David and Jonathan II
 by: Hankster

© 2013 by the author

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Chapter 9
Time with the Boys 

Matt was the first one to come home at 3:15 PM.

Frank ran to the front door as Matt was putting his key in the keyhole.  From out of nowhere, Frank envisioned that Matt was putting his cock in his asshole.  That did it.  Even he realized that he was somehow going mad.  All he could think about was having sex with another man.  He knew he had to calm down his obsession, but he didn’t know how.

“Hey Matt,” he sang out pleasantly.

“Oh hi, Mr. Harmon,” Matt said, as he turned around and recognized who was greeting him.

“That’s Frank to you, please.”

“Sure, Frank.  Ray told me that you were coming for a few days, and would be bunking with him.  That’s great.”

They went into the house together.  Frank had a small suitcase with him.  He dropped it on the floor of Ray’s room, and then he went to look for Matt.  He found him in the kitchen pouring a glass of milk.  There were already a few chocolate chip cookies on a plate.  Mindy sent him and Alan a tin full of them at least once a week.

“I told Ray to make dinner reservations for all of us for this evening.  Do you know if he did, and what time?”

“I can’t answer that, Frank.  He told me he would take care of it, but I haven’t seen him all day.”

Frank approached Matt, who was standing at the kitchen island having milk and cookies.  “It doesn’t matter,” Frank said.  “We have plenty of time.”  He came up to Matt from the rear and threw an arm around Matt’s waist.  To say the least, Matt was shocked, but it was a pleasant surprise.  He made no move to pull away, especially when he felt a hard cock pressing against his butt.

Frank lowered his hand to caress Matt’s package, and he whispered in Matt’s ear.  “Ray told me that the first time all you guys had sex together, you were the only one who could take his humongous cock.  Mine’s even bigger, fella.  How’d you like to have a go at it?”

“Sure.  Why not.  If you are going to be here for a few days, we might as well get the ball rolling.”  Matt grabbed Frank’s hand, and they ran into his bedroom.  Matt didn’t bother to close his door.  Nobody closed doors in this household.

They were undressed in a second, and busied themselves playing sixty-nine, but that’s not what Frank wanted.  He broke away, and begged Matt to let him fuck him.  Matt took rubbers and lube out of his bedside table.

“I don’t want to use condoms,” Frank moaned.

“Sorry, but it’s a rule.”

“Yeah.  I figured,”

Matt prepared both of them swiftly and deftly, and Frank entered Matt effortlessly.  “It’s true,” Frank sighed.  “You are a wonder.”

“Frank was still fucking Matt, when Jay came home.  He looked into Matt’s room, and smiled.  Seconds later, he joined Frank and his roommate in bed.  Within fifteen minutes, Alan and Todd joined the fray.

Ray purposely delayed coming home early.  He was afraid to see what mental state his father was in.  He knew that the man was sick, but he didn’t know what he could do to help him get better.  When finally he did get home, his four roommates and his father were just coming out of Matt’s room.  They were all bare-assed naked.  Frank was carrying his clothes.  Ray was glad that the ice appeared to have been broken.

“I feel overdressed,” he announced.

“So get naked,” his father said.  Frank wrapped his arms and his massive body around his son, and whispered in his ear, “I’m so happy.  Please don’t spoil it.”

Ray did not answer his father.  Instead he said.  “I don’t think you fornicators are aware of the time.  It’s 5:30 and we have reservations for 6:30 at a seafood restaurant in Faneuil Hall, so you all better get a move on.  Dress casual.”

Frank and Ray went into Ray’s room for Frank to dress, and Ray to change clothes.  Ray began to strip, but his father sat motionless on the bed staring at him.

“What?” Ray asked.

“Nothing.  I’m just enjoying the view. How about a quickie before we leave?”

“Didn’t you get enough already?”

“Not really.  You weren’t there.  I needed you ‘to get enough,’ as you put it.”

Soon Ray was as naked as his father.  Frank fell to his knees and enveloped Ray’s cock in his mouth.  He brought the young man off rather quickly.  Father and son kissed, smiled at each other, and dressed casually for the sea food dinner.

They all piled into Frank’s van.  On the way to the restaurant, Alan asked, “How long will you be staying, Frank?”

“I hadn’t made plans, but I think I’ll stay through the weekend, and start for home Sunday night, or preferably Monday morning.  I’d love to stay forever, but I have a business to run.  I’ve gotta keep it going in case Ray gives up his acting bug, and decides to take it over someday.”

Ray remained silent, but inside, his gut was wrenching.  He knew what he wanted to do in life, and it didn’t include running a clothing manufacturing business.

They all enjoyed a full course lobster dinner on Frank, and agreed to a man that the New England clam chowder was the best ever.  Nothing in New York or California compared to it.  During the course of the dinner, Ray secretly whispered to each of his friends that he wanted to be alone tonight with his father.  Frank wasn’t even aware of the plot.

After dinner, when they got home, they all stripped naked and sat around the living room for a while just chewing the breeze.  Little by little each couple went off to bed, leaving Ray and Frank alone.

“Dad,” Ray said, “I need to talk to you privately.  Let’s go to bed and talk there.”

“Sounds serious,” Ray murmured.  He took Ray’s hand and they headed for the bedroom.  Ray closed his door, which was really unusual.

“I know what you’re going to say,” Frank started, “so let me go first.  I know I’ve been a little obsessive, but please cut me some slack.  I’ve repressed myself for forty-six years, and when you and I lit the magic lamp, I’m aware that I went wild, crazy even, but I promise you, I’m calming down.  I’m having lots of male sex, and it’s not a novelty any more.  By the time I leave here this weekend, I know I’ll be my old conservative self.  By the way, just so you know, it’s the best sex I ever had.  No wonder I can’t get enough of it.  Just be there for me when I need it badly, and I’ll be able to continue to control myself.”

“Dad, I told you that I’ll always be available to you.  I wouldn’t mind spending the rest of our lives as a couple.”

“I know, but I won’t let that happen.  We have got to find you a boyfriend.”

“No Dad!  We have to do two things first.  It’s for you we have to find a boyfriend.  If not a boyfriend, then at least, a fuck buddy.”

“Well, I can live with that directive.  What’s the other thing?”

“You and I have to tell mom that your marriage is over and why.  You have enough money to take good care of her, and both of us can be there to give her emotional support.”

“That’s a tough one.  I don’t know if I have the guts.”

“Well, let’s leave Friday after my last class.  We’ll tell her together.  You’ll have me to lean on.  Tomorrow morning, I’ll call her and tell her we’re coming home late Friday night.  Then I’ll call Mark Chapin.”

“Who is Mark Chapin?”

“Neither of you know it yet, but you are going to be fuck buddies, and in a best case scenario, lovers.”

“You still haven’t told me who he is.”

“Mark was one of my high school teachers.  He taught English, and was the director/producer of all the high school musicals I was in, and the senior play also.  Less than a week after graduation Mark called me.  He asked to take me to dinner that evening, and I accepted.  You see, he’s a couple of years younger than you, Dad, and he reminded me so much of you, that I wanted him badly  I lusted for him all through high school..

“At dinner, he told me that he was gay, and really had the hots for me, but he waited until I was no longer a student, and I was of legal age, before he could make his confession.  I was flattered, and we went to his apartment.  I made love to him all summer, and always fantasized that I was doing you.

“I want you to meet him Dad.  Trust me, you two are perfect for each other.  For your information, he takes my rod easily, so he’ll take yours easily as well.  He’s very well hung, but not as well as we are.”

“I think it would be a good thing if we meet.  At the very least, we might become friends” Frank said.  “We’ll see how things go from there.”

They wrapped themselves together, and without further ado, they fell asleep.

In the morning before his classes, Ray called his mother.  He told her that Dad was much better, and that they would be home Friday night.  Then he sent a text message to Mark, asking him to call at about 5 PM.  He knew that Mark would be through with classes by then, and if he was rehearsing a show, he could break away for a minute or two.  He himself would be home from school before 4 PM.

When Mark called, he didn’t give Ray a chance to talk.  He rattled on about how much he missed him, and that he was considering coming to Boston for a weekend which would be convenient to his former student.

“I’ve got a better offer for you,” Ray finally interrupted.  “I’m coming home this weekend, and there’s someone I want you to meet.  He looks just like me, and could be mistaken for my brother, but he’s nearer in age to you.  If you’re wondering, his cock is even bigger than mine.  He lives nearby to you, so if you guys click, you’ll both have steady nookie.  Would it be all right for me to bring him over for a threesome?”

“Sounds good to me sweetie.  If he looks like you, and is even better endowed, I can certainly live with that.”

“Good, I’ll call you when I get home.  Ciao.”

That went well, Ray thought.  But first there was the business with his mother to contend with.  His whole body shook just thinking about it.  He came back to reality, when he heard his father yell, “Hey guys, dinner is ready.”

When all the boys went off to their classes the next morning, Frank wondered what he would do all day.  He decided to surprise everyone with a great home-cooked dinner.  He went to the super market, and bought all the fixings for a great beef stew dinner, including red wine, desert and coffee.  He had no way to know, but it was the favorite meal of the Caldwell family.  Mindy used to prepare it for them as often as she thought was appropriate.

Jay, Todd, Matt and Alan were speechless, when they saw the food on the table.  They smothered Frank with kisses, which pleased his ego as well as his libido.

“Eat hearty, me lads.  This is it.  I have two more nights here, and we’re going out to dinner both nights until I leave.”

“Please come more often,” Jay begged.  “This meal is fantastic.”

“Not only is it fantastic, it’s fabulous,” Matt joked.

The only one who remained strangely quiet was Ray.  He could not get his mind off the ordeal he and his father were about to face with his mother.  He wondered how Frank could stay so calm, and even keep on joking with his roommates. 

Frank was not calm at all.  He just suppressed his anxiety with the sure knowledge that he would have more gay sex that evening.  Even if it was only with Ray, he would be a happy man.

On the trip back to New York, Frank diverted his mind from the trauma that he and his family were about to face.  He kept asking Ray to tell him everything he could about Mark Chapin, right down to intimate descriptions of his body assets, and his performance abilities.  Ray thought it was all pretty funny, and his mind was temporarily diverted also.

If only they knew that Donna had already concluded that her husband was gay, and she was determined to confront Frank this weekend while Ray was at home.  She wanted Ray’s strength if her suspicions were correct.  She would need all the grit she could muster, because if Frank was gay, she made up her mind to leave him for both their sakes.

To be continued...

Posted: 12/20/13