All About Love Part XIV

Councilwoman Jean Grigway was seated on her couch in her den. Across from her sat her nephew Paul and his friend Drew. Pauls little brother Barry (not so little anymore at thirteen) sat on the carpet at his older brothers feet and he was becoming increasingly agitated and bored with the silence in the room.

“Damn! Isn’t anyone going to say anything?”
“Barry how many times do I have to tell you about your language?”
“I don’t know Aunt Jean,” he smiled. “How many?”
“Smart ass. Okay Paul…your trash talking brother is right. Why are we here?” 

Paul licked his lips nervously and his eyes darted from the top of his brothers head, to his Aunts expecting look and finally to the equally nervous young man sitting uncomfortably close to him. There was no way to do it except to just come out and say it. He licked his lips again, glanced at Drew with a quick smile and blurted it out.

“Drew and I are gay!”

For a few moments nobody in the room moved or spoke. Barry stopped fidgeting and Jean sat stock still with no hint of emotion on her face. This was the face she used when facing down a political opponent and Paul and Drew nervously waited it out.

Now it has been said, by someone long dead and gone, that a child shall lead them. So to that end Barry spoke first.
“Oh big news! Stop the presses! What do ‘ya think? The ‘ole lady and I live under a freaking rock?”
Pauls jaw dropped and his quick glance at Drew showed him with the same shocked expression.
“Well…I…that is we thought…”

At that point Jean Grigway burst out laughing…loudly!

“Oh…m-my…God! I mean…this is just to f-f-funny. The kid is right though! Him and the ‘ole laady haven’t been living under a rock….you two have!”
By this time she was on her knees next to Barry and the two of them were holding each other as their fit of laughter grew louder and longer. They were uncontrollable with it. Drew looked at Paul with horror and Paul narrowed his eyes as he watched his Aunt and little brother have a huge laugh at their expense.

“Oh God,” he said when they didn’t show any signs of stopping. “I can’t take this anymore. Come on Drew…let’s get out of this nut house!”
As they rose from the couch together and made their way around the two people rolling around on the carpet, Jean and Barry started calling out to them.
“W-Wait P-Paul,” Barry shrieked. “T-Tell us s-something we d-don’t know!”
“Y-Yeah,” His aunt chimed in. “L-Like w-where do b-babies come from?”
“Yeah! C-Cause inquiring minds w-w-wanna know!”

She and Barry looked at each other again and fell apart as tears streamed down their faces.
“Oh God Aunt Jean,” Barry gasped. “Babies?”
“What about you,” she said between breaths. “Inquiring minds?”

They held each other up as their laughter continued and it felt good. Granted, not so good for Paul and Drew but, it was just the right medicine they needed and they continued laughing long after the would-be confessors were gone.

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A half hour later Drew and Paul found themselves upstairs in Drews house. They were in his bedroom and were seated on the bed talking.
“That went a lot easier than I ever thought it would,” Drew said.
“Humph! ‘Ya think? Paul snorted. “I mean…could they have laughed any harder?”
“Well you have to admit it was kind’ve funny.”

Paul looked at Drew with amazement. “Stop looking at me like I have six heads! Just think about it. All this time we’ve been sneaking around and the whole time they knew! When you stop to think about it the joke was on us.”
“I guess,” Paul smiled slightly. “They were kind’ve funny.” Then he laughed out loud. “My God! I can’t believe my baby brother knew about us this whole time.”
“I know. I bet he’s got some stories to tell”
“Well since we’re alone in your house, ‘cause your parents went shopping, why don’t we give him another story to tell?”
“What do you mean?”
“This.” Paul placed his hand on the back of Drews neck and slowly brought his head foreward to place a gentle kiss on his soft lips. Drew responded by letting the tip of his tongue slide over Pauls lips until they opened their mouths simultaneously and started sucking on each others tongues slowly with increased passion and urgency. As the kiss deepened they slowly wrapped their arms around each other and fell back on the bed kicking off their sneakers as they did so. They wasted no time in peeling off the remainder of their clothes and, right after they did, Paul rose gracefully from the bed and pulled Drew up with him to lead him over to his computer desk.

Paul cleared the desk of papers, books and other loose objects and made a rather large and empty space. He pulled Drew to him causing their raging hardons to collide and kissed him once more. Then he lifted him effortlessly into the air and sat him down on the desk. He pushed him back and forced his legs wide apart with his knee as he looked down on him.

Drew didn’t flinch or look away, but stared right into his face as he felt Pauls fingers probing his asshole, spreading it wide, and now Paul looked down at it as Drews eyes glazed over with lust.
Paul parted his cheeks with both hands, leaned over and placed his mouth over the tight, hot opening so he could start licking, sucking and stabbing the entrance with his tongue. 

Drew felt his face burning red hot and he rocked his hips back and forth with lewd desire. His head rolled to and fro as he started to cry out from the sheer ecstasy that Paul was causing with his mouth. He was munching, nibbling, nipping and sucking for all he was worth. Drew was gasping for breath and clutching the edge of the desk causing his knuckles to turn white and the tips of his fingers to turn blood red as Paul continued his onslaught without mercy.

Then Paul lifted his head and started licking the spot just under Drews balls causing Drew to groan from deep in his chest. Paul moved his head slowly upward until he captured not just one but both of Drews cum filled orbs in his mouth. He rolled them around slowly and sucked on them mercilessly. At the same time his fingers were being gently inserted into the dark recess of Drews bunghole.
“Uuuugh! Fuck baby,” Drew hissed. “You’re driving me wild.”

In answer, Paul realeased Drews balls and ran his tongue slowly and sensuously up the underside of Drews seven inch shaft. When he got to the blood filled head he engulfed it with his mouth and pushed his two fingers as far as they could go into Drews hole. He slid his mouth down the length of Drews shaft as his fingers fucked him with wild abandon. Drews eyes rolled to the back of his head and he thought he would pass out just as Paul finally pulled his fingers out of his tight hole and his mouth off his cock. Then he grabbed Drew by the wrests, pulled him upright and covered his mouth with his own.

He placed his hands behind Drews back and pulled him forward to the edge of the desk. Bending slightly, he leaned in, took aim and shoved his steel rod deep into the bowels of his boyfriend without releasing his hold on his mouth. Then, he placed his hands under Drews ass, lifted him up and half walked, half stumbled, with the impaled Drew to the bed where he laid him back gently so as not to slip out and started pumping him slowly with long, deliberate strokes.

Drews hardon was pulsing and throbbing wildly between them and he wished that he could touch it, rub its silky smooth hardness and bring himself to a quick end. But there was no need. It was being stroked between their youthful, hard flat bellies and already leaking massive amounts of precum as Paul worked him back and forth on his thrusting cock. 

Pauls movements lifted him slightly off the bed each time he moved in and out. He increased the tempo and the faster he went the harder he worked. Harder and harder and harder still. 
Drew did not even realize that Paul was cradling his head in his right hand as he forced his tongue deeper into his mouth. The only thing he felt was the tremendous explosion as pleasure washed through his cock and then his mouth clamped shut on Pauls and his body went taut and weightless, until with a loud cry and deep chested moan, he had his final shattering orgasam.

It seemed to last forever. Pauls mouth sucking the cry out of him, holding him tighter until at last he he gave one final, mighty thrust and his own cum raced up his steel shaft and deep into Drew. Drew, who heard Paul groan deep in his throat as his hips froze and then rode him in a frenzy of quick, jerking motions.

Suddenly the room and the air around them was still and silent. Paul held Drew gently as they spiraled back down to earth. His cock was still buried inside of Drew and it jerked involuntarily as it released the last of his juice. Then he slowly eased himself out and Drew moaned softly in his throat. But, they were still kissing only this time more gently, slowly and deliberately. As if on cue, they both shuddered once as they continued to kiss quietly in the aftermath of their frenzied love making.

Pity though. Drew should have locked his bedroom door. You see…what they didn’t know was that his parents had abandoned their shopping plans and had returned unexpectedly. When they heard their son crying out, they raced upstairs. Neither of the boys heard the door open or the muffled gasp of Drews mother as she stared with wide-eyed horror at the spectacle taking place on his bed. Neither did they hear his father clamp his hand over his mothers mouth as he rushed her out of the room and closed the door behind them. To say they were in shock doesn’t begin to describe what they were feeling. 

Oh…I’m sorry. Didn’t I tell you? Drews parents didn’t know their sons dirty little secret. Then, there is the tiny matter of Drews last name. It’s Fabrizio. 
He is the only child born to the Reverend and Mrs. Andrew Fabrizio of the First Babtist Church of Junctionville, Georgia.

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The next morning dawned bright and early in the Parson house. Scott was downstairs drinking his second cup of coffee as Jack walked slowly into the kitchen. He was dressed only in his boxers. His hair was all disheveled and his eyes had dark rings around them. A testament to his sleepless night.

“You have to snap out of this funk Jack,” his father said quietly. “Nobody could have guessed what was going to happen the other night to Robbie.”
Jack stared at his father blankly and silently went to the counter to get himself some coffee.

“Oh no you don’t!” His father jumped up and retrieved the cup from his sons hand. “No coffee for you young man. You need a hot breakfast, a shower and then some more sleep.”
“Dad,” Jack mumbled quietly. “P-Please don’t baby me. I’ll be fine I promise.”

The phone rang and Jack looked at his son desperately before he shrugged and silently placed the cup back in his sons hand. Then he walked over to the wall and picked up the phone.
Jack distantly heard his dad talking into the phone and didn’t even turn around when he felt his hand on his shoulder.
“Go take that shower Jack. We’re going to the hospital…Robbies awake.”

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TO BE CONTINUED...