|The Man from Swift Current|
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|Chapter 125: Mom and Dad’s Contract|
Thursday morning dawned bright and beautiful. I wasn’t quite fully awake when I heard a tapping sound. I heard it a second time and I realized someone knocking at our door. I reached for the sheet to pull it up over us, because we had slept naked, and had kicked off the blankets during the night.
I shouted, “Come in!”
When the door opened, I saw it was Greg and Cory and I pushed the sheet off, giving them an eyeful.
I smiled at them and said, “Hey, guys.”
Cory’s eyes widened and he whistled. “You guys look good this morning.”
They sat down on the foot of the bed. Greg said, “I thought you guys were going to play football with us.”
I said, “We are.” I ran my hands over Rick’s chest and stomach down to his morning wood. I started stroking him and said, “Wake up sunshine.” I leaned over and kissed him. His eyes opened and he smiled up at me.
“Good morning, Babe,” he said. His arms encircled me, pulling me into a tight embrace. He kissed me deeply.
Greg said, “That’s what I call a ‘good morning’ kiss.”
Rick released me and smiled. “That is the only way to greet my guy.”
Cory said, “Yes, that is one way. The other is to wake him up by fucking his brains out!”
Rick grinned and pulled on his steel pole. “That’s what follows the good morning kiss.” Rick pulled me into his arms, his hands roaming my body.
The growing bulges in Greg and Cory’s bikini underwear made it obvious that they were becoming sexually aroused. Rick grinned and said, “You’re welcome to join us.”
They stripped and climbed in bed with us. Greg said, “I love this. I’m so glad that we get to see such hot studs in the morning.”
Rick said, “I feel the same way. I never dreamed I’d be part of family where I could be openly gay.”
Greg said, “I think it’s great! I’ve gotten so horny seeing you guys, I need some relief. Hey, let’s have our own little competition. I want to see who makes the most noise when they get fucked, Cory or Glenn.”
Rick laughed. “I’m up for it!”
Greg stroked his meat and responded, “So am I.”
Cory and I looked at each other and back at our guys, knowing we were going to get the best fuck of our lives!
Rick and Greg collapsed on top of us, their bodies glistening with sweat. Their combined masculine scents had taken me over the edge, bringing on the euphoria I have come to know as the hallmark of Rick’s powerful lovemaking. I glanced over at Cory, and saw he was in the same place. He met my eyes and grinned. Both of us had fallen in love with football players, so I completely understood how Cory felt after being fucked by Greg.
Cory turned his head to kiss his husband and said, “I love you.”
Greg whispered, “You are my life.”
Cory’s eyes glistened with unshed tears. “And you are mine.”
I heard their whispered conversation, and looked into Rick’s eyes. “Thank you, my love.”
Rick smiled and said, “You’re welcome, sweetheart. I love you.”
“And I you,” I replied, kissing him on the lips.
Greg rolled onto his side and pulled Cory close, spooning up against him. Greg smiled, as his eyes met mine. “There is nothing as hot as having sex while you two are hard at it at the same time.”
I said, “I think it’s pretty erotic, watching another couple having sex. Some might think it’s voyeuristic, but we only do it with very close friends.”
“Who else have you watched having sex?” Cory asked.
“Zach and Todd,” I said. “They have shared our bed, while Rick fucked me, and they fucked each other.”
Rick said, “They are our best friends. When Todd suggested we share a bed with them, I wasn’t sure about doing it. Zach assured me they would abide by our rules and would only fuck our own partners, but we could kiss and suck whomever we wanted.”
“It was an eye-opening experience for us,” I said.
Greg grinned and said, “I bet it was.”
Cory said, “They are good people. We like them a lot. Robbie and Adam are pretty great, as well.”
“The whole crew in Minneapolis is totally awesome,” I said. “I miss them a lot.”
Greg said, “I’m glad you convinced us to go the University of Minnesota-Twin Cities. Living with the guys has been the best thing to happen to us. I’ve been able to let go of some of my hurt and anger over Dad’s attack on us.”
Cory said, “It’s also allowed us to lose our fear of being harassed. We can be ourselves, without fear of someone beating us up. I never dreamed we would be sharing a house with a bunch of gay married guys.”
“I wish we had the same thing in Atlanta,” I said. “We have good friends, but it’s not the same thing. Sharing a place with other gay couples would be great,” I said.
Rick said, “I don’t miss it as much as Glenn does, because I never really lived there. I visited Glenn several times while I was on active duty, but I didn’t live there permanently.”
I said, “It was what I needed at the time.”
“We totally get it, because it’s what we need right now,” Cory said.
Greg said, “I’m going to change the subject, guys. I’m very curious to know something. Glenn, did your Mom ever tell you why she went back to your Dad?”
“No, she never did. She called us one night, and announced she was going back to him. I argued with her about it, but her mind was made up,” I said, trying not to show my disgust.
Rick said, “She said she had Dad where she wanted him, and she was satisfied they could start over.”
“I’m just not sure things will be any better than they were before she left him,” I said.
Before we could discuss it any further, there was another knock on the door. Rick shouted, “Who is it?”
“Come in,” Rick said.
Keith opened the door and walked in. He took one look at us, turned and closed the door behind him. “Don’t tell me what you guys have been up to. I don’t want to know.”
Despite Keith’s words, I watched his eyes devouring the sight of four completely naked, great looking guys. I knew Keith was straight, but I also knew he had at least some gay tendencies, based on our past experience with him before he married Kerry.
I grinned and said, “You’re welcome to join us. We won’t tell Kerry.” Keith blushed and looked away from us. He walked over and sat down on a chair next to the computer desk. I could see the bulge in his pants, giving away how aroused he was. “You know you’re always welcome to play with us.”
He finally looked over and met my gaze. I could see, reflected in his eyes, the internal struggle going on in his mind. I felt a small twinge of guilt at teasing him. Keith finally said, “Thanks, but no thanks, Glenn.”
I smiled and said, “I just wanted to let you know you’re loved and wanted.”
Keith laughed. “Thanks, Glenn, but I think you’re taken.”
Rick caressed my chest and said, “Yes, Glenn is already taken.”
Greg and Cory watched us with great interest. Greg had a puzzled expression on his face. He asked, “Keith, are you gay?”
“No, I’m not, but that doesn’t mean I don’t appreciate male beauty,” Keith said. Greg nodded his head, but he still had a funny expression on his face. Keith continued, “I had a major crush on Rick when we were in high school.
Greg smiled and said, “So you’re bi-sexual, then.”
“No, I’m straight. However, I’ve messed around with Rick and Glenn before; but more out of curiosity than from any real sexual attraction to them,” Keith explained. But, his expression, and the bulge in his pants, told us he wasn’t being completely truthful, at least not about his attraction to us.
Rick nibbled on my ear and whispered, “Don’t say anything, Glenn.”
I nodded my head, understanding exactly what he meant. If Keith wanted to share how much he loved being fucked by Rick with Greg and Cory, it would have to come from him. Admittedly, it had only happened once; but Keith’s pleasure from being fucked left no doubt in our minds he wasn’t completely straight. That day, Rick had asked my permission to fuck my cousin, and I had given my consent. I hadn’t realized Keith was jealous of me, until that day. That’s when I knew we had to do something to lance that pustule and drain the poison that had collected there. Rick correctly assessed the situation, and knew fucking Keith would reassure him that he still held a special place in Rick’s heart; because Keith’s jealousy of me had caused a rift between us. Afterward, Keith was confused, but we told him we loved him and being fucked by Rick hadn’t changed his sexual orientation. When he still seemed unsure what to do, we assured him he needed to move forward with his wedding plans. He had done just that and married Kerry.
Greg and Cory gave us a curious look, but they didn’t say anything more about it. Cory asked, “Are we going to play football this morning?”
Keith smiled and said, “That’s the plan. We don’t have much time before we’re supposed to be over at the school.”
Greg rolled out of bed and stood up. He pulled Cory to his feet and said, “We’ll see you guys downstairs in a few minutes. I think we need to get a quick shower before we go anywhere.”
I said, “The same here.”
Rick got up and pulled me into his arms. He kissed me and led me into our en suite. He turned on the water in the shower and adjusted the temperature. We stepped under the warm water and quickly cleaned up.
We dressed in our gym shorts and shirts, pulling on our sweats over the top. We then walked down the hall to Greg and Cory’s room and knocked on their door. Cory opened the door and said, “Come in, guys.”
We walked in and sat on their bed. Greg walked in from their en suite. Greg smiled and asked, “Are we ready?”
Rick said, “Yes, we’re ready to go.”
Cory said, “We should wear our sweat pants, Babe.”
Greg looked us over and said, “Okay, but I don’t think we’ll need them.”
Cory said, “We can pull them off after we get warmed up.”
“That’s what we planned to do,” Rick said.
Greg walked over to his dresser and pulled out his sweat pants. He pulled them on. Cory had already put on sweat pants and said, “Let’s go.”
We went downstairs and found the rest of the family eating breakfast. Jason, Tina’s husband, saw us and said, “Now we’re talking. I was beginning to think we were going to have to drag you guys out of bed.”
“We had things to take care of this morning,” I said, grinning broadly.
Jason put his hand up and said, “Don’t say any more.”
Greg laughed. “We’ll leave it to your imagination, then.”
Jason said, “I have a very vivid imagination, so I don’t need you to say anything else.” Jason was blushing, and gave an uncomfortable laugh.
We finished our breakfast and headed out the door. For our team, we had Bob, Jasper, Corey, Dylan, Greg, Cory, Jason, Roger, Keith, Eric, Gary, Jack, Uncle Stan, Dad, Grandpa, Rick and I. We drove over to the school and found Grandma’s cousins waiting for us.
Grandpa walked over to Grandma’s cousin, Jay Campbell. He shook hands and said, “Jay, let me introduce you to our family.” He pointed at us as he named us.
Jay said, “Nice to meet all of you. Let me introduce you to your cousins.” He did the same for his family. “These are my sons Emmett, Talmadge, Japeth and Orin. These are their boys, Jerome, Gerald, Jamie, Aaron, Robert, Mark, David and Sean. Chris, I think you have us outnumbered, but I believe we can hold our own.”
Grandpa said, “I can be the referee, if you’ll have me.”
Jay said, “That will work. I’ll be the other referee. I think we’re ready. We’ve drawn out the gridlines on the field and set up the cones for the goal posts.”
“Who are the team captains?” Grandpa asked.
Emmett stepped forward. “I’m the team captain for the Campbells.”
Bob said, “I’ll be the captain for our team.” He looked around to see if there was any dissent. Seeing none, he stepped forward.
Grandpa pulled a coin out of his pocket and tossed it into the air. “Call it in the air.”
Emmett said, “Heads.”
It was heads. Emmett said, “We’re first to take possession of the ball.”
We took the ball and went to our end of the field. We made our plans and then kicked off the game. We played hard and managed to pull off a win. We all shook hands and complimented our cousins on the good game. On the way back to Grandpa’s house, I looked over at Rick and said, “You and Greg played very well today.”
Rick smiled and said, “We did okay.”
Greg agreed. “Rick’s right. We weren’t the best, but we were good enough to be able to win.”
We pulled into the driveway and piled out of our cars. Jason came over and clapped Greg and Rick on the back. “You guys were totally awesome!”
Greg smiled and said, “You mean we were pretty good for a couple of gay guys.”
Jason laughed and said, “Straight or gay, you were both good.”
“I’m glad to hear you say it. I was beginning to think you had something against gays,” Greg said.
“I used to have an issue with gays; but since I’ve come to know you guys, I’ve had to reevaluate my feelings about gays,” Jason said.
“But you’re still not comfortable with us,” I stated.
“You’re right about that, but I’m making an effort to understand you. I know you love Rick very much, and I can also see how well suited Greg and Cory are for each other,” Jason said. “I’ve also watched Uncle Bob and Uncle Corey and their husbands. I’m convinced their relationships are the same as mine and Tina’s.”
Cory said, “I wish the rest of the world would accept the fact our marriage is the same as everyone else’s.”
We entered the house and were met by Grandma. She said, “To the showers with all of you.”
Rick said, “Yes, Ma’am.”
Grandma smiled and said, “That’s right.”
After we got cleaned up, we returned to the kitchen. Grandma put us to work setting the table. The turkey smelled wonderful! Thanksgiving dinner was fantastic!
We spent the next few days enjoying the company of our family. As we prepared to leave for Atlanta, Mom pulled us aside. Rick and I sat on the couch across from her. We waited for her to speak.
She said, “I know you have your doubts about the wisdom of my returning to your Dad.”
I said, “Yes, but I’ve seen a change in him.”
“Yes, there has been a change, for the better. That is why I returned to him. Now, do you understand why I made my decision?” she asked.
Rick nodded his head. “I think so. You want to give him a second chance.”
“Yes, I do, because I still love him; despite all of his faults,” she said. “Can you accept my decision?” She looked directly at me, and I slowly nodded my head.
“I will support you, and try to find it in my heart to forgive him for what he did to you,” I said. As I said the words, I was amazed to find I really meant them. I had held a grudge against my father for so long, I didn’t know what it was like not to have those hard feelings in my heart. Dad had violated the trust I had in him when he disowned Randy; and, when he had tried to split me and Rick apart, he further opened the wounds that already existed. The final straw had been his betrayal of his wedding vows. My hurt and anger had turned to hatred for the man. I still held him in utter contempt and Mom’s decision to return to him had been like rubbing salt in my wounds. However, these last few days, I had seen a different side to my father. I had discussed it with Rick last night. Now that she had directly confronted me about her decision to return to my father, I knew I had to support her, even if it meant trying to make amends with him.
She saw me struggling with my feelings and said, “Rick, will you help Glenn?”
Rick nodded his head. “I will do my best, Mom, but I’m not a miracle worker. Dad will have to prove himself to us.”
She said, “I understand that. I can promise you he will, because he wants me to stay with him. As part of our written agreement, I included a condition that he repair the damage caused by his behavior toward his sons.”
I gave my mother a surprised look. “You have a written agreement?”
“Yes, I told your Dad I wasn’t coming back without a written contract between us clearly laying out, in detail, the terms of our new relationship,” she said.
I smiled and said, “You must have driven a pretty hard bargain.”
“She did,” Dad said, as he came into the room, taking a seat next to my mother. “I am learning a lot about your mother that I overlooked before.”
Mom took his hand in hers. “We are forging a new, stronger and better relationship. I’m asking for you to support us in our efforts to remake our marriage.”
“I already said I would,” I said.
“But that includes forgiving your father for his past offenses,” she said, looking me in the eye.
Rick laughed and said, “Glenn, your mother is not going to let you get away with a half-hearted answer.” He put his arm around my shoulders.
She smiled and said, “I’m not into the ‘I’ll give it try,’ routine. Either you’ll do it, or you won’t.”
I looked at my father for a long moment, before I turned to my mother. “I will forgive him, but it does not mean I have to associate with him, or have him in my home, until he has proven himself worthy of my trust. He does not have a written contract with me as he does with you. Neither of you can change the past nor can either of you heal the deep wounds he inflicted on us. It will take time for us to heal.”
Dad said, “But can you help us help you to regain the trust I destroyed?”
Rick leaned over and whispered in my ear, “I’ll be by your side, no matter what your decision is.” I turned my head toward him, and he kissed me.
I looked at my parents and said, “We will work with you as much as we can; but our relationship comes first. My first priority is making my partner happy.”
Mom smiled and said, “That is as it should be. The only thing missing is the wedding rings on your fingers.” She put her hand up to forestall any comment from Rick. “I know about your commitment to your military, but it doesn’t mean you can’t at least propose marriage to my son. I think an extended engagement would be okay, don’t you?”
Rick swallowed hard and said, “I’ll give it some serious thought.”
I laughed and said, “Rick has already said he will marry me, Mom.”
“I know, but it would be nice if you two would make it a formal engagement,” Mom said.
I squeezed Rick’s hand and said, “I’m working on that angle already, Mom.”
Randy and Shawn came into the room. I looked up at them and asked, “Did Mom and Dad talk with you guys, as well?”
“Yes, they talked to us yesterday,” Randy said.
Shawn said, “We are okay with their request of us. We struggled with it at first, as you are; but we have come to terms with it, and have committed to helping them in their endeavor to reform their relationship.”
Randy said, “Besides, you need to concentrate all of your efforts on keeping Rick happy. You won’t have enough energy left over to hold onto your grudges.”
I said, “I guess you’re right, Randy.”
“I know I am,” Randy said. “I have a full-time job keeping Shawn happy. I can’t imagine Rick is any less demanding.”
Rick laughed. “Yes, I require Glenn’s undivided attention. He’s the center of my universe, and I’m the center of his.”
Shawn said, “That is as it should be. Don’t you agree, Mom?”
She smiled and said, “Yes, I do.”
Keith poked his head into the room and said, “Are you guys ready to go?”
Rick said, “Yes, I think we’re ready.”
We stood up and walked over to my parents. We hugged them both. “Call us and let us know you arrived safely,” Mom said.
“We will,” I said.
Dad said, “Rick, thank you for taking care of my son.”
Rick nodded his head in acknowledgment. “You’re most welcome.”
We bid Shawn and Randy farewell, along with all the rest of the family. Jack ran up to us and put his arms up. “Hugs!”
Rick scooped him up and hugged him. I knelt beside Miriam and gave her a hug and a kiss. “Good bye, Miriam. I’ll see you at Christmas.”
She smiled and said, “Okay. I’ll miss you.”
“I’ll miss you, too,” I said. We had become very close over the last few days. Miriam showed me her drawings and the cross-stitch she was working on. She shared many of her secrets with me.
Jack said, “I’ll miss you, Uncle Rick.”
“I’ll miss you, too, buddy,” Rick replied. “Promise me you’ll take care of your parents for me.”
“I will,” he said, proudly.
We said our good byes to the rest of the family and piled into our car. We followed Keith and Kerry out of the driveway, following the country lane until it joined the main highway. After driving a few miles, we hit the Interstate highway and sped toward Atlanta.
I looked over at Rick and said, “I had a great time. Did you?”
“Yes, I did,” Rick said. “We had plenty of drama; but over all, it was a great holiday with family.”
“What do you think about Mom and Dad’s contract?” I asked.
“I think it’s okay if it works for them,” Rick said. “I’m glad you stood your ground, Glenn. I know I’m not ready to sweep the past under the rug and pretend nothing ever happened.”
“Thank you for telling me that. I was beginning to think I was being extremely selfish by not giving into my mother’s wishes,” I said.
“No, you weren’t being selfish. I look at it as self-preservation, given your Dad’s history with us,” Rick said. “I’m comfortable where things stand right now. He needs to provide us with more than a few words spoken in front of his wife to make me believe he’s really changed.”
“I’m glad we see eye to eye on this,” I said.
We chatted about many things on our drive home. When we walked into the condo, we put our stuff away. Rick pulled me into his arms and said, “It’s time for us to go to bed, Babe.”
I smiled and said, “Let’s shower first.”
Rick said, “My thoughts exactly. I intend to seduce you tonight, sweetheart.”
I gave him broad grin and said, “I was thinking I was going to seduce you, instead.”
“Why don’t we seduce each other?” Rick asked, huskily.
I led him to our en suite and helped him out of his clothes. He turned on the shower and adjusted the temperature. I did a strip tease routine as I stripped off my clothes. By the time I finished, Rick was hard as a rock and very, very aroused! I grinned at him and asked, “Am I doing a good job?”
He growled as he pounced on me and pulled me into the shower with him! Our passions were running high, creating a raging inferno between us. I felt Rick’s love for me in every fiber of my body!
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