GRANDSON'S EDUCATION
By: Morris Henderson
(Copyright 2007 by the author)
 

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 Chapter 13
A New Kind of Love

Following breakfast, Jerry picked up the two sack lunches he had ordered the night before. The kitchen had put each into an insulated bag that had a clip to hang on a belt. Then they headed toward the trail head and a day's worth of exploring the surrounding hills. Jerry let Kevin lead the way and found, after about an hour, that he had to call to Kevin and ask for a rest break. Kevin chuckled but refrained from deriding his grandfather's lack of stamina.

By noon, they were several miles from the Lodge on a ridge with a magnificent view of a lake down below and forest stretching to the horizon. Kevin was his usual animated self, enthusing about the fresh air, the scenery, the exercise, and the wonderful time he was having.

Jerry enjoyed all of that as well but enjoyed even more that his grandson was having a good time. "So you're having a good time?" he asked.

"It's wonderful," Kevin exclaimed. "Thanks for the best vacation a guy could ever have."

"So what do you like? Camping back at the lake or here at the resort?"

"Both," Kevin responded. "But you know what I like best, don't you?"

"Yes, I do. And that's the part I like, too." Jerry reflected back on how the unexpected had come about and suddenly regretted that it would end. After his initial resistance and misgivings over the incestuous relationship, he had come to accept it and then to relish it. Kevin had given him as much satisfaction as he had given Kevin, perhaps more. Yes, it was more. For only the second time in his life, Jerry was attracted to, was intimate with, and absolutely devoted to another male. Kevin, he recognized, was experiencing new, wonderful feelings for the first time and that had to be nice but Jerry had found satisfaction after decades of secret longing. For one brief moment, he considered relaxing his insistance on condition three but quickly corrected himself. It would be painful -- for both of them now -- but the pain would be temporary. To allow it to continue was not best for Kevin. It would be extraordinarily selfish of him to think of his own pleasure and not consider Kevin's long-term well being.

"Earth to grandpa! Do you read?"

Jolted from his thoughts, Jerry replied, "Sorry. I guess I got lost in my thoughts for a while."

"Whatcha thinking about?"

"Just thoughts," Jerry replied, reluctant to confess that he, too, would be sorry that the vacation would end.

Kevin sensed that Jerry was hiding something and probed, "Hey. I thought we were going to be honest with each other. I told you my secrets. It's only fair you tell me yours."

Jerry stared at the horizon for a while collecting his thoughts. "You're right, Kevin. You deserve to know. I just hope I can explain it in a way that you'll understand. Over the last few days, I've come to love you. Not the kind of love a grandfather has for his grandson but a love of one man for another. Back at the lake, my primary concern was helping you through a difficult time you were having over being gay. I thought then that having sex with you would help you understand what being gay is like. Don't get me wrong. I enjoyed it, too. But that's part of the problem. I got to enjoying it more an more. Not because it's sex. It's because it's sex with a person I love. I love you for your intellect and personality. I admire your beautiful body. I'm happy when I'm with you, especially when we share our bodies with each other. I find myself thinking of you as a lover and not a grandson. Frankly, Kevin, that scares the bejesus out of me. If we could freeze time and stay this way forever, I'd be the happiest man in the world. But that can't happen. We have to return to our lives. You have to finish school, go to college, and make a life for yourself. I'll have to go back to being your grandfather. As much as I love you and want to be with you -- because I love you the way I do -- I have to let you go. I have to insist that you find a partner and build a life together with him."

Jerry found that his spontaneous confession was emotionally draining and his tears began to flow before he had a chance to quell them. Kevin moved to sit next to Jerry and put an arm around his waist. "I love you, too, grandpa. I've always loved you as a grandpa. I love you even more now. I want to love you even after the vacation is over. I want us to be together. We can find a way."

Jerry stiffened and said, "No! It wouldn't be right for you. It wouldn't be right for me. You have to find someone your own age. Maybe I can find someone as well. Years from now, you'll look back and agree with me. Hopefully, you will thank me for insisting on it. But we can both look back at a glorious week we spent together. I know that I will always remember the gift you gave me -- a week of joy, a week in which you made my dreams come true."

"But grandpa..."

"No buts! The vacation will end. The sex will end. Until that time, we can be lovers but after that we will be grandfather and grandson. Please, let's not talk about it again. Instead, let's just enjoy each other while we can."

Jerry's tone and expression left no doubt as to his resolve. Kevin realized, first, that it would be completely futile to try to persuade his grandpa into changing his mind and second, that to do so would only make him angry. So he keep quiet. And thought. Ultimately, he concluded that his grandpa was right. There would simply be too many problems if they lived together. And then there was the age difference. Kevin correctly guessed that his grandpa was struggling to come to grips with the inevitability of old age, loss of virility, and perhaps infirmity. Arguing for a continuing relationship would only raise once more the specter of growing old and the last thing Kevin wanted was for his grandpa to be unhappy.

After several minutes of sitting quietly together, Jerry said with a somewhat artificial cheerfulness, "Let's hike down to that lake. Maybe we can find a secluded spot and do some skinny dipping."

Forty five minutes later, they arrived at the lake shore. Both of their spirits had lightened considerably and they were once again two people having fun. They found a hidden cove surrounded on three sides by forest and thick underbrush. "This looks like a safe spot to swim. I don't think anybody will see us here," Kevin observed as he took off his shirt. He took off his shoes and socks and was about to take off his trousers and briefs when he noticed that Jerry was not undressing. In fact, Jerry was doing nothing but watch him intently. "Don't you want to swim?" he asked.

"No," Jerry replied with an earnestness that took Kevin by surprise. "What I really want is to make love with you." Jerry, having admitted to Kevin -- and to himself -- that he now regarded Kevin as an ideal love partner and acutely aware that the time for showing that love was limited, made a decision. "I want to kiss and caress you. I want to love you while we can -- for as long and as often as I can. May I do that? Right here? Right now?"

Kevin didn't answer with words. His answer was a smile. He, too, wanted to indulge in intimacy with reckless abandon. Perhaps it would chase thoughts of ending the relationship from his mind. It certainly would bring him the ecstatic pleasures that he had longed for and might not experience for a long time after the vacation was over.

He removed his trousers and briefs, and stood naked before Jerry, proud of his body and pleased that Jerry admired it. He held his arms out to beckon Jerry to come to him. Jerry stepped to him and they locked in an embrace before kissing one another deeply. Breaking the kiss, he spread Kevin's clothing on the ground and gently guided him to lay on them. Then the love-making began in earnest. Jerry covered Kevin's chest and stomach with hands and mouth. This was no lesson in what it's like to be gay. This was the expression of adoring love. Certainly that's how Jerry felt about it.

Kevin, too, attached a new significance to the attention he was receiving -- it was far more meaningful than mere sexual stimulation. There was an odd mixture of tenderness and fervor as Jerry worked his way down to Kevin's newly erected cock. As Kevin felt Jerry's tongue and mouth on his cock, the now-familiar sensations grew stronger but there was a new, emotional component added. It was more than sexual gratification; it was the manifestation of genuine love. Kevin's orgasm, therefore, was far more momentous.

Neither Kevin nor Jerry recognized at the time that their relationship had just reached a point that would make it far more painful to bring it to an end than either had anticipated .

After a short time laying on the ground, Kevin said, "That was the best ever. Can I return the favor?"

"Not now," Jerry replied. "I'd like to just lie here for a while with a perfectly wonderful young man. Not a boy. Not my grandson. I'd like to pretend I'm with the lover that I always dreamed about who has brains, compassion, and a beautiful body."

That his grandpa had explicitly said that he wanted to pretend was odd for a mature adult who had always valued the rational and the practical. Kevin recognized, clearly for the first time, the torture that his grandpa had endured for more than 30 years and the profound impact their sex had had on him. He felt sorry for his grandpa but, more than that, empathy. "I love you, grandpa. I'll always love you. I know I can't continue to show you that love as a lover. You've made that very clear. But I'll always love you that way. I may find someone else but he'll never take your place in my heart. There will always be a special place for you."

Kevin's sincerity and simple eloquence brought tears to Jerry's eyes for the second time that day. Kevin's tears were his first of the day but no less meaningful.

To be continued...

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Posted: 10/05/07