Friends' All
by:
Will B
(Copyright
2007 by the Author)
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I would like to dedicate this chapter to my fellow author and friend, JDF. (Will B).
From Chapter 9
Jake and Sarah have become engaged, and plan their wedding, with help from Tom and Joan Dixon.
Chapter 10
Wedding Preparations
The weeks before the wedding were busy ones for the Schultz and Dixon households. Jake and Sarah had found a synagogue where the rabbi would marry them in a simple ceremony. Tom and Joan were busy preparing for a reception in the synagogue’s social hall. Matt and Gary could be seen and heard whispering and laughing. Their lawn care business had prospered and they had quite a bit of money saved.
Labor Day fell on September 3, and the wedding was set for Thursday August 30, so that Jake and Sarah would have a long weekend for their honeymoon.
Al and Steve were going to their lakeside cabin immediately after the ceremony, and Pete and Joe were going with them, Al asked Sarah and Tom and Joan if they could take Matt and Gary with them. Sarah and Joan talked about it, and decided that it would be good for the boys to go with the four men..
Sarah looked at Al and said, “I know you and Al and Pete and Joe are all good men, please just look after the boys.”
She then called Adele Pritchett at the Division of Social Services and asked if it would be permissible for Matt to go with Pete and Joe, and Al and Steve to the cabin. Adele replied, “Mrs. Schultz, I know Pete and Joe are decent young men, and they will not let anything happen to Matt and his friend. I would suggest that you and the other boy’s parents prepare notarized statements giving the four adults powers of attorney to deal with any medical emergencies that might arise.”
“Thank you, Mrs. Pritchett. That’s a good idea. We will take care of that right away.”
“Mrs., Schultz, may I wish you and your husband every happiness in your wedding,” Mrs. Pritchett concluded.
“Thank you. I think when we get back, Jake and I will be coming to talk to you about the possibility of adopting Matt as our own son.”
“That’s wonderful! I will look forward to that visit,“ Mrs. Pritchett said. As she hung up, she could be seen wiping her eyes—tears of happiness, of course.
The Wedding
Thursday dawned bright and clear. Matt and Gary were at the synagogue, dressed in new dark suits, white shirts, and blue ties, as they were to be ushers, escorting the guests to their seats. Al and Steve were there, Pete and Joe were there, and so were Jack and Peggy Johnson, and Sally Johnson, Al’s family were there also, as were many of Sarah’s friends and Jake’s friends and coworkers at the store.
The synagogue had a huppah, a canopy supported by four poles. This represented the dwelling that the bride and groom would soon share.
At a given signal, Sarah, and Matt, and accompanied by Sally Johnson and Joan Dixon entered by one door. Sarah was wearing a floor length blue dress trimmed with white lace, and a cameo brooch that had belonged to Sarah’s mother. A veil covered her head and face. Matt stood straight and tall as he offered his arm and Sarah placed her hand on his arm. Matt looked as serious and proud as the Duke of Edinburgh looked as he escorted the queen to her first State Opening of Parliament.
Jake escorted by Steve and Tom Dixon came in by another door. The party met under the huppah and the four attendants moved off to either side of the couple.
Rabbi Goldschmidt greeted the company and then asked:
“Jacob Abraham Fishbein do you take Sarah. . . .?”
“Sarah Kahn Schultz, do you take Jacob , , , ?”
Jack looked at his wife Peggy. She was wiping her eyes with a handkerchief. Peggy was in her seventh month, and Jack thought she had never looked more beautiful.
“Jacob, do you promise . . . .?”
“Sarah, do you promise . . .?
Joan Dixon looked at her husband, Tom. He was surreptitiously wiping his eyes. Joan smiled, and put her hand on his.
“I do . . . .,” said Jake.
“I do . . . . ,” said Sarah.
Matt and Gary punched each other on the shoulder.
The rabbi recited the traditional blessings and prayers and stopped. “Sarah, I ask God Almighty for a special blessing for you. You have suffered in a foreign land, found and lost your first husband, lost and found your brother, and you have opened your home and your heart to a young man who had no home. Now you have a husband and a son. I pray God will continue to bless you.”
The congregation said, “Ahmein!”
Turning to Jake the Rabbi said, “Jake, you have known sorrow in the past in the deaths of your wife and son. Now you have found a new wife, and a son. I pray God will continue to bless you.”
The congregation said, “Ahmein!”
Rabbi Goldschmidt turned to Matt and said, “Matt, remember the commandment to honor your father and mother that your days may be long in the land. I pray God will continue to bless you.”
The congregation said, “Ahmein!”
“Now,” The Rabbi continued, “by the authority vested in me, I pronounce Jacob and Sarah man and wife.”
Jake and Sarah drank some wine and then Jake smashed the glass under his right foot.
The newly married couple did not kiss, but the looks they exchanged were so warm and tender that the heat would surely have melted the glass shards on the floor.
The Reception
Tom and Joan had arranged a magnificent reception. First came the traditional dances. The Horah had everyone form two circles, one for men and one for women. The two rings danced and swayed in opposite directions while the orchestra played Hava Nagila.
Next came the Handkerchief Dance. Jake and Sarah were each lifted up on chairs, and held on to the ends of one handkerchief. They could not drop it while being paraded around the dance floor.
There was an elegant sit down dinner of salad, chicken, mashed potatoes and peas with dish of fruit to follow.
There were speeches of congratulations. The last speech was made by Steve, who wished the couple well, and ended with the toast l’chaim! To life!
At this point Matt and Gary came to the center of the floor, bowed to Jake and Sarah, and announced that they, “The Dufus Duo,” would like to entertain everyone with a few songs from a movie that had appeared a few years earlier, High Society,
“The movie starred Grace Kelly, Bing Crosby, Frank Sinatra, Celeste Holm, and Louis “Satchmo” Armstrong,” said Matt.
“The songs were by Cole Porter,” Gary added.
The two stunningly handsome young men, turned their backs on the audience, took off their coats and ties, wrapped white towels around their middles, like aprons, and each picked up a tray with three empty wine glasses glued to it, clicked on a tape recorder and came back to face the guests and sang:
Matt: Who has an itch
To be filthy rich?
Gary: Who gives a hoot
For a lot of loot?
Matt: who longs to live
A life of perfect ease?
Gary: And be swamped by necessary luxuries?
Matt: Who wants to be a millionaire?
Gary: I don't.
Matt: Have flashy flunkeys ev'rywhere?
Gary: I don't.
Matt: Who wants the bother of a country estate?
Gary: A country estate is something I'd hate!
Matt: Who wants to wallow in champagne?
Gary: I don't.
Matt: Who wants a supersonic plane?
Gary: I don't.
Gary: Who wants a marble swimming pool too?
Matt: I don't.
Matt and Gary: And I don't
'Cause all I want is you.
When the song was over, there was a lot of applause. Then the two guys went back to the table where they had their props laid out. Each took off his “apron” put on a clip-on bow tie, his suit coat and a top hat, and came back to the floor and sang
Matt: Well, did you evah?
What a swell party this is!
What frails, what frocks!
What furs, what rocks!
Gary: What gaiety!
It's all too exquis!
Matt: The French Champagne!
Gary; So good for the brain!
Matt: That band, it's the end!
Gary: Kindly don't fall down, my friend.
Matt: Have you heard? Professor Munch
Ate his wife and divorced his lunch.
Gary: Well, did you evah?
What a swell party this is!
Have you heard? The Countess Krupp
Crossed the bridge when the bridge was up.
Matt: Well, did you evah?
Matt and Gary: What a swell party this is!
Matt: Have you heard that Mimsie Starr
Just got pinched in a sailor's bar?
Gary: Well, did you evah?
What a swell party this is!
Have you heard that Uncle Newt
Forgot to open his parachute?
Matt: Well, did you evah?
What a swell party this is!
It's great, it's grand!
Matt: It's wonderland!
Gary: What soup, what fish!
That beef, what dish!
Matt: That grouse, so rare!
That old Camembert!
Gary: That Baba au Rhum!
Matt: Will you please move over, chum?
Gary: Have you heard that poor dear Blanche
Got run down by an avalanche?
Gary: Well, did you evah?
Gary: What a swell party this is!
Have you heard? It's in the stars
Next July we collide with Mars.
Matt: Well, did you evah?
Matt and Gary: What a swell party this is!
That song got even more laughter and applause;
Then Matt and Gary went and stood behind Jake and Sarah, looked down on them with smiles, and then looked at each other, and sang;
Matt and Gary: Sun-tanned, Wind-blown
Honeymooners at last alone.
Feeling far above par.
Oh, how lucky we are!
While
Gary: I give to you and you give to me,
True love, true love.
Matt: So on and on it'll always be,
True love, true love.
Gary and Matt: For you and I
Have a guardian angel on high,
With nothin' to do.
Gary: But to give to you and to give to me,
Matt: Love forever true.
Gary: For you and I
Have a guardian angel on high,
Matt: With nothin' to do.
Matt and Gary: But to give to you and to give to me,
Love forever true.
Love forever true.
The applause was deafening. Sarah got up and gave each of the boys a hug and a kiss. Jake gave each of them a “one-armed hug.”
The orchestra struck up Franz Lehar’s “Gold and Silver Waltz.” Now, it was not customary for Jewish men and women to dance with each other, but. . . . BUT . . .
Jacob said “Mrs. Fishbein would you do me the honor of dancing with me?”
Sarah replied, “Mr. Fishbein, at the risk of the shocking the Rabbi and our friends, I WILL.”
Jake took his wife into his arms and they glided across the floor in a Viennese waltz
Rabbi Goldschmidt looked as if he were about to say something, but his wife gave him a wifely look, and said “Goldschmidt, make the happy feet with me and (she whispered in his ear, and you and I will make the happy talk later this evening).”
The Rabbi turned to Tom and said :”Oy veh! I have studied the Torah and the Talmud, and all the learned writings, but one thing I have learned better than all the others,. When your wife wants something, it’s best to do as she says.”
Tom said, “Yes, Rabbi, that is certainly right!”
The Rabbi and his wife did a stately waltz. Tom and Joan did waltz a trifle faster. Jack and Peggy stood and did a slow dance, just holding each other tightly. The other guests took to the floor and did their own steps in that delicious three-quarter time.
Gary whispered to Matt, “I wish we could . . .”
“I know Gary, maybe sometime, somewhere we’ll be able to,” Matt replied.
The music ended. The guests applauded. Sarah and Jake cut the cake. I think my readers will be happy to know they did not “squish” the cake in each other’s face, but each gave the other a forkful of cake delicately, tenderly, and then. . . . and THEN! . . . They did kiss each other.
And so, they were married. God bless them!
The Cabin at the Lake.
It was late Thursday when Al and Steve, Pete and Joe, and Matt and Gary arrived at the cabin in Al’s white Oldsmobile station wagon, with its blue interior. It was too late to go swimming, so the six friends settled in, lit the fire in the fireplace, and just sat and talked about the events of the day. They decided that the next morning they would do some fishing, and then swim in the afternoon. The four adults had decided that it would be best if everyone wore swim trunks, because it would not be appropriate for the four men to bare their all in front of the two teens.
The next morning, the guys took turns going out in the rowboat while the other four either fished off the short pier, or just sat in deck chairs and talked.
The afternoon was great for swimming. There was the usual amount of splashing and horseplay, but as the day progressed, Al and Steve noticed that Matt and Gary were looking more and more pensive. After supper, Al said to Matt, “Let’s go for a short walk, buddy.”
As they walked clockwise around the shore of the lake, Al asked, “Everything OK with you and Gary?”
“Sure, Al. it is. IT IS!. . . only.”
At the cabin, Steve said “Gary, let’s let Pete and Joe have some private time, and you and I can run into town. There are a couple of things I want to get.”
As they drive into town, Steve asked, “How are things going with you and Matt?”
“Just great, Steve. We really care for each other. It’s just that. . . .”
Al said, ”Only what, Matt? Look, you know that Steve and I are a couple, and you and Gary seem to have strong feelings for each other. If there’s something bothering you, and you want to talk about it, I’m ready to listen. I won’t give any advice unless you want me to. I’ll just listen.”
“Al, Gary and I have expressed our feelings in many ways. We have . . . you know. Explored . . . . But I feel that there is just something missing. Some element . . . Oh, I don’t know . . . “
Gary was saying to Steve, “ We care for each other deeply, and I think we are coming to realize that we love each other, and we want to share our lives, but there’s one thing we haven’t done. . . “
“Let me ask you a couple of questions, Gary. If there is any one question you don’t want to answer, just say ‘no comment.’ OK?”
“Sure, Steve.”
“Have you two kissed?”
“Yes.”
Have you two masturbated, or jerked each other off?”
“Yes.”
Al asked Matt, “Have you taken each other in your mouths, your penises, I mean.”
“Yes.”
“Have you given each other blow jobs simultaneously?”
“Yes.”
Steve stopped the station wagon in front of an all night drug store.
“Gary, have you and Matt had anal sex?”
“Uh, no comment.”
“That’s all right. Gary, I understand.”
“Steve, I want to, but I don’t know what Matt would say if I suggested it. And thank you Steve. My Dad is a great guy, and very understanding, but I don’t think I could ever have had this conversation with him.”
“Gary, maybe it’s because I am a comparative stranger to you, and I because I am not your father. Now you wait in the car, while I get a few things in the store. Then maybe we can get some ice cream before we head back to the cabin.”
“Matt, I want you to talk to Gary about your desire to have anal sex with him. Open communication is an important part of any relationship. (Pause) Well, here we are back at the cabin. I’m glad we had this talk. I hope it makes you feel better about some things.”
“I’m glad too, Al. I’m glad we are all friends.”
It wasn’t long before Steve and Gary came in. Gary was carrying a half-gallon of Rocky Road Ice Cream, and Steve was carrying some packages.
The six men enjoyed the ice cream and then went off to their rooms to enjoy some other desserts. As hosts, Al and Steve had given Matt and Gary their room, and were going to sleep in the main room in front of the fire.
The next morning after breakfast, Al said to the group “Steve and I want to have a discussion, and Pete and Joe I would appreciate it if you would stay and maybe put your two cents in. We are going to talk about some topics in a dispassionate manner, but we hope that we all can learn something.”
“Matt and Gary, Steve and I had a talk last night, and we have some thoughts we want to share with you. Please ask questions if you like, but please listen.”
Al went on, “There are many ways people show love. The most important thing is to think of the other person first. Think about what is important to them, what they like, or what they don’t like.”
Steve said, “There are many ways of expressing love, by actions, by words, and by physical expression of love, sometime called sex, but it’s more than that. It’s doing whatever the other person wants by making sure that if you are having sex, be sure your partner ‘gets his or her rocks off,’ just was you want to get yours off.”
Pete added, “Joe and I have been in a committed, caring relationship longer than any other couple in this room. We have found what turns the other on. Whether we are ‘making love’ or just shooting our cum onto or into each other, we want the other to enjoy it too.”
“And man, can you shoot,” said Joe. Everyone laughed and guffawed. His remark helped to break the tension. “There are some things that we all need to think about. One of these is hygiene. I know that if I don’t brush my teeth in the morning, Pete and his little Petey don’t want anything to do with me.”
“Damn right, man, and if I don’t use some deodorant after a sweaty time, little Joey doesn’t come anywhere near me,” said Pete. There was more laughter.
Al continued, “There are many ways to express love. By grinding crotches, by mutual masturbation, by oral sex, and by anal sex.” The room got very quiet. Pete and Joe looked at each other and nodded.
“But hygiene, cleanliness, is important here too. Nobody wants ‘Prune Danish’ on his dick! So it’s important for each person to clean themselves out before letting someone ‘poke their hole with their pole,’ if you will excuse the awful rhyme. Steve and I try to be very careful about this.”
Matt and Gary noticed Pete and Joe looking at each other and nodding and smiling.
“Anybody have any questions? Al asked.
“Does anal sex hurt?” Gary asked.
“Maybe at first at least, but the pain soon gives way to intense feelings,” Joe answered.
“Sometimes people use lubricating jelly, such as doctors use,” Steve remarked.
“If you are patient, and listen to your partner, you will soon get into the rhythm of it,” Al added.
Matt and Gary looked at each other, with a smile slowly appearing on each face.
Steve then took out the bags he had brought from the drug store. “Matt and Gary, I have brought some personal items for the two of you, you are new to man-sex, and you may not have thought to bring anything like this. Or, you may have these items already. If you do, just save these as replacements.”
“Al and I thought you might need a douche bag, and we brought each of you a tube of lubricating jelly. We hope you both know that we want you to be able to do whatever you want.”
Matt and Gary were too stunned, drained, filled up, to say anything. They just silently mouthed their thanks, took their packages and departed for their bed room.
Al and Steve looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief. Pete and Joe gave each other a thumbs up.
The next day was a little too cool for swimming, so at lunch, Al said, “Steve and I thought we might go into town and catch a movie this afternoon. Pete, do you and Joe want to go too?”
“Uh? Uh? Oh! Sure,” said Joe. We’d like that, wouldn’t we Pete?”
“Yup,” was Pete’s reply.
“Gary, do you and Matt want to go with us?”
“Ummm, no, thank you, Al. I think I’d like to stay here and catch some zzzz’s. Dufus here has a tendency to snore, and I didn’t get a lot of sleep last night,” Gary said.
“Snore! Well, I like that. I was gonna go to the movie, but now I think I’ll stay here with ‘Dufus Two’ and make sure he doesn’t get much rest, Snore, my ass!”
After the four older men had left, Matt and Gary went to their room, and held each other tightly in each other’s arms. They began kissing, and slowly, Matt began to ease Gary’s shorts down below his hips. Gary put his fingers inside Matt’s waist band and began to move Matt’s shorts slowly down to the floor..
Matt looked at Gary, and said, “My love, I want you in me in the deepest sense.”
“And I want you in me,” said Gary.
To be continued.
Feedback always
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As usual thanks to DD and E for their excellent
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Author’s Note:
Thanks as always to my gimlet-eyed reviewers. Readers, I think we should all send a note of congratulations tour web-master. He has brought tickietories to the number 1 spot, again.
Posted: 09/14/07