I want to wish all my wonderful readers a very special Christmas and a happy and healthy New Year. Thank you so much for supporting this story and making the writing of it such a pleasure. I hope you enjoy this chapter. I think it's what you've all been waiting for:) Chapter 13 The car flew down the expressway almost of its own volition. Gus barely remembered much of the drive. His thoughts were too full of his conversation with his fathers and the relief of having his feelings out in the open was enormous. He felt light headed, almost giddy with the anticipation of seeing Aedan, without any of the guilt and uncertainty that had been plaguing him since they met. He stopped the car in front of a house on a quiet street and he checked to make sure it was the right number, and it was. He got out and slammed the car door, almost running up the walkway, waiting impatiently as he rang the doorbell. Aedan opened it and Gus threw himself at him, latching on like a drowning man, covering his face with kisses. “Whoa,” Aedan laughed gently, pulling away for a minute to look at Gus. “You’re in a good mood.” “I’m better than good,” Gus said, pressing his mouth to Aedan’s neck, inhaling the woodsy-lemony cologne that was so much a part of him. “I guess your Dads gave you the go-ahead with me?” “I told them about us. Just telling them was huge. I feel like a hundred pound weight has been lifted off my back,” Gus said, all the while holding Aedan and continuing to press kisses around his ear and neck. Aedan pulled back and looked Gus in the eye. He could see that there was something gone, the confusion and indecision seemed to have evaporated and there was only a certainty and love that emanated from him, warming Aedan, rushing through his body as his heart swelled, finally allowing himself to dare hope that this gorgeous man might actually be in love with him. “And did you tell them how you have been torturing me for the last three weeks?” Aedan asked, as he slowly removed Gus’ jacket and let it drop to the floor. “No,” Gus replied, as his breathing started to change. “Did you tell them that I get hard just thinking about this?” Aedan whispered huskily, as he lifted Gus’ shirt off him, tossing it aside and running his hands over the lightly furred chest, and down the muscled arms that drove him crazy with desire. “No, I didn’t,” Gus said softly. “Did you tell them that your nipples were made to be sucked on and were placed here for my viewing pleasure only?” Aedan continued, as he rolled said nipple in his hand, bending forward to suckle on it, sending electrical currents directly to Gus’ groin. “No,” Gus huffed out, pulling Aedan closer, needing to feel his hard body pressed up to him. He yanked at Aedan’s t-shirt, pulling it up out of his pants and over his head, throwing it away from them, revealing the tanned, muscular torso that Gus’ hands swept over, caressing every inch of him, the male hardness only turning him on more. “Did you tell your parents that I dream about your cock in my mouth all the time?” Aedan whispered into Gus’ ear, as his hands moved south, to cup Gus’ groin, now full and heavy in his hand. Gus felt himself straining painfully against his pants, holding his breath as Aedan’s hand tugged on his zipper, pulling it down, inch by excruciating inch. Unsnapping the button that held the pants together, shoving them down and over Gus’ hips, leaving them pooled around his shoes as Aedan stepped back to view Gus, in all his naked glory. “You are the most beautiful man I have ever seen,” Aedan said, the hunger in his eyes a living breathing thing, matching the same hunger in the hazel eyes that stared right back at him. “Aedan, take off your clothes,” Gus said, shocking his partner with his request. “Are you sure?” “Yes,” Gus said, bending down to remove his shoes, stepping out of his pants and pulling off his briefs, leaving them on the floor with all the other items of clothing. Gus stood up straight, his cock hard and ready, watching Aedan slowly remove his clothes, dragging out the revelation. Finally, the last barrier was removed and Aedan stood in front of him, free of every piece of cloth, his body as naked as the look of love in his eyes. The look that he no longer had to shield from the young man who was staring at him, mesmerized. “Oh God,” Gus said, running his tongue over his lips, wetting them as he felt saliva pooling in his mouth. “You like?” Aedan asked, looking for any sign of revulsion. Relief and joy swept over him as he saw Gus’ eyes cloud over with lust as they moved up and down his body. “Yes,” Gus said, moving forward, as if in a trance. “Aedan, I want to.” Aedan nodded his head, watching Gus move towards him, his eyes burning with a desire he’d never seen before. Gus stopped in front of Aedan and put his hands on his face, cupping his cheeks, pulling him towards his mouth, running his tongue around the perfect lips, outlining them, savoring his taste then slowly probing and invading his mouth, licking and nibbling at his lower lip, all the while whispering, ‘I want you’, even as their bodies pressed up against each other, cock against beautiful cock, slippery with beads of moisture that signaled a need and readiness, coating each head, making them shine and glisten. Gus slowly sank to his knees, his face directly in front of Aedan’s groin, taking in its full length, forgetting he’d never done this before, forgetting all his misgivings and fears, forgetting everything he’d ever known or done or wanted. All he could think of was putting his mouth on the amazing body in front of him, needing to hear Aedan moan and cry out, wanting to give him the same pleasure he had received at his hands many times before. He heard Aedan’s breathing accelerate, felt his body clenching and unclenching, his hands squeezing his shoulders tightly, saying ‘Angel’ in a low, guttural moan as Gus continued to service him with abandon, unashamed and forceful in his desire, assuming the position of the aggressor, not the meek and frightened participant of the last few weeks. Gus pulled Aedan down on the floor, laying him on his back as he continued to minister to him, loving him in a way he had never loved another. Slowly and deliberately, instinctively showing him with his mouth how much he needed him. His heart was overflowing as Aedan lifted his hips and held his head, grinding his body against him. Gus was moving on pure instinct, knowing exactly what to do to bring this man to heights that he had achieved with him countless times before. “Angel,” Aedan moaned. “I’m coming,” he said, trying to move out of Gus’ mouth, not wanting to revolt him with his first experience, but Gus was not going to be put off and he held on tight, pulling Aedan towards him, taking him in deeper, waiting for the inevitable and as he felt the hot liquid come in a rush, he moved his hand down and enveloped his own cock in a fist and they came together, their bodies shuddering as waves of pleasure swept through them. Gus felt Aedan grab handfuls of his hair, pulling tightly as he said, ‘I love you’ over and over, even as Gus swallowed and reveled in the new taste, a taste that was not revolting in any way, on the contrary, it was but a sweet part of the man who had opened up a whole new world for him. Aedan pulled Gus up to him, taking him in his arms and holding tight. “I love you, my Angel,” he whispered, covering Gus’ face with kisses. Gus held him tightly, listening to their heart beats thudding in unison, waiting to catch his breath. He rubbed his face against Aedan’s chest, knowing he was scratching him with stubble that already covered his entire face. Gus’ hand glided smoothly over rock hard muscle, caressing the light brown hair that twirled around Aedan’s lower belly, narrowing to a point at his half-erect penis, one that was as beautiful and as physically perfect as its owner. “You don’t have to answer, Gus. It’s enough that you’re here,” Aedan said huskily, pressing a kiss to Gus’ forehead. Gus lay there holding Aedan, wondering where this would all lead. He didn’t have all the answers yet, but he did know one thing for sure. He had found something he didn’t even know he was looking for. He’d arrived at a destination that he’d only heard about, and was never really sure existed. His life had changed radically and he had to adjust his mindset to now accommodate the changes but rather than move away in fear and doubt, he was willing to press forward and investigate this further. He had no idea how this would end; if this was a bright candle that would eventually burn out or if this was something that would grow and last a lifetime. All he knew at this point was that he was happy lying in Aedan’s arms. He felt at peace with himself, for the first time in months. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “I can’t believe you’re carrying on like this,” Brian said, as he listened to Lindsay weeping in front of him. He and Justin had decided to come by tonight and deliver the news in person, rather than on the phone. They had just missed seeing all the Novotnys and were relieved that Jenny Rebecca had gone with her fathers and grandparents to spend the night at Michael and Ben’s. “It’s just such a shock, Brian. You can’t expect us to just say it’s okay and move on with our lives,” Melanie replied, putting her arm around Lindsay and holding her closer. She was rewarded with a renewed bout of sobbing. “Look,” Justin said. “This is as much a shock to Gus as it is to all of us. The least we can do is be supportive.” “Supportive! That would be tantamount to telling him I approve,” Lindsay wailed, looking at everyone around her. She felt like she was in a twilight zone episode, some parallel world where her family was here, but not really. The son she had raised and nurtured for twenty-six years, the one who was straight and newly divorced, who had never given any inclination of being gay or bisexual, had just announced, via messenger, that he was dating a man and she was supposed to sit here and be supportive. “This is insane, Brian. I think Gus is having a breakdown of some sort and needs to see a shrink!” “I agree,” Melanie said. “He’s obviously in some kind of pain-management mode and this is how he’s handling it. I knew he should have stayed in Boston, in law school where he belonged. None of this would have happened if you hadn’t offered him the job at Kinnetik,” Melanie said, glaring at Brian. “Oh, so now this is all my fault?” Brian replied, looking at Melanie with disgust. “Mel, come on,” Justin interjected. “You’re being a bit unfair, aren’t you?” “I don’t think so. He’d still be married if he was in law school. You know Ashley didn’t want him to move here.” Justin could feel the tension building, like a tornado of tempers, swirling around him. He knew that Brian was close to losing it and walking out, which would only make the situation worse. “Lindsay,” Justin said, reaching out to touch her, hoping to make her see reason. “Surely you must know that Gus has been wracked with doubt over what’s been happening? He’s as surprised by this turn of events as all of us are.” “Then why did he give in to his impulses? Surely he could have resisted this need to become gay all of a sudden? Justin, I’m having a hard time accepting the fact that my son has just decided he’s a queer after being straight all these years,” Lindsay blurted out, forgetting to sugar-coat her words. Brian was taken aback by Lindsay’s statement. He expected this kind of reaction from Melanie, not Lindsay. She had never had a harsh word to say about anyone and here she was, mouthing off without a single thought as to how her words were being received. “Why don’t you just call him a cock-sucker while you’re at it, Linds. A fucking fudge-packer!” Brian said, standing abruptly, knocking the chair out from under him. His eyes had turned dark green with the anger that was smoldering inside him. He was infuriated by Lindsay and Melanie’s reaction. “How can you Lesbians sit there and judge Gus, like a bunch of homo-phobic breeders, like all the fucking straight assholes we’ve dealt with all our lives, the people who made you leave Pittsburgh and run off to Canada, so you could ‘love and live freely’ . You are no better than any one of them, sitting here all sanctimonious in your fucking perfect world. It’s okay for you and me to be queer but your kids have to be perfect, right? And obviously you’re idea of perfect is being straight! That is so fucked up!” “I didn’t say that Brian,” Lindsay wailed, staring up at her son’s father. The one she had loved in so many ways for most of her adult life; the one who was ready to choke the life out of her for insulting their son. “The hell you didn’t! You think he’s losing his fucking mind because all of sudden he’s decided he likes cock. Well, guess what, Mrs. Peterson- fucking-Marcus. The apple doesn’t fall far from the bisexual tree. As I recall, you developed a taste for cock out of the blue one day many years ago. Just like that! And what did I tell you then?” Lindsay’s face turned scarlet and she started bawling in earnest. Melanie hung on tightly and glared at Brian. “Did you really need to bring that up now?” “Damn right I did. You are the ones who are being ridiculous with your self-serving attitude. Lindsay, when you told me you slept with Sam whatever-the-fuck, I told you it was okay to like cock and pussy, just not at the same time. Obviously, our son has that bisexual gene in him too. One that’s been dormant for all his life, but has suddenly decided to make an appearance. Well, you’d better deal with it, and deal with it the right way, or so help me God, if you make Gus feel like he is sick in any way, I will never, ever forgive you.” Melanie and Lindsay sat staring up at Brian, listening to his tirade. They had not seen him this angry in years and it was rather daunting, like watching a lion in full protective mode, shielding his cub from harm. Lindsay’s tears had dried up instantly, as soon as she heard Brian’s threat. “Justin, let’s go,” Brian said, grabbing Justin by the hand and pulling him up from his chair. Justin stood up and looked down at Melanie and Lindsay. “I’m really disappointed in you two. I never thought I would live to see the day when you would turn on your own kind, because your child is no longer your idea of perfect. You have some serious issues you need to deal with and the one who needs to see the shrink isn’t Gus,” Justin said. “You need to re-evaluate how you are going to handle this. Brian and I were just as surprised by his announcement, but the only thing we thought of as Gus sat in our bedroom, crying his heart out, was wanting him to be happy. Obviously, you have not even taken that into consideration. He is happy, for the first time in a long time, and really, in the final analysis, does it matter what gender is bringing the smile to his face? Doesn’t it matter to you that he is loved and at peace for the first time in years?” Brian grabbed Justin and held him tight, kissing him on the forehead, still staring at the two heads looking up at them. “He’s right,” Brian said, with no emotion at all. “You two are seriously, fucked up.” He grabbed Justin’s hand and walked out of the room. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Gus and Aedan had moved from the living room floor to the bedroom. It hadn’t taken them long to recover from their initial coupling and Gus lay on the king size bed, sighing contentedly as Aedan teased him with his tongue, moving up and down his shaft with practiced skill, lapping at Gus, wanting to stretch this out as long as possible. Gus pulled Aedan’s head up and looked him in the eye. “Aedan, come up here.” Aedan moved up and lay on Gus, holding his head and kissing him deeply, exploring the insides of his mouth, nibbling at his lower lip, moving down to his neck, nipping at him, like a playful kitten, marking him with little red dots along the way, sucking on his ear lobe. Their bodies were perfectly matched as Aedan lay on Gus, his cock pressing again Gus’, slippery with desire as they moved against each other in slow, undulating, rocking movements, relishing the feel of two naked bodies in complete sync. “I love you, my Angel. You’ve made me so happy,” Aedan purred, rubbing his face against Gus feeling the five o’clock shadow scratching him deliciously. “You are so fucking hot when you’re horny.” “Show me how to love you,” Gus said, seriously. “I want to make love to you.” Aedan pushed away to look at Gus’ face from a sitting position. The eyes that looked at him were a dark shade of bottle green with splatters of midnight blue that some genetic link had blessed him with, changing ordinary hazel eyes into something unusual and extraordinary. Beautiful eyes that bore into his without fear or regret. They warmed him and he felt a rush of emotion as he pulled open the drawer on the night stand beside the bed. He brought out a tube of lubricant and a condom and handed it to Gus, trying not to let his feelings get the better of him. He could feel his tears too close to the surface and he didn’t want to lose it in front of this man who was rocking his world. He had never been ‘made love to’ ever before. He’d been fucked and slammed and plowed into, he’d been rammed and rimmed, but love was never part of any equation. Tonight would be a first for him, just as it would be for Gus. He took the condom and rolled it on Gus, both silent, but staring at each other intently. He then took the tube of lubricant and squirted a few drops on his hand, running it lovingly up and down Gus’ shaft. He then lay on his back, his head on the pillow beside Gus and he said, “Get on top of me, Gus. Facing me.” Gus did as he was told, surprised at the face to face position. Somehow, this was not the scenario he was expecting. “Take my leg and put in on your shoulder,” Aedan whispered, his breathing becoming more ragged by the minute, a direct response to the look of desire emanating from Gus’ eyes. Gus took Aedan’s lean and muscular leg and placed it gently on his left shoulder, all the while bending forward, littering small kisses all over Aedan’s chest, tonguing his nipple, rolling it around, encouraged by the whimpering that was coming out of Aedan’s throat. He continued to do this even as he rubbed his cock against Aedan’s, who was hard and ready. “Show me what to do,” Gus whispered, racked with desire, wanting desperately to please this man who had been nothing but loving in the last few weeks, never thinking once of his own pleasure. Gus needed to hear him moaning, he needed to know that he could bring Aedan to places unrivaled by anything he’d ever felt before. He wanted to hear him shout his name as he came all over him. “You’re doing just fine, my Angel,” Aedan said softly, as he caressed Gus’ arms and shoulders, moving his right hand up to touch Gus’ face, and pull him towards him, capturing his mouth and tasting lips that were meant to be kissed. “Put my other leg up on your shoulder,” Aedan said, moving his hand down to Gus’ cock, positioning him at the entrance of the tight, pink hole that was clenching and unclenching in anticipation. “Push, Gus.” “Okay,” Gus said, moving Aedan’s other leg up, seeing his hips lift a little, exposing himself further, his body perfectly angled for Gus’ penetration. Gus stopped moving, deterred by the tight ring that seemed to be blocking his entrance. “Don’t stop,” Aedan begged. “I’m afraid to tear you,” Gus said, a look of confusion taking over. “You won’t,” Aedan said breathlessly as he grabbed Gus’ ass and pulled him forward, plunging him past the tightness, feeling his long cock hitting him in the prostate, eliciting a low moan that made Gus stop in his tracks. “Don’t stop, for God’s sake. Keep moving, fuck me,” Aedan growled, rocking against Gus, helping him along, his hands on Gus’ hips, pulling him forward. Gus shut his eyes, reveling in the tightness that enveloped him. A tightness that was different and new, unmatched by anything he’d ever felt in all his twenty-six years. “Fuck…you feel amazing,” Gus huffed, as he rocked back and forth, holding on to Aedan who was slowly moving his head left and right, moaning ‘Angel’ over and over, only adding to Gus’ pleasure as he saw Aedan overcome with emotion. They moved in unison, in the timeless way of lovers; each one wanting to please the other, moving forward towards the inevitable conclusion. Gus felt himself coming, pouring hot sperm into the condom’s reservoir, feeling Aedan clench around him as he spewed hot come all over Gus’ chest, crying out with a passion that made Gus’ eyes sting as the tears came unbidden, overflowing down his cheeks, a reaction to the powerful emotion that was wracking his body as he lay in the arms of a new love, one that was unexpected and unsolicited but one that was definitely and undeniably in his life. “I love you,” Aedan said, as he felt Gus heavy and relaxed on his body, his heart beating steady and true, like the man it belonged to. Gus moved his hand up to Aedan’s head, moving his hair out of his eyes, caressing the soft facial hair and resting his forefinger on Aedan’s mouth, tracing it slowly, like he would a drawing. “I think I love you too,” Gus whispered, in a barely audible voice. Aedan heard, but only responded by holding him tighter. He was overwhelmed with love; a love that was so powerful and so gripping it was terrifying him. Gus had changed his life irrevocably and Aedan knew that if the man he held in his arms decided that this was all a mistake, a part of him would die and never recover. Gus had laid claim to a piece of his heart that no one had ever touched before. And so he remained silent, so as not to rock the boat or push Gus one way or the other. He closed his eyes, holding the love of his life and said a small prayer. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “I can’t believe I’m hearing this,” Jenny Rebecca said. She was sitting at the kitchen table, trying to make sense of the conversation she had walked into, not ten minutes ago. “Neither can we,” Melanie said, looking at her daughter with eyes red and swollen from being up half the night, listening to Lindsay weeping, unable to offer any comfort at all. “You are telling me that my brother, the football hero, the hockey star, the studly, head-turning, women-fainting-at-his-feet brother, the one who was married and who is now divorced, is GAY??? You’ve got to be fucking with me,” Jenny said, looking at both her mothers, bewildered. “How does shit like this happen?” she asked. “Jenny, honey, you’re language is appalling,” Lindsay said. “Mom, my language is the least of the problems here,” Jenny said. “Be that as it may, it’s appalling and you should stop using so many cuss words. What if you were in court, in front of a judge and you slipped. He’d throw you in jail for contempt,” Lindsay said in her most reasonable voice. “Mom, I think we’re digressing here. The issue is not my cussing. The issue is Gus turning gay. When the hell did that happen?” “We don’t know. All we know is what your Uncle Brian and Uncle Justin told us last night. Gus is seeing someone new and he is male.” “Holy fuck,” Jenny said, following it up with a quick, “Sorry.” “Are you going to talk to him?” she asked Melanie. “Eventually, I’d like to,” Melanie replied. “I need to calm down though and get used to the whole idea.” “I don’t know if I can ever get used to it,” Lindsay said. “It just seems so unbelievable.” “Maybe he’s on drugs or something?” Jenny said. “We don’t really know what goes on at the loft. He’s never really asked us over. For all we know he’s got a grow lab in there.” “Jen, you’ve been watching too much cable TV, or reading too many crime novels. You’re brother is not doing drugs, so don’t even go there,” Melanie replied. “Then what? You can’t just wake up one morning and switch teams? God, that’s awful. I don’t ever want to turn into a rug-muncher.” “Jenny!” Melanie and Lindsay screamed in unison. “Sorry, sorry, Mom, Mama…I didn’t mean to insult anyone.” “Jenny Rebecca! You are going to suck as an attorney if you don’t curb your Novotny tendency of opening mouth and inserting foot!” Melanie raged at her daughter. “I’m sorry,” Jenny said again. “I’m just in shock over Gus’ coming out. Do you mean he was gay all along and we didn’t know?” “No,” Lindsay said reasonably. “He is not gay. He is bisexual.” “Same difference,” JR answered. “No, it’s not. He is a straight man who happens to be in his first same-sex relationship. He’s not gay.” “Mother, I think you’re delusional,” Jenny replied. “And I think you’re being insulting again,” Lindsay said, her face turning an alarming magenta as her voice rose higher and higher. “I’m not going to sit here while you call Gus a drug addict and a gay man, in one fell swoop.” “Well, maybe he’s not on drugs, but if he’s fucking a guy, he’s gay,” Jenny said without flinching. Lindsay hurled her coffee cup at the brick fireplace that was on one side of the cozy, country-style kitchen. It shattered into a million pieces, splattering hot coffee everywhere, shocking Melanie and especially Jenny. This was her gentle mother, the one who never had one bad thing to say about anyone; the one who hardly ever raised her voice, the calm one in their family. Lindsay stood in front of Melanie and their daughter, looking absolutely unhinged. Her breathing was erratic, her hair wild and springing around her face, perspiration clearly evident on her forehead, testimony to the hot flash that was streaming through her body, like a freight train unleashed. “Shut up,” she screamed. “Just shut the fuck up,” and she burst into tears, pushing Mel and Jenny out of her way as she left the room. TBC