A Marine Called Jason
(Revised)
by: Peter

(© 2007-2015 by the Author)
 

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Chapter 93
Vibes from Devon 

I wasn’t keenly aware of the boys’ sex life but Kyle didn’t have to tell me he’d lost his virginity.  I happened to be up to go to the bathroom when the boys came in from their double date. I didn’t see Devon but I knew right away, just from the look on Kyle’s face that he wasn’t a virgin anymore.  It was something like a deer-in-the-headlights look; he wasn’t expecting me to be up, and there he was, face to face with me, with that guilty look on his face.

We just looked at each other for brief moment.

“Is there something you wanta tell me?” I asked, to break the impasse.

"Well, it happened, if that's what you're wondering,” he said bravely.

“I see.  How was it?”

“Everything I expected, and more,” he said.

“Good. The first time often doesn’t live up to expectations,” I said.

“This did.”

“I’m glad for that, Son.  Did you remember the condoms?”

“Yes, sir.”

There was the briefest, awkward pause.

“Do you want to talk anymore about it?” I asked.

“No, I don’t think so. Not right now anyway,” he replied.

“All right.  Good night, then.”

“Good night, Dad.”

I was at my door, he was at his when he stopped me.

“Dad.”

“Yes?”  I turned.

"It wasn't tonight," he said.

"What wasn't tonight?"

"I didn't lose my virginity tonight."

"Oh?"

"It wasn't my first time."

"Oh, I see."

"I'd be lying to you if I let you believe that.  Truth is, I got a girl to come out and spend the whole night when you and Jason were in San Diego."

"Well, somehow that doesn't surprise me," I said.  "In a way, I guess I would've expected that to happen."

"You're probably the only dad in the world who would say that."

"I doubt that.  I know I'm not the only dad in the world who would've probably tried the same thing in your shoes," I said.  "But that wasn't what you came in to tell me, was it?"

"No, I….I wanted to say, I understand you and Jason better.”

I looked at him with a scowl of surprise; it seemed an odd thing for him to say.

“I mean, how you feel about each other.”

“Possibly, you do, somewhat,” I said. “But whether you do or not, I truly appreciate that you’re trying.”

“I think I do. I love this girl.  Not the one who spent the night, she's a slut, every boy's dream.  I'm talking about Angie.”

“Don’t get hurt, Son. Love hurts sometimes.  Don’t get hurt.”

He nodded.  “Good night, Dad.”  Then he turned into his room.

I went into my room, with an ache in my heart.  I couldn’t say it, but I knew he was going to be hurt.  A guy’s first love almost never turned out to be his first true love.

Back in bed, I told Jason about Kyle. He smiled.

“They doubled tonight, didn’t they?” Jason asked.  “I wonder how Devon made out.”

“Kyle didn’t say. But he said the strangest thing. He said he better understood about you and me--how we feel about each other--because he’s in love with this girl.”

“Wow! When did he figure us out?”

“I don’t know.”

“What’d you say?”

“I told him that I appreciated that he was trying to understand.”

“Well, it’ll be interesting to see if it comes up again, and how,” Jason said.

The next morning--Sunday--Kyle and I were up first, fixing breakfast. Devon and Jason were still asleep. He was quiet and, I thought, a little embarrassed, perhaps to be alone with me with last night looming over our heads.

“Are you okay, Son?” I asked.

“Yeah. Sure.”

“Does it still feel the same this morning as it did last night?” I asked.

“What do you mean?”

“You’re not having second thoughts?”

“No.”

“Sometimes things look different in the light of day, after the euphoria has worn off,” I said.

“When does the euphoria wear off?” he asked.

“Well, they say you never forget your first piece of ass,” I said.

"She wasn't," he said.

"Also, you never forget your first love," I said.

“Do you remember yours?” he asked.

"My first love or my first piece of ass?  They were one and the same," I told him.

"Do you remember her?"

“Yes. But I don’t remember her name.”

“That’s terrible,” he said, laughing.  “I won’t ever forget Angie’s name. I think I want to marry her, Dad.”

“Hold that thought for a few years, Son,” I said.  “By the way, you guys doubled last night; how was Devon’s date?”   

“Devon isn’t a virgin anymore either,” he said.  "But that didn't happen last night either."

“Oh, really. How do you know that for sure?”

"Same girl, while you guys were gone," he said.

"What about last night?" I asked.

He laughed.  “He was in the back seat doing the same thing with Jennifer that I was doing in the front seat with Angie.”

“I hope he remembered condoms,” I said.

“I gave him one of mine.  Yours.  But I don't think he enjoys it with girls like I do.  Both times, I think he did it just because he was with me. I'm not going to put him in that position again.  I've tried to get him to rethink the bi thing but I think he's on track.  He, uh….he's found someone."

“Wonderful.  Jason will be happy to hear that.”

"It's not a girl.  They met at football camp.  You can’t tell Jason,” he said quickly. “It’s up to Devon to tell him if and when he wants him to know." 

"All right.  Listen, Kyle…..”

“Yeah, Dad?”

“Last night, you said you better understand Jason and me, because you love this girl.  When did you figure things out?”

“I don’t really know an exact time.  It just gradually came to be in my mind. I mean, we’ve got four bedrooms in the house, and you and Jason sleep together. Then we….when we had this girl out to spend the night when you and Jason were gone, we did it with her in your bed, Dad, and that’s when I noticed the mirrors and how they were all arranged. It just rang a bell.  I hope you’re not mad that we used your bed.  Devon thought it was sort of an honor that he lost his virginity in your bed.”

“Well, the bunk beds would’ve been kinda crowded,” I said. 

“When were you going to tell us, Dad?” he asked.

“When you figured it out,” I said. “Has Devon figured it out?”

“We’ve talked about it,” he replied.

"And?"

He shrugged.  "It's not a big deal for either of us.  But you never said if you’re mad that we used your bed.”

“I’m not mad.”

“Good, because we…..”  He caught himself and looked embarrassed.

“What?” I asked.

“I shouldn’t be telling you,” he said.

“The cat’s ready half out of the bag, Kyle.”

“You have to promise you won’t say anything, not to Jason or Devon.”

“Okay.”

“Well, the other bigger honor was….Devon lost his virginity in more ways than one.  He gave his cherry to me a while back. A guy can have more than one virginity, you know.  But we thought it would be an honor for that to happen in your bed.”

“You and….you…..” I said.

“Yeah. I fucked Devon, putting it bluntly. And mildly,” he added with a soft chuckle.  “He asked me to.”

“Well. you’ve certainly broadened your horizons,” I said.

“You’re not disappointed with me?  I did it only because he asked me to.”

“No, of course not.  Anything between you and your brother is fine as long as it’s mutually agreeable.”

“It would never be otherwise,” he said.

To be continued...  

Posted: 05/15/15