too,” he said.
After that, Betsy followed them back to the house. She had been planning to drive
back to Atlanta, but Gregory insisted she spend the night. Kadin was awkward about it at
first, but he knew how to sit back and listen. He cooked frozen crab cakes and French
fries while Gregory showed her around the property. At the dinner table, she was quiet.
She kept staring at Kadin and raising her right eyebrow. But he eventually charmed her
with his soft voice and his dark, good looks. When he told her he’d been married once
and was now raising three children, she pressed her palm to her throat and gave Gregory
a look. Betsy wasn’t the motherly type—she tolerated other people’s children, but never
fully understood why they needed to have them around. And when Kadin told her he was
the same attorney who had just won that recently publicized case, she dropped her fork
on her plate.
Evidently, he was nothing at all like she’d expected a homosexual man to be.
Kadin and Gregory showed no outward affection in front of her. They knew the
rules: they were still years away from knowing and understanding words and phrases like “gay” and “coming out of the closet.” Back then, if there was a gay party, it didn’t mean
the men were dancing with each other. It meant everyone was having fun.
They didn’t touch or exchange knowing looks, and they didn’t give her cause to
think they were anything other than two best buddies who were very fond of each other.
It was best that way; she knew all about them without having to see or hear anything that
would have made her uncomfortable.
When she left on Monday morning, she shook Kadin’s hand and said, “It was nice
meeting you. I hope we can be friends in the future.”
He smiled and nodded. “I hope so too,” he said.
Gregory walked her to the car and opened the door. “I’m sorry things didn’t work
out as planned,” he said.
She forced a smile and said, “I’m sorry, too. But Kadin seems like a good man,
and you and I will always be good friends.”
“He is,” Gregory said. “I’ve always known that.”
She sat down behind the wheel and looked up at him. Then she smoothed out her
dress. “But three children? Are you prepared to deal with all that?” When she said the
word
children
, her face scrunched up and she shook her head fast.
He shrugged and said, “I’ll figure it out somehow.”
When Gregory watched her pull away from the house, a light, easy feeling came
over him.
Later that night, when they were out front, Kadin in the love seat and Gregory
swaying back and forth in the rocking chair beside him, Kadin said, “I’ve taken this week off. I’ve canceled all my appointments until the kids come home so we can spend every
minute together.”
Gregory stopped rocking and looked at him. “I’ve been thinking about the
children,” he said. “How are we going to deal with them and our relationship?” They
couldn’t be ignored. You didn’t just move a virtual stranger into kids’ homes without an
explanation.
“The same way we’re going to deal with everyone else,” Kadin said. “We’re not
going to explain ourselves to anyone. You’re going to move in here and we’re going to
live our lives. I’ll introduce you as a very good, old friend who has come to stay for a
while.” He reached out and held his hand. “As long as we keep a semblance of dignity at
all times, no one will have reason to question us.”
Gregory frowned. “We’ll have to have separate bedrooms,” he said. “I’ve been
thinking about that, too. We can’t share the same bedroom with three children in the
house.”
“It’s a big house,” Kadin said, “You can take the guest room next to my room.
There’s already an adjoining bathroom, and when the kids are asleep, you can come to
my bed, or I’ll go to yours.” Then he laughed and said, “And you can escape my snoring,
in case you haven’t noticed it.”
Gregory smiled. Kadin had already thought of everything. His mind must have
been turning in circles all weekend, planning their future. “What if they ask questions?”
“We’ll handle them as they come up,” Kadin said. He squeezed his hand and
looked into his eyes. “We’re not doing anything wrong. We’re two decent people who
finally found each other after many lonely years. There’s nothing to feel guilty about.” Gregory sighed. “Wait until I tell my parents, especially my mother. When she
hears I’m not going back to Atlanta, trust me, it could get very ugly.”
Kadin grabbed his leg and said, “Right now we have the rest of the week, and it’s
going to fly by fast. We’ll deal with your family, too. Why don’t you take off your pants
now and sit down next to me?”
“Right here, on the front porch?” he asked.
“No one’s coming up the driveway at this hour, and if they do, we can see the
lights in the distance,” Kadin said. He patted his lap a couple of times, and said,
“C’mon.”
Gregory removed his shoes and socks first, then he unzipped his slacks and pulled
them off with his underwear. When he took off his shirt and he was naked, his penis was
semi-erect. Kadin stared at him and his glazed eyes moved up and down. So Gregory
climbed up on his lap. Kadin leaned back, stretched his legs out and crossed them at the
ankle. Gregory straddled Kadin’s lower body and put his arms over his shoulders. Then
he leaned forward, arched his back, and kissed him on the mouth.
“I should get undressed,” Kadin said.
“Keep your clothes on this time,” he said. “It’s sexier this way.”
When he felt Kadin’s large, strong hands rest on both sides of his ass, he stuck his
tongue into his mouth as deep as it would go. Kadin rubbed his soft skin, squeezing hard
each time Gregory sucked on his tongue. Gregory had had his share of men in the Army,
and a few more after that in Atlanta. But none of those men could make his heart beat as
fast as Kadin could. None of them could make his penis hard with the touch of one finger. And that’s all it took with Kadin. He only had to touch Gregory lightly and he became
aroused.
But he wasn’t touching him with just one finger that night. He ran his hands all
over his body while they kissed. He rubbed the inside of Gregory’s thighs, squeezed the
backs of his legs, and spread his ass cheeks as wide as they would go. When he finally
touched his anus with the tip of his finger, Gregory’s head went back and he moaned.
“You like when I do that, don’t you?” Kadin said, “You really like it when I touch
you there.”
His finger slowly circled the opening. Gregory’s eyes were closed and his mouth
was open. “Ah, yes,” he whispered. Then he lowered his ass to his hand and started to
rock back and forth.
“You’re very naughty tonight,” Kadin said. “Sitting on my lap naked, seducing
me this way.”
“Wait until you see what I’m going to do to you,” Gregory said. “You’ll never be
the same again.”
A minute later, his hand went to Kadin’s fly and he pulled down the zipper. Kadin
uncrossed his feet and spread his legs wider. Gregory reached into his pants and held the
shaft of his penis. He was hard, just as hard as Gregory was. So he went down on his
knees and started to lick the base of Kadin’s shaft. He pressed his tongue against his thick
vein and licked up toward the head. When he reached the head, he wrapped his full lips
around it and sucked back fast.
Kadin’s legs moved back and forth while he sucked. He put his hands behind his
head and locked his fingers together. Gregory’s mouth opened wider and he sucked it all the way to the back of his throat. He kept it there for a moment without moving his head.
He shoved his tongue against the bottom and applied more pressure. The fabric of
Kadin’s pants was rough against his lips. When he inhaled through his nostrils, he could
smell the masculine dampness between his legs. Kadin moaned a couple of times and
grabbed both sides of his face. He held his head in his palms and pulled it deeper into his
groin.
Gregory sucked him off until Kadin was ready to explode. He always knew when
he was ready, because his right leg stretched out and wiggled, and pre-come began to drip
from his opening. He could taste the salty flavor, so he swallowed back and sucked
harder for more. Kadin would have been perfectly content to come like this. Gregory
knew he was a man who loved getting head. But Gregory wanted more that night. He
wanted Kadin inside him again; he wanted the man he loved to fill his body with that
love.
So he lifted his head and let the penis fall from his mouth. It fell back against
Kadin’s belt buckle. Then he climbed back up on his lap and straddled his waist so he
could slip it inside and ride it.
Gregory moved slowly, with his back arched and his ass high in the air. For an
instant, he thought about poor Betsy. She was probably back home now, in her bed,
reading another mystery novel. She would have been shocked to see him doing these
sexual things to Kadin. She would have opened her mouth and covered it with her hand
to hold back the horror. And she would have been especially shocked to see how he could
take Kadin’s extra-large penis all the way to the back of his throat without gagging. But the thing that would have made her fall off the porch was when he pressed the
tip of Kadin’s penis to the opening of his anus. She would have blacked out cold, if she’d
seen him sit back and take all nine inches with a huge smile on his face. He’d already
prepared for this ahead of time. While Kadin had been clearing the dinner dishes from the
table, he’d been upstairs in the bathroom pre-lubing his hole. He’d lathered it with
Vaseline inside and out so that when he and Kadin were ready, all he had to do was stick
it inside and ride.
Kadin wasn’t surprised. He didn’t even notice his hole was already slick. He was
enjoying himself too much to care about details. So Gregory placed his hands on his
shoulders and rocked his hips back and forth. Kadin moaned and held his waist. He
helped guide his body back and forth to create more friction. Gregory concentrated hard
and tightened the lips of his anus. They clamped down hard on Kadin’s shaft, and he
started going up and down on his lap. The springs in the love seat started to squeak; he
rode fast and kept his hole as tight as possible.
Gregory had strong legs and he was double-jointed. Riding Kadin’s penis this
way wasn’t difficult for him. Actually, he preferred doing it this way, because in this
position the shaft hit his prostate in such a way that his entire body began to tighten with
pre-orgasmic sensations. He maintained a constant rhythm, up to a certain point.
Whenever Kadin came close to orgasm, he slowed down and changed the pace. He knew
how to keep him on the brink of climax indefinitely. He wanted the moment to last. He
liked riding him and wanted to postpone the climax until Kadin couldn’t take anymore.
But Kadin finally took a deep breath and said, “I’m so close, babe. Just go a little
faster now.” He smiled and rode faster. “Come inside me,” Gregory whispered.
Kadin moaned out loud and slapped his ass. “Here it comes, babe. I’m coming.”
He slapped his ass again and shouted, “Ah, yeah.”
Gregory held his own penis and jerked off. They both came at the same time.
Kadin exploded inside his body. Gregory jerked out a load so powerful, it flew into the
air over Kadin’s head and landed on the window behind the bench. He’d always been one
of those guys who really shot a powerful load; it wasn’t just a metaphor with him. When
there was a big dick up his ass pressing against his prostate, he shot even farther. If the
window hadn’t been there, there was no telling how far it would have gone.
After they came, Gregory sat down on Kadin’s lap and continued to rock back
and forth. Then he kissed him on the lips and said, “I love you so much.”
Chapter Fourteen
A nurse was taking Gregory’s blood pressure when Kadin went into the sunroom
on Monday. They took his vitals twice a day. They would have taken Kadin’s, too, if he’d
let them. But he didn’t think it was necessary. It was already after ten thirty and he was
usually there by nine.
He was late because he’d been writing another blog post early that morning. He’d
missed writing over the weekend because of the visit from their children. But he knew
Gregory wouldn’t notice. His concept of time was usually driven by his meals and his
