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WHEN LOVE COMES - PART 15
I don't know how I managed to get back to sleep that night, but I did. When I woke up again it was daylight. Matt and Mark were still pressed against me, and our arms and legs were all intertwined. Matt's morning erection was pressed into my ass crack and my hard prick was pressing into Mark's ass. I knew Mark had an erection as well because my arm was over his side with my hand resting on the skin just below his belly button and the head of his hard-on was lying on the top of my hand. I needed to pee desperately, but how could I get out of this sandwich without waking one or both of them? I finally decided that the pressure in my bladder was giving me no choice so I just climbed over Mark and went into the bathroom.
After peeing I started the coffee. I heard the john flush and Matt came into the kitchen rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
"We got caught again, didn't we?"
"We sure did. There can't be any doubt now. He can't be that naive."
The coffee maker burped indicating that the coffee was ready. I started to pour mugs for Matt and me but then the john flushed again so I poured a third mug for Mark. Sure enough, he came into the kitchen and accepted the hot mug.
"Thanks. Ah, I'm sorry about the last two nights, guys. I haven't had nightmares like that in a long time."
"It's okay, Bro." Matt moved over and placed an arm around Mark's bare shoulders. "I used to have those dreams too."
"Mark, about the last two nights," I started hesitantly. "Matt and I need to talk to you."
He hung his head. "I'm really sorry. I'll try not to come down again. I...I just needed to know someone was there."
"That's not what we need to say, Bro. You know you can come in any time, just like you did before I went to college. What Gary and I need to tell you is..."
"That you're lovers. I figured that out."
"You know?" I stammered.
"Yeah, it's cool. In fact, I'm really glad. I've gotten some pleasure out of knowing how mad it would make the old man if he knew that he'd produced two gay sons."
Mark looked up at us with a twinkle in his eye. I looked at Matt.
Matt looked at me, and then all three of us started laughing
Mark finally stopped laughing long enough to say, "Well, I'm glad that's all over with. Now can we go for a run? I really need to start getting back in shape."
He stood up, came over to me and gave me a hug. "I think Matt's got great taste in men. You're really hot...for an older guy."
"Older guy? I just turned thirty!"
Matt joined in the banter. "Yeah, he does keep himself in pretty good shape for a senior citizen."
"That's it, guys. You are in for the mother of all jogs. I'm going to run you two 'youngsters' into the ground. Let's go." I swatted both of them on their delicious looking rumps and went in search of my jogging shorts and shoes.
The morning was foggy and humid so we were covered in sweat in no time. I was determined to "show" them who was in better shape. Finally Matt asked to turn around because of his knee, and Mark echoed the desire to turn back because his ribs were beginning to hurt. Naturally I played it for all it was worth and ran ahead of them. I had finished stretching out by the time they got back to the house so I was able to watch those two buff bodies as they stretched their muscles from the run. I marveled again at how similar their bodies were.
We sat on the deck watching the sun burn the morning fog away.
Matt turned to Mark and asked, "When did you realize Gary and I were lovers?"
Mark smiled. "I thought you might be even when I was still in the hospital. I knew it for certain the other morning when you two were all wrapped up in one another when I climbed into the bed."
He smiled again and continued, "But Big Brother, you have to realize that I've known about you since the day I saw you sucking off Jamal in back of the shed when you were in twelfth grade."
I thought Matt's teeth would drop out of his mouth. "When was that?"
"You two had been out on a double date or something. Jamal drove you home, and I watched you two go out behind the shed from my bedroom. There was just enough light from the porch light and the moon that I could see you two over the roof of the shed. I didn't know what you were doing at first, but then you got down on your knees and Jamal pulled his cock out of his pants, and you went down on it. When you finished him, you stood up and I watched him suck you off. I was jerking off up in my bedroom the whole time. I think I came twice while you guys were doing it. I remember being amazed at the size of your's and Jamal's pricks. Judging from the other night in the hot tub, Jamal has continued to grow."
Matt's mouth was still hanging open. I couldn't help but laugh at his discomfort. "When did you know you were gay?" I asked.
"Probably about that same time. I remember being turned on by the guys in the shower in gym class. I always pictured another guy in my jack off fantasies." He looked at Matt. "Some times I pictured one of my friends, but most of the time it was either Jamal or you."
Matt blushed deeply. "You started coming into my room at night again during my senior year."
"Yeah. I'd stopped coming in to your room for a couple of years. I think I was afraid of my thoughts, but after seeing you and Jamal, I wanted to get closer to you. The nightmares never really stopped, so most of the time when I came in, it really was because of the dreams about dad beating us. It felt so good to have you wrap your arms around me. I felt protected." He smiled that crooked Stevenson grin, "Sometimes though when you went to sleep, I'd play with your dick. Once I even sucked you off. I was scared shitless because I thought you'd wake up, but you never said anything."
Matt groaned. "I did wake up, but in the morning I convinced myself that I'd dreamed it. I used to feel you up sometimes. God, I can't believe this!"
"Have you been with any guys," I asked.
"Yeah, last year me and Tommy Blevins started jerking each other off. By the end of the year, we were sucking."
"Have you been careful?" The concern was clear in Matt's voice.
"I've never fucked or been fucked, but I've sure thought about it.
I've used my fingers in my butt while jerking off. I figured I'd better practice a little so it wouldn't hurt too bad when I found the right guy."
At this point, I was almost falling out of my chair with laughter.
I reached over and rubbed Matt's thigh. "Matt, baby, if you don't close your mouth something's going to fly right in it."
He just shook his head. "I can't believe this. I just can't believe it. I've been so worried about what you'd think about having a queer brother, and all the time you knew."
"Not only knew, but was trying it out myself," Mark laughed. "Now that I've come 'out' I've got my jaw wired shut and can't do anything for four more weeks!"
We all laughed.
"Okay, guys," I said as I rose from the chair, "you two can keep up with the true confessions, but I'm going to go take a shower."
I left them on the deck when I went in to shower. I thought they might need a little privacy. They were still out there talking at lunch time.
We all worked out on with the weights during the afternoon, but mostly we just talked. It was one of the most pleasant afternoons I could remember. All of us were in silly moods, laughing and giggling at everything.
That evening Jamal came out to the house for dinner. I was outside getting the grill started when he arrived. He got out of his car and gave me a hug and kiss in greeting. We heard the door to the house open. Jamal looked up expecting Matt, but saw Mark instead coming out of the house with a beer in his hand. Mark hadn't showered yet from our afternoon jog, so he was still somewhat sweaty and dressed in nylon running shorts.
Jamal was embarrassed at being caught giving me a sisterly kiss and broke away from me. "Uh, hi, Mark."
"Hey, Jamal," Mark said laughingly. He handed the beer to Jamal. "I thought you might be ready for a beer. Do you have a hug and kiss for me?" With that he gave Jamal a peck on the cheek as he hugged his neck.
The look on Jamal's face was priceless. Mark just laughed as he headed back into the house. "Guess I just let the cat out of the bag, didn't I."
I thought Jamal was going to drop the beer. "Is he...you mean...how long?"
"Yes, he's gay. He's known it for a long time, and he's known about you and Matt since he saw you two sucking each others dicks back in high school."
Jamal just looked at me. Finally he said, "God Almighty. I'm in shock. I think it's going to take more than this beer before I'm back to normal.
Too bad that cute mouth is wired shut. I'd sure like to check out his tonsils with my tongue and other things."
"Jamal, his jaw's already been broken once. I think you'd break it again with that monster between your legs," I laughed.
"You're just upset because you latched on to Matt before you sampled me," he flashed one of his wide, white-toothed smiles.
Jamal never did quite get over the shock of finding out that Mark was gay that night. He kept looking at him and then slowly shaking his head and muttering something under his breath. Being the kind, sensitive friends that we were, Matt and I found the whole situation extremely amusing, and Mark surely enjoyed the attention.
(To be continued)