Andrew's Father, Part V ( The final saga)

I woke up to the wonderful feeling of Father Williams planting soft gentle kisses all over the back of my neck & spin. His warm masculine body felt splendid still cuddled up tightly next to mine. He was so very pleasant as he worked his lips up & down ever so tenderly over my smooth skin. I knew I had been sleeping for quite a while for I had several really long & deep dreams. As I struggled to open my eyes, I grabbed his arm gently which was still firmly wrapped around me. Once he realized I had stirred, he whispered very softly, “Did you get a good nap?”

I stretched my legs and asked still half asleep, “Ah, what time is it?”

He replied almost 2:30 PM. Indeed we were tired for we had slept almost three and a half hours. When I asked how long he had been up, he replied about ten minutes. He added he just laid there admiring me while he woke up.

I rolled us over still half asleep until he was flat on his back and my head rested on his firm right shoulder. As I struggled to open my eyes, I rubbed my hand all over his chest combing my fingers through those lovely chest hairs of his. When I finally got my eyes open, his ravishing left nipple came into full focus. It tempted me to the point of where I placed my hand on it and coddled it gently with my fingers.

He then kindly asked, “Shall we order a pot of coffee from room service?”

The idea sounded great! But then the thought of the food server catching me in bed without my clothes on earlier that day suddenly came back to haunt me. I thought about it for a few seconds and said to myself, “ Oh, What the hell--he doesn’t know who I am anyway.”

I told Father Williams coffee sounded great cause it always brought me back to life.

But before I let him pick up the phone, I needed to kiss his juicy nipple that I was toying with my fingers. So I leaned over and planted soft gentle kisses all over it. He chuckled and said, “Careful, you are going to get me horny again and between yesterday and this morning, I think we’ve fooled around enough.”

I smiled, then allowed him to reach over, pick up the phone and dial room service.

Just after he ordered and put the phone down, I slide under the covers and kissed his flaccid cock up & down about ten times. He let out a chuckle and said “Gzeeeez Robby --I think that little nap you had revived you.”

We hastily got of bed and got dressed before the coffee arrived. He turned the TV on and we started watching the final round of the golf tournament while we waited. About ten minutes later, there was a knock. Rather than hiding from the server in the bathroom, I said to myself, “What the hell--he’s already seen me in bed without my clothes on--so why hide now--especially since I’m dressed and no longer in bed?” Sure enough when Father Williams opened the door the very same guy walked in with the pot of coffee. It was the first time I had come face to face with a stranger who knew that I was a homosexual.

Father Williams grabbed the check from him and went over to the table to sign it. The server who was about 30 or so kindly asked with a smile, “So are you guys going out for New Year’s tonight?”

Father Williams looked up at him and politely replied, “Well I have one party I have to go to and he’s (meaning me ) got another party to attend.”

Father Williams then asked, “How ‘bout you--you going out?”

He smiled and replied , “Heck yea-- can’t wait-- I get off at six o’clock.”

So Father Williams casually asked, “Oh, and where are you going?”

The food server good-naturedly smiled and replied, “ Oh--I’m probably going to a bar with some of my friends.”

Father Williams beamed and then inquired as to the bar. The server politely replied that he was going to, “Mary’s” in downtown Davenport. Father Williams looked up at him as he handed him the signed check and said , “Well I hope you have a good time and Happy New Year to you.”

The server replied with a smile on his face, “Well, happy New Year to you guys too.”

Just as he turned and walked out the door, Father Williams looked over at me as I sat there on the end of the bed. He laughed and said, “See Robby, I told you that guy could have very well been a fraternity brother, and guess what? He is!”

A puzzled look crossed my face cause I didn’t know what the hell he was talking about. He explained that a fraternity brother was code for another gay guy. When I asked how he knew that for sure, he replied, “ Cause he’s going to Mary’s for New Year’s--and Mary’s is the only gay bar in Davenport.”

Immediately I chuckled cause I felt kind of stupid that I had gotten so paranoid over him seeing me in bed that morning. I figured if anything, I bet that guy wished he could have stripped down and joined us. Any fears that I had remaining over the incident quickly vanished. I had suddenly gotten in such a good mood that I got up off the edge of the bed, walked over to him while he sat in his chair sipping coffee and gave him a huge wet kiss. Before he could say anything, I sat in his lap once again facing him and stroked my fingers through his beautiful black hair.

I must have tempted him a little too much because he unbuttoned my shirt just enough so he could poke his head in and kiss my nipples which of course I knew by now was one of his favorite things to do to me.

Once he finished playing with them, he said, “Why don’t you take off your clothes sweetboy while I pour you a cup of coffee?”

His request was music to me ears so I stripped right down. Once again an incredible feeling came over me the second I pulled off my jeans and underwear and stood naked before a full clothed man--especially since it was in front of him.

I sat back down in his lap and we drank two cups of coffee each while we chatted. He asked what time I had to be at my party. I informed him that my Mom wanted me home by six o’clock so I could get dressed and we could be there by seven.

When we finished our coffee, we laid across the bed on our sides with him cuddled up behind me and watched a really old movie, “Jaws.” We flicked back and forth between it and the golf tournament. It was kind of fun watching a movie naked with a clothed man at my side. I think he wanted to get undressed too, but he knew just how much it turned me on when only I was the bare one.

When the movie ended, I looked up at the clock. It was a little after five o’clock. I informed him that I better get dressed and going if I wanted to be home by six. But by now he insisted that he drive me because he didn’t want me to go out into the cold and wait for the bus--especially since it was already dark outside.

Given I only lived a few miles away and it would only take a few minutes by car, I wanted him to take off his clothes, lay on top of me and kiss me like we did that morning. So in a jokingly way I agreed to let him drive me home only if he agreed to my request which I knew he was all to glad to do. I quickly helped him out of clothes and then laid flat on my back. He then mounted me as I wrapped my arms back around his firm shoulder blades and we deep frenched ever so passionately. When our lips parted he looked into my eyes with those beautiful blue ones of his and asked sincerely, “Robby did you really mean what you said about me today--that you love me?”

I looked deep into his eyes this time and simply replied, “Well--I mean, I wouldn’t have said it if I didn’t mean it.”

My comment literally floored him and he quickly inserted his tongue back deep into my mouth as if he couldn’t get enough of me. Once again I rubbed my hands all over his naked back and beautiful masculine ass like I did that morning just to reinforce the fact that my statement was more than mere words.

Afterwards we both got out of bed and dressed. I could tell he was starting to get a little down cause we had no real plan to hookup again. I told him that I would phone him sometime during the week to see if we could get together for the coming weekend. Then I said, “Too bad we both have parties to go to--Id just soon stay here and we could celebrate New Year’s in this room.”

Father Williams smiled and replied, “Yea I know---I was just thinking the same thing,” as he planted a quick kiss on my lips.

He picked up his keys and told me to wait up in the room for about ten minutes until he could warm up his car and bring it around to the front of the lobby. Then he explained that all I had to do was hurry out and no one would know that we were together.

Sure enough I did just as he said and when I walked out the lobby door, I could hardly believe my eyes. He was waiting for me in a brand new cherry-red corvette. I quickly jumped in and he peeled away. As I sat there in awe he laughed outloud and asked, “What’s the matter Robby--didn’t you know priests like corvettes too?”

I looked over at him with a smile and replied, “Well I sure know now that they do.”

I quickly gave him directions to my house. As we drove along he reached over and grabbed my hand. I thought his gesture was really sweet so I interlocked our fingers and squeezed them just as he leaned over and kissed me.

When we reached the street my house was on, I asked him to let me off on the corner and I would walk a few houses down to my front door. He pulled the car over to the curb, looked both ways to make sure no one was around, squeezed our interlocked fingers together and gave me one final kiss on my lips. When I got out and closed the door, he rolled down the passenger window looking somewhat dejected and said, “Call me when you get a chance, OK?”

I shook my head acknowledging that I would and he slowly drove off.

As I walked down the street, I thought about everything that had happened in the last 24 hours--like how we first met -- all the hot steamy-sex we had--and how much we enjoyed being with together, just he and I. And one thing for sure; I knew I wanted him to roll me over on my tummy and fuck me again like he did that morning. The feeling was so wonderful and virtuous that I just had to have some more of that kind of stimulating love making soon.

When I walked in the front door, I could hear my two sisters arguing upstairs over who’s dress belonged to who and what they were going to wear that night. My little brother was running around downstairs looking for his dress shoes and my Mom was in her room which was downstairs with the door open putting the final touches on her hair. As I walked through the den, she called out, “Is that you, Robby?”

I yelled out, “Yea, it’s me, I’m home.”

She suddenly appeared in the doorway with a hair brush in her hand and said, “Good, Hurry up and take a shower and get dressed--we need to leave in 45 minutes.”

Naturally I didn’t want to tell my Mom that I had already taken a shower earlier that morning with a priest in his hotel room after he fucked me in my ass and therefore didn’t need to take another. So I headed upstairs and pretend that I did. Besides I felt I needed to take another shower anyway cause I wanted feel super fresh and crisp for the party.

As I walked up the stairs, I asked,“Where's Dad?”

My Mom explained that he had already left and taken our neighbor Jim with him cause he had a few errands to run(meaning he had to go to the liquor store and get a ton of booze for the party) and that he was then going directly to my Uncle Jim’s (where the party was being held) and we would meet him there.

When I got about three quarters of the way up the steps, my Mom yelled out, “Oh, and honey, Andrew’s Father called--he wants you to call him back.”

I froze for a second and then took a few more quick steps when she then added, “Oh, and honey, your sister-in-law Cindy called looking for you.”