The Professor and Sean II
By: Scotty
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Chapter 22

(Sean narrates)

After I left the stage and knew my performance was over, I felt as if a huge weight had been lifted from my shoulders. I had been thrilled by the reception of the audience because I knew that I had played well. Now I wanted Ry with me. I needed him, and I didn't want to wait. I stepped out of my dressing room just as Travis was passing by. I called to him,

"Travis, do you have time during intermission to do me a favor?"

"Sure, what can I do for you?"

I smiled, and punched Travis in his arm, and told him,

"Find Ry and tell him I need to speak to him. I need him now!

"You're the boss, Sean. I'll take care of it. By the way, have you seen Dr. Fillimore recently."

"Yes, he's gone out to the lobby and plans to enjoy the rest of the concert sitting in the audience. I would have joined him, but Dr. Coen asked that I remain backstage for the finale. He also told me that there would be people who expect to see me after the concert. That's why I'm here; otherwise, I would be out in the lobby now. Thanks for doing this favor for me."

"No problem, Sexy Man," he told me as he smiled and hurried away.

'I like Travis. He's a nice guy and I wouldn't mind spending some time with him and his partner. I know Ry would enjoy it also.' I thought to myself as I went back into my dressing room and closed the door.

Waiting for Ry to come backstage to see me seemed to occupy hours of time. Actually it was only a few minutes. There was no knock at the door because Ry rushed into the room, fear on his face. When I saw him, I felt like a shmuck.

"Sean, baby, what's the matter. You scared the hell out of me," he told me, his ashen face contorted and filled with alarm.

"Hon, I'm so sorry that I upset you. It's just that I wanted to be with you. If I frightened you, I apologize. Do you forgive me?" I asked concern in my voice.

Ry walked to me, grabbed me, pulled me tightly to his chest and kissed me softy and with emotion. My knees weakened at his touch and kiss; this was what I wanted: his love.

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(Ryan narrates)

After arriving at Sean's dressing room and determining that he was okay, I kissed him with great love knowing that he felt every emotion that I was feeling. We did not fall to the floor and make love. That could wait. I had much to tell him and I thought that now would be the perfect time. We broke our embrace, and as we sat on the sofa, I said to him,

"Baby, as you know we have to meet with the adoption committee on Wednesday when we return. I know that you are concerned about our living space at State. Well, I have something to ask you about that."

"What's happened?" he asked me with concern.

"Nothing has happened, but Greg told me about a house that just went on the market. It's a large Victorian place, not far from their home. It's huge; seven bedrooms, five full baths, two half baths, a great kitchen, lovely living room and dining room with paneling and great details. Greg knows the place well because he brought it back from years of misuse. It has all new electrical wiring and heating. In fact, the present owners also had full house air conditioning installed a couple of years ago. The grounds are first class, mainly because the present owners are both gardeners."

Sean remained silent. Since he didn't indicate anything to the contrary, I continued,

"It has a large family room, all new windows, updated insulation, and new paint. It's a beauty, Sean, a beauty! It will be expensive. I know we have the cabin to worry about, but I thought I should share what Greg told me."

Still no response from Sean. I was getting worried, but I chose to continue,

"Hey, it has a great pantry, enclosed porches, a three-car garage, and a great backyard with loads of space for growing boys."

Sean looked at me and smiled, he clasped my hands in his, turned to me, kissed me gently on the lips and said,

"Let's buy it!"

"Really, but, Baby, we haven't even seen it yet."

"I don't care. If Greg worked on it and thinks it's a good place to have for a family, then that's all I need to know. If we get... no, not if, but when we get the boys, I want to be sure that there's loads of room for them. I think each of them having their own room is a necessity. I know we have the cabin, but, Hon, that's for vacations, things like that."

"Wow! It doesn't take you long to make up your mind," I told him with a laugh.

Sean looked at me and I could tell from his look, that he was very serious. He cleared his throat, then spoke,

"There is one thing, though. I won't want to lose the townhouse, Hon. That has been our home, our love nest. I don't know how to handle that. It will be difficult to leave it. It will be worse for you, Hon. I mean, that was your home before you met me. I don't think I can give it up. What will we do about that?"

I thought to myself, 'Well, plunge right in. Tell him everything and see how he reacts.' So I proceeded to speak,

"There's something else, Sean. Mom and Dad have a plan that they discussed with me at dinner tonight. They didn't want to upset you with their idea until they had spoken with me."

He interrupted me,

"I don't understand. What plan could they have that would upset me?"

"They know you very well, Baby, and they didn't want to offend you, by offering something that you would wish to do on your own, or I should say, we would wish to do on our own."

With great impatience in his voice, he demanded,

"Are you going to tell me, or do I have to guess?"

"Sorry, Baby. It's like this, Mom and Dad want to buy the house as a gift to us as a family. They also want to purchase the townhouse as a place where they can stay so that they can be close to us and their new grandchildren."

"Ryan Taylor, you're kidding me, right? Come on, Ry, stop the shit. Let's have the truth."

"That is the truth," I quietly added.

Tears began to roll down his cheeks, and I realized again, that I had forgotten how little anyone had every done for him. No one had ever given him much except for Mrs. Foster, Father O'Rourke and the little Aunt Emily could do. I could tell how difficult it was for him to control his emotions, and I was proud of him and also torn up emotionally to watch him respond to this kindness. Finally, he hugged me tightly, and whispered to me in a voice rich in caring and filled with emotion,

"That's just too wonderful for words, Hon. Can Mom and Dad afford that, Ryan? It will involve a great many dollars. You and I could help, couldn't we? Isn't that just too much for them to do?"

"Baby, our Mom and Dad are comfortably well off. If they offered to do this, they can afford to do it. Anyway, they want to be a part of the family. You and I know we want the boys, but their desire for grandchildren surpasses our desire for a family. Imagine how much they want to help and be a part of our lives. They're even willing to purchase the townhouse so that they can live nearby when they choose to."

"Couldn't they just live in the big house with us and the boys?"

"They could, but they wouldn't. No, Sean, they want us to have our own place and raise our own family. They want to be around, but never interfere with our lives."

"I guess we let them do it then. I just wish we could do something to be a part of it? I know the cabin is running over estimates, but I have plenty of money. I think we need to talk to Dan about setting up some kind of trust or something so that the boys will have money for college."

I smiled at my lover, young in age chronologically, but emotionally and caring, many years beyond. I told him,

"They will accommodate us in anyway we choose. They want us to be happy and comfortable with what they want to do. It's really up to us. I think if we say no they would be disappointed, but they wouldn't love us any less. I want to do this, too. I want to help as you do. I know we can work it out. By the way, Mom wants to work with the decorator on decorating the house."

"It's settled, then. We can tell them as soon as the moment presents itself for us to do so."

A knock at the door prevented us from continuing the discussion.

"Mr. Kelly, please get ready to go on stage for the finale."

"Thank you," came Sean's prompt response.

"Your first encore was magnificent, Baby. I nearly lost it. It was so beautiful, so filled with meaning and emotion. Thank you for that, thank you for being you. I love you, Sean."

As he rose, checked himself in the mirror and walked to the door, he stopped, turned, and said,

"And I, my Lover, not only love you, but I have the hots for you all the time. Remind me sometime to tell you about Lou Wang. You'll be surprised. See you in a minute or two."

I was then alone in the room. I heard the applause for the end of the concert; then I stepped out of the room and listened as the applause rose, indicating that Sean had made his entrance onto the stage.

I stood alone backstage and listened as the orchestra and Sean played the national anthem, followed by God Bless America, which I am pleased to say, was sung by the entire audience. Then there was thunderous applause, which didn't seem to want to be stopped. Finally, I saw Sean and Dr. Coen exit into the backstage. They stopped and two gentlemen moved to the group and spoke for a few minutes. Then Dr. Coen walked with Sean toward me.

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(Ellen narrates)

It had been a wonderful concert. I was particularly partial to Sean. His playing was remarkable. How I loved that boy. How lucky Ryan had been in finding him. How lucky we were to have him as a son. And God willing, we will soon have grandchildren. I hope Sean will be able to accept our plan for the house and townhouse. Gerry is adamant about it. If they don't accept immediately, they will receive Gerry's practiced skill to get what he wants.

Everyone knew about the after-concert party at the hotel. Dr. Coen had invited the orchestra. I had invited all of our friends and included President and Mrs. Wilson. I also invited Mr. and Mrs. Beckman and their daughter Sue. There were so many friends in the audience that I would have filled two more hotel ballrooms with guests, but I had to stop somewhere.

Often in life, things happen for the best. As I thought back over the time when Ryan was so unhappy, I recalled wondering if he would ever find that happiness. Gerry and I knew that no amount of money, no home, or car, or travel, could fill that enormous void in his life.

Kevin seemed to be the one, but little did we know what was really going on in that relationship. If Gerry had known what Kevin was up to, I think he would have punched him out. Luckily when things seemed their worse, we began getting letters and phone calls and emails all singing the praises of Sean. Ryan's life was turned around by love.

It was so wonderful for us to see it happen. And then the beating and the fear that Sean would die. I thank God everyday that he didn't, because I fear that if he had, we would have lost Ryan. He would have gone insane, or worse yet, he might have committed suicide.

Now they are both happy and fulfilled. When they get the boys, they will have the family they both want. I know that Gerry has already spoken to attorneys from major firms to be on standby to get involved in the case if there is any indication of duplicity on the part of the committee.

With the concert finished, we were making our way backstage to congratulate Sean. All the extended family was there in a show of love and caring. Ry and Sean were fortunate young men to have made such a positive impression on so many people. Travis, the young man we met during intermission, met us and escorted us to Sean's dressing room. There was already a group of individuals waiting outside the open door. I recognized one of them as President Wilson. There would be a short wait.

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(Ryan narrates)

When Dr. Coen and Sean got to me and we began to walk back to the dressing room, Dr. Coen was in a pleasant and happy mood. He indicated that this was one of their most successful concerts. In fact, he said, there have been inquiries about the orchestra and Sean performing in other cities and at various colleges and universities. That would have to wait until he had time to discuss it with the administration. Nonetheless, it was a wonderful concert!

We had barely made it into the dressing room, when members of the board of trustees of Dr. Coen's college were congratulating Sean and Dr. Coen on the performance. I felt a little like the proverbial thorn on the rose. But I stayed, as I knew Mom and Dad and the others would be arriving soon. Sean's maturity showed as he graciously acknowledged the praise he was given.

When President and Mrs. Wilson arrived, I saw Sean tense a little. He had no need to become nervous, as all they could do is tell Sean in a number of ways how wonderful he was. I noticed Dr. Wilson whisper something into Sean's ear, which made him smile broadly. They stopped and chatted with me for a moment, indicating that they would certainly join us at the after concert get-together at the hotel. I smiled and told them that would be wonderful, not knowing for sure what they were really talking about.

At about that time, Mom and Dad, and all the others came into the dressing room. There was much hugging and kissing with Sean receiving such attention that I wondered if his head might increase so much that he wouldn't be able to get out the door. I then realized that it was sour grapes. Let him take the praise he so richly deserved. I think I knew at that moment that I was just a little jealous of him. I had no reason to be, as I did not possess any talent as magnificent as his.

When Mom got to him, she said something to him that caused him to look at me in wonder. I had no idea what was going on. Finally, Mom got to me and I was told about the after-concert party that they had arranged for the orchestra and invited guests. So that's what President Wilson was talking about. I knew why I hadn't been told because I would have advised them to forget it. Luckily they didn't tell me and the party was on.

Finally, after a long time, Dr. Coen suggested that he leave so that Sean could get ready to leave. Sean liked the idea. Aunt Emily and Father O'Rourke didn't seem the least bit tired and were ready to enjoy the party. Rog and Greg would take Cathy and Janet with them, and Dan and Craig would drive to the hotel on their own. Mom and Dad, and Emily and Father O'Rourke would hurry to get there soon to check out everything. Sean and I would be along shortly.

We closed the door and dropped to the sofa. We started to laugh. I asked,

"Baby, are you as pooped as I am?"

"Just about. But did you see and hear Aunt Emily and Father O'Rourke. They seemed primed for a good time. Both of them seemed so happy. I love both of them, Hon."

I knelt in front of Sean and removed his black shoes and socks. I stroked his beautiful feet, gently caressing his soles. I leaned forward and kissed the toes on his right foot. I was about to kiss the toes on this left foot, when he said,

"You had better stop that, Hon, or we'll never make the party. I would prefer to continue this, but we do have to make an appearance. This will have to wait until later tonight."

I caressed his feet one more time, and with a laugh said,

"Party poop!"

Laughing together, we got Sean out of his tuxedo and into some casual clothes. Any way he dressed (or undressed) he was a beauty. I told him that and he blushed, which made him even more sexy. Innocence is so becoming.

We collected all of his belongings and arranged for the flowers to be delivered to needy patients in the hospital, except for the roses, which were to be sent to our suite at the hotel. We took one last look around, and as we walked backstage toward the outside door, Sean stopped and stared out at the barren stage. He sighed deeply, turned and followed me out to the car.

Once in the car, Sean was in my arms immediately. We made out like a high school couple on prom night. After a while, we settled down and he told me,

"I got two offers for free college tonight. One was from Berklee School of Music, the other from Julliard. All expenses paid, even room and board. I told them I would have to think about it. You already know my decision. I love piano and music, but what I want most in life is you, my husband and lover, and the boys. I want a family."

"Look, Sean, I will do whatever I have to do to make sure you can pursue your music if that is what you want. I could never stand in your way. But I am overjoyed that you want the boys and me. We will never abandon your music."

"I can always teach the boys to play piano. Oh, I should tell you what President Wilson said to me tonight."

"I saw him whisper to you," I interrupted, "I wondered what he said to you."

Sean laughed and then giggled, saying,

"Maybe I should make it our little secret. But I won't. He told me that as long as he was President of State, there would be a place in the Music Department for me. He said that advanced degrees are important, but talent is more important. So I guess I have a job in the future."

As the car pulled to a stop in front of the hotel, the doorman hurried to open the door and assist us with our gear; I just had time to say,

"Lover, you already have a job with me, and I have much that I plan to do with you, starting tonight. But it's exciting that Wilson has told you this. He's quite a man, Sean. He was wonderful when you were hurt. I respect him and hold him in high regard. You need not worry as he is a man of his word."

"Good evening, gentlemen. Welcome. I'll have your things brought up to your room so that you can go directly to the ballroom and enjoy the party," said the efficient and well-trained doorman.

With a quick thank you, and a five-dollar tip into his waiting hand, we left the smiling doorman at the car, and made our way to the ballroom. There were a few people I didn't recognize outside the doors to the ballroom. When we got to the door, a young man dressed as a waiter asked who we were. When we told him, he smiled. He then asked us to wait for a moment.

He disappeared and when he returned, he opened the double doors and we walked into the ballroom, which was filled with happy people all of whom were applauding warmly and shouting 'Bravo!' I stepped aside a little from Sean and applauded with the rest of the guests. Sean blushed, and then bowed. Moving quickly to me, he took my hand and we headed to Mom and Dad.

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(Sean narrates)

After the reception at Symphony Hall following the concert, we arrived at the ballroom, I wanted nothing more than to just be one of the happy partygoers. But that wasn't easy as many in the orchestra wanted to speak with me and congratulate me on my performance. I was as gracious as I knew how to be, and with Ry's constant positive comments, I made it through.

When we had a moment alone with Mom and Dad, I told them that we would accept their plan, but would probably want to help in some way so that we would feel a part of the new house. They understood, and just about attacked us as they both hugged and kissed us. They were happy, and their happiness also made us glow a little. Aunt Emily and Father O'Rourke were also pleased.

Rog and Greg were ecstatic. Dan and Greg offered to help us with all the legal aspects. Cathy and Janet seemed relieved that we would be staying the course at State. We enjoyed all the food and drinks (all nonalcoholic) since so many in the orchestra were under age. No one seemed to mind, and there was a bar where those who were legal could get a drink.

The evening went well, and as it wore on I began to wear down. It had been two or three very emotional days. I finally went to Ryan who was in animated conversation with Cathy. When there was a break in the conversation, I asked to speak to him for a moment.

"What's the matter, Baby?" he asked.

"Hon, I am really tired. I think I want to do up to the room and get to bed. You don't have to come, though. Stay and enjoy the festivities," I replied.

He just laughed, and told me,

You have to be kidding! I'm not going to let you go to our suite alone. I am with you. Let's say good night to all our friends and make a date for breakfast tomorrow morning in the restaurant at nine. We'll let Mom take care of the invites and the details. She'll do it right.

After thanking Mom and Dad for the wonderful party and saying good night to our old and new friends, we quietly left the party and went to our suite.

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(Father O'Rourke)

This had been an absolutely wonderful day. I felt invigorated and young again. The concert had been spectacular, and all the new people I met made me forget my boring life at the retirement home.

It had been wonderful to be able to spend some time with Emily. She was happy and proud of Sean. When someone displays such talent, it is easy to be proud. In some ways, Sean would always be my son, so to speak. Ever since he was a little boy faced with that terrible tragedy, he had confided in me. I hope that I had just a little to do with the way he turned out.

Of course, Emily had taught Sean the piano. As she tells it, he quickly surpassed her and began to show her things. His ability to read music was phenomenal and his interpretation always amazed her. Nonetheless, she couldn't believe how he had matured as a pianist, how much he learned from Dr. Fillimore, and what an outstanding talent he was.

Ellen and Gerry Taylor are such wonderful parents. They love Ryan and Sean equally as brothers and sons. It is wonderful to watch their pride in the couple. And I see a sparkle and a hopeful happiness in them when they talk about the adoption and the boys as their grandchildren.

Frankly, Ryan is so perfect for Sean. That he loves him is obvious. He shows that love in so many ways, but he never treats Sean as a little boy. He accepts him as his equal, as his partner, and truly as his husband. I am so happy that I have lived long enough to see Sean this happy, this fulfilled.

I am ready to meet my Maker, but I pray that He will let me live long enough to see Sean and Ryan with the three boys becoming a happy family. That I truly want to see.

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(Ryan narrates)

When we arrived at our suite, we went directly to the bedroom. We undressed and put on our silk shorty pajamas. Sean needed to use the bathroom, and while he was in there, I went to the living room and checked the phone for messages. There was none. Back in the bedroom, I found Sean already in bed. He raised his head, smiled at me, and said,

"Hurry up, Hon. I want you here in bed with me."

I went to him and kissed him on the forehead.

"Don't worry, Baby, it will only take me a minute or two and I will be with you."

I hurried to the bathroom and attended to my needs. I don't think I had been gone more than two or three minutes, but when I returned, I was surprised to see my lover sleeping soundly. He had experienced a busy and emotional day. I slipped quietly into bed and moved to him. He sighed and moved to me, placing his head on my chest. I stroked his curly hair, and as I thought about us, our life together, our hopes for the future, I was overcome by intense emotion and tears ran down my face. I kissed the top of his head, switched off the lights, and within moments, joined my lover in a deep sleep.

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(Ryan continues)

I was awakened in the morning as Sean's warm lips moved across my nipples. I moved a little and reached for his head. He lifted his head before I could hold him, and giggled,

"Good morning, Hon. Did you sleep well?" I was laughing now and I said,

"I was sound asleep until someone bit my tits. I think I should bite his pug in retaliation."

I moved quickly and was immediately on top of Sean. He struggled, but not enough to get free. I turned and as I pushed the covers down, ran my face over his hard cock. He was pulling down my shorts as I worked on his. Finally, our cocks free from the restraint of clothing, we enjoyed each other in a hot 69. Horny from the lack of sex last night, we both shot our load quickly. We licked each other's penises of the remaining cum.

"Come on," I urged him, "we have to get our asses moving so that we can pack and get to breakfast by nine o'clock. We have a long drive, and on Wednesday we have to meet with the committee. And then there's the house that Mom and Dad want to purchase for us, and who knows what else."

"But I want to stay here with you. You're so warm and sexy. Can't we make love for a couple of hours?"

"No, Baby, we can't. I would like that, too. I'll make it up to you tonight when we're home. Come on, now, get that beautiful butt of yours out of bed. Hurry and we can take our shower together."

With that invitation, he was out of the bed almost instantly and in the shower. I followed him.

We had a leisurely shower, exploring each other's bodies, and enjoyed a semi-quick coupling with Sean facing the shower wall as I fucked between his legs. Neither of us reached a climax as we had just had sex. Nonetheless, this would take care of urges until later.

Dressing quickly and packing our stuff, we went down to the dining room to find everyone there except us. No one made any remarks and we were soon eating breakfast and discussing last night. It was a pleasant affair.

When breakfast was finished, we all said our good-byes. The only surprise was Mom and Dad's announcement that they wouldn't be coming back to State right away. They planned to stay a little longer in Boston, and would then drive to State. There were loads of hugs and kisses and some tears.

Aunt Emily had a difficult time saying goodbye to Sean. It was easier for Mom and Dad as they would be coming to State. Sean also promised Aunt Emily and Father O'Rourke that we would be in touch with them and let them know what was happening. We also mentioned that we would be sure to stop by and see them when we went to Vermont to check on the cabin.

Cathy and Janet were headed back to State, but planned to stop at a mall to do some shopping. Dan and Craig had plans to stay in Boston for a few more hours, and Rog and Greg would be heading back to State later in the afternoon.

Cathy and Janet were the first to leave, followed by Dan and Craig. Dan told me as he was leaving that he would be in touch on Monday about the arrangements for the meeting with the committee on Wednesday. Aunt Emily and Father O'Rourke were staying to have lunch with Mom and Dad, and then would be taken by limo to Vermont.

We left the dining room, having paid for everyone's breakfast and returned to our room to pick up our luggage and hanging clothes. A bellhop had accompanied us to our suite and took care of our baggage. After a look around the suite, and a quick moment at the piano, Sean was ready to leave. A quick kiss followed, and we were off to State. Some important things were scheduled in the next few days and we both were resolved on seeing that they all went well.

There is no certainty in life except death. All other happenings are subject to the whims of fate, or the clear plan of God. The future held promise for both of us, but no one can be certain of anything.

We would wait, live through those moments, and finally know how the immediate future would be.

Hopeful and prayerful we both were, but certain, we were not.

To be continued...

A special 'thank you' goes to my editor and proof reader, Wayne. His contribution is significant and greatly appreciated.

As Sean would say, "He's "Awesome!"

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