  I love you and you love me.  That’s all that really matters.  My fathers love you too, in a different way of course.  I find nothing wrong in expressing that love physically.  Maybe the four of us can have a go at it when I come home for Christmas.”

“Is this what it’s like growing up in an all gay family?  It’ll be fun getting used to it.  Good night sweetheart.  I love you.  Your dads do also.”

He handed the phone back to Daniel, who shut it off.  “Did you hear what he said?” Joe asked.

“I sure did.  I can’t wait for Christmas.”

“Never mind Christmas,” Joe said. “I can’t wait for Rudy to come home, and we three can enjoy each other in bed.  My God!  Can you imagine what it will be like when Manny gets home?” 

The End

Posted: 12/21/12