Secrets 3: The Road to the Future

After breakfast on Sunday, Gramps and Pops headed home and Devin and I began to gear up for the weekend ahead.  It was the weekend of the CSU-Hawaii football game, which meant Lonny and Clint would be showing up.  Earlier, after the Colorado game, Clint had talked his dad, Devin, and me into agreeing that they could show up on Friday this time, and then stay until Sunday.

“I just have one request,” I told Devin during the week, “which is that you’ll find a way to occupy Clint for a while during their stay, so I can talk to Lonny privately.”

“And how do you expect me to do that, since Clint never leaves your side?”

“We’ve got to think of something, because I need to speak with Lonny alone.  I have to find out what he thinks about Clint wanting to sleep with us and showering with me.”

“I agree that you need to do that, but getting Clint away from you for any length of time is going to be nearly as impossible as separating Chang and Eng.”

“Those names sound familiar, but I don’t understand what you’re getting at.”

“They were the famous Siamese conjoined twins that toured with P. T. Barnum during the middle of the 19^th century.  At least one of them wanted to be separated, but after their death it was discovered that doing so would have killed them, because they shared a fused liver.  And separating Clint from you will be nearly as difficult, possibly with unexpected consequences.”

“I realize it won’t be easy, but I doubt there will be any serious consequences by doing it.  Let’s try to think of something.”

“Ok, I’m sure we’ll be able to come up with some sort of plan before the weekend.”

After we attended the last of our classes on Thursday, we headed out to do some grocery shopping and picked up the things we anticipated needing.  We figured we would go out for breakfast and lunch on Saturday, and maybe we’d even splurge on going to Dominick’s after the game.  We’d also go out for breakfast before they left on Sunday morning, so I think we had all of our bases covered. 

Lonny and Clint showed up around 6:00 on Friday night and Clint was beaming.  “Hi, Michael.  I’ve been waiting all week to come see you again and go to the football game tomorrow.”

“We were looking forward to seeing you and your dad this weekend and going to the game as well.  Why don’t you grab your bags and take them up to your room, and then you can freshen up before we talk about what we want to have for supper.”

“Sounds good to me,” Lonny  agreed.

“Can I stay with you guys in your room again?” Clint quickly asked.

“It’s ok with us, if it’s all right with your dad.”

Clint immediately looked over at his dad and Lonny nodded his approval, and then both of them took their things upstairs.  They also took a few minutes to freshen up before coming down again, and then I asked them a question. 

“We were thinking that we could have pizza tonight.  How does that sound to you.”

“Yeah, that would be great!” Clint enthused. 

“It sounds good to me as well,” Lonny confirmed. 

“Ok, there are a couple of different pizza places that we like, but they’re pizzas are quite different.  One makes a Detroit style deep dish pizza crust, and the other boasts that they mix their crust with honey.  It’s your choice, so which one would you prefer?”

Lonny and Clint talked it over quickly and gave us their answer.  “I think we’re eager to try the crust mixed with honey.” 

“That means we’ll be getting our pizza from Beau Jo’s.  What if we order two large pizzas, one with pepperoni and sausage and the other with mushroom, banana peppers, and black olives?  How does that sound to you?”

“It sounds awesome,” Clint agreed. 

“And I like the idea of having one with meat and the other without.  Let me give you some money to pay for them.”

“No, this is on us, and we also have the ingredients to have a salad with the pizza.  Do you both like tomatoes, onions, cucumbers, and croutons in your salad, and they both answered ‘yes’.  We also have Feta cheese if you want to add some of that to your salad as well?”

“What’s that cheese you’ve got?  I’ve never heard of that before.”

“It’s a Greek cheese that’s made from goat’s milk.”

“Goat’s milk?” Clint challenged.  “What does that taste like?”

“Devin and I like it, so why don’t you put a little on a small portion of your salad and try it.” 

“Yeah, I’ll try doing that then.”

We also have different salad dressings you can choose from.”

“Do you got Ranch dressing?” Clint asked. 

“Yes, we have a large bottle of that.”

“Good, cuz I like that, but you don’t got to put any cucumbers in my salad.”

“Ok, I’ll order the pizza online and then Devin can go pick it up.”

“Why don’t you just have it delivered?” Clint asked.

“On a Friday or Saturday night in a college town you’d be waiting a long time, because so many college students like to have pizza on those nights as well, so it’s better if we pick it up ourself,” I replied. 

“And you can go with me, because I’ll need some help,” Devin explained. 

“Are you going too, Michael?” Clint asked. 

“No, I’m going to stay here and prepare the salads,” I replied. 

“And I’ll help Michael with that,” Lonny added without hesitation.

Clint looked like he really didn’t want to go with Devin, but he finally gave in it at his dad’s urging, so he and Devin went out to get in the SUV.  As soon as they drove away, Lonny spoke. 

“Is there a reason you wanted to make sure Clint went with Devin?”

“Yes, I wanted to speak with you in private, but let’s do it while we’re fixing the salads.”  We went out to the kitchen and I took everything out of the fridge, along with plates and bowls from the cupboard, and then I spoke to him.  “Why don’t you cut up the cucumbers and onions first, while I fix the bowls with a mixture of Romaine and Butter lettuce.”

“But what is it you wanted to speak with me about?” Lonny pressed.

“I want to know what you think about Clint wanting to sleep with me and Devin and wanting to shower with me?”

“Why?  Is it bothering you?”

“Not really, but I was worried that it might be bothering you?”

“No, I look at it as something a young boy like Clint might do.  The past couple of years have been very tough for us and he hasn’t had any close friends during that time, and you’re really the first people he’s shown any interest in being around, besides me.  And there are some other factors involved, such as idol worship and him looking at you as a cross between a superhero and his guardian angel.  He’s also a curious 12-year-old boy who’s getting used to his changing body and wanting to compare it to others, even older guys, so he can see what his body might look like when he gets older.  In that regard, I feel that you’re a good choice, because you’ve become so important to him, and he can compare with boys now that he’s back at school and making a few friends.”

“I’m glad he’s making friends with boys his own age and that you trust us to do what’s best for Clint, but he’s also hinted that he wants me to get involved with doing sexual things with him.”

“Such as?”

“He’s hinted at masturbating each other.”

“Is that all.  I think all boys do that with other boys at one point or another.”

“Yes, with boys around their own age, but I’m nine years older than he is.”

“That obviously doesn’t bother him, but I take it that it bothers you.”

“Yes, I could be arrested and convicted for doing anything like that with someone as young as him!”

“You don’t have to worry about Clint or me when it comes to that, if you decide you’re willing to indulge him.  I actually think it would be good for him, since like I mentioned, he doesn’t presently have any other outlets or close friends, and I know you wouldn’t do anything to harm him.” 

“That’s right, I wouldn’t do anything to harm him, and that’s why I’m having trouble when it comes to what he wants me to do.”

“It’s definitely up to you, but I know it would probably help Clint if you’d be willing to do that with him.”

“I know that’s what he wants, and if we were closer in age I wouldn’t have a problem doing it with him.”

“Look, I know you and Devin are gay, and I have a strong suspicion that Clint is as well.  If you won’t do this with him, and he doesn’t have a close friend that he can experiment with, then I’m afraid he might try to hook up with another older guy and get hurt in the process.  I’m not sure Clint understands there is more that someone else might want to do with him, other than just mutual masturbation.” 

“Ok, and that helps me to better understand your point of view, but should it be me who does that for him?  I’m just not convinced it is.”

“That’s your choice, but I know Clint is going to be devasted if you don’t honor his request.”

I had to think about what Lonny had said, but in the interim we’d finished making the salads before Devin and Clint returned, so I made a pitcher of ice tea.  After that, I emptied the contents of two ice cube trays into the ice bucket that Gramps and Pops keeps at the house, along with setting out the tongs that goes with it. 

When Clint and Devin returned, they were both laughing and each one was carrying a pizza box.  When Devin looked at me, I nodded, to let him know that I’d spoken with Lonny about Clint. 

“What’s so funny?” I asked after I’d done that. 

“We saw Louella on the way back to the house and she gave me a nasty look,” Devin explained.  “So, I explained to Clint about some of our previous run-ins with her.”

“And when she made a face, it reminded me of a rotten apple when the skin gets all wrinkly,” Clint added, and then they both started laughing again.  

“Who is this woman they’re talking about?” Lonny followed.

“She owns the house on the left side of this one, as you’re facing our front door.”

“Ah, I see.  A nasty neighbor.”

“To say the least,” Devin added, and then he explained about some of our encounters with her to Lonny.  

While they were doing that, I took the pizza box from Devin and then Clint and I set them on the counter.  Then, I encourage everyone to take a plate and take what they wanted.  Lonny, Devin, and I took a slice of each pizza, while Clint took two of the pepperoni and sausage pizza.  Then, we moved into the dining room and sat our plates down on the table, next to our salads, and then Devin got each of us a drink before we sat down to eat.  Clint and I used the Ranch dressing on our salad, while Lonny chose the Italian dressing, and Devin selected the Honey Mustard dressing. 

“This is really good and I like the crust on this pizza too.”

“And that’s saying something, because Clint never eats the crust,” Lonny informed us. 

After we finished eating, Devin and I collected all of the dishes and took them out to the kitchen to wash, and as I started washing the dishes, Clint insisted on drying them for me. 

“I guess that leaves you without a job, Devin,” Lonny joked.

“Hey, I don’t mind, if that’s what he wants to do,” he replied with a grin.

After we finished washing the dishes, we all went into the living room to chat for a while.  “What’s Colorado State’s record so far?” Lonny asked. 

“They’re currently 5-2,” I answered. 

“And how do you expect they’ll do tomorrow?”

“They looked good last week, when Gramps and Pops were here, so they’ve got a good chance of winning.”

“I hope they do, cuz I hate it when the team I’m cheering for loses,” Clint chimed in.   

“How are you doing in school?” I asked Clint.  “What is your next report card going to look like?”

“I’m doing good and I mostly get As and Bs on my report cards.”

“Yes, he usually does well in school, except he had a slight slump after his mom died.”

“I’m glad you’re doing well, because you’ve got to keep your grades up if you want to go to college like we do,” I responded. 

We chatted for a little longer, and then we went upstairs to get ready for bed.  “If you don’t mind, I’ll use the downstairs bathroom, like I did the last time we were here.”

“That’s fine and it will make it a little easier for the rest of us,” Devin and I agreed. 

I urged Devin to go first again, and while we waited in the bedroom, Clint and I chatted.  “You’re gonna let me shower with you again, aren’t you?” Clint asked with a slight look of fear on his face that I might say no.

“Yes, that will be fine,” I agreed. 

“Great!  Are your other friends gonna sit with us at the game?”

“Yes, we get together for every game.  If it’s a home game, we sit together, and if it’s an away game, we make other arrangements.  Since we don’t have a TV, they invite us to their dorm to watch the televised games there, and if the game isn’t being televised, we invite them here and listen to the game on the college radio station.”

“Oh, that’s neat.”

When Devin finished up in the bathroom, Clint and I stripped down to our underwear and went in there next.  While I was adjusting the faucets to make sure the water wasn’t too hot or too cold, Clint got two towels out of the linen cabinet and set them on the counter.  As soon as I felt the water temp was acceptable, we shed our underwear and stepped under the spray. 

“Will you wash me again?”

“Clint, I think you’re old enough to wash yourself.” 

“I know, but I like it when you wash me.  Please?”

“Ok, but only to wash you.”

Almost as soon as I started washing him, he got an erection.  “See, I told you I like it when you wash me.  I always get a stiffy when you do it.”

“I’ve noticed.”

“Are you sure you can’t help me with it.”

“I told you that you’re too young and it’s something I just can’t do.”

He pouted briefly after I told him this, and then he wanted to wash me.  When he attempted to wash my genitals, I explained that was also something we couldn’t do, and he started pouting again. He finished washing me, though, but he was still pouting when we dried off, wrapped the towels around our waists, and returned to the bedroom. 

“Are you guys gonna let me sleep between you again?” and we both nodded in response.  “Will you put your arms across my body and hug me again too?”

“Yes,” Devin and I both agreed. 

Once again, Devin wrapped his arm across Clint’s chest and I draped mine across his waist.  Before long, Clint was trying to push my arm lower, so it would rest on his erection, but I resisted and wouldn’t allow him to do that.  I heard him sigh in disappointment when he quit trying to do that.  

When we woke up the next morning, Lonny explained that he was going to take us all out for breakfast.  He also opted to use his car, and Devin sat in the front with him, while Clint and I sat in the back.  Lonny drove to one of the better restaurants in town, which he must have looked up on his phone, and we had a very nice breakfast together. 

After we thanked him for our meals, we returned to the house, and we had some time to kill, since the game wasn’t scheduled to start until 3:30.  During the interim, we resorted to playing UNO, so I decided to give Clint a warning. 

“You probably won’t want to sit between me and Devin, because we don’t show mercy on anyone when we’re playing games, so it would probably be best if you sat across from me instead.”

“No, I want to sit next to you,” he insisted, and since he didn’t listen to me, he got dumped on badly from both sides.  However, this didn’t seem to bother him as much as I thought it would.  He seemed satisfied, as long as he was sitting next to me. 

After playing a few more games of UNO, Lonny took us out for lunch, and once again he selected one of the nicer restaurants in town to eat, although not the same one as this morning.  Even though Devin and I offered to pay for our own meals, Lonny refused to let us do that. 

“You’ve saved me money by not having to get a hotel room while we’re here, and you also paid for the pizza and everything else Friday night, so this is my treat.”

Since he seemed so determined, we happily accepted and thanked him for his generosity as we left the restaurant.  Since today’s game was at 3:30, instead of noon like the previous games, we had a little more time to kill before the game started.  It seemed that Lonny had an idea about what we could do before we returned to the house and quickly told us what it was.

“I think it’s time that Clint and I had some CSU gear, so where would you suggest we go to buy it?”

“We’ll take you to one of the less expensive shops to do that then,” I offered. 

“I want to make sure the things we buy aren’t going to wear out or fall apart quickly though, just to purchase something inexpensive.”

“It’s where we got a lot of our stuff, and it’s all held up well for us, because this is our fourth year wearing it,” Devin told him. 

“In that case, you can tell me how to get there.”

Devin gave him directions and Lonny bought each of them several items.  When we got back to the house, they changed into a few of those items, and then we walked over to the stadium.

We went directly to the student gate, and once we were inside the stadium, we looked for seats that would have a good view of the action and there would be room for our other friends as well.  That’s when we discovered they were already there waiting for us to join them.  They all greeted Lonny and Clint warmly, even though they’d only met them once before, at the Colorado game, but they acted like they were old friends.  I would have to thank them the next time we saw them for doing this. 

“It was another good game and CSU led the entire way.  They scored first and jumped out in front, but Hawaii clawed back to keep the score close.  CSU would score again and increase their lead, but whenever this happened, Hawaii would score again narrow the gap.

“That was a fun and I had a really good time,” Clint said when the game ended. 

“I’m glad you enjoyed it,” I replied. 

Now, that the game had ended, we all said goodbye to our friends and walked back to the house.  It was nearly 7:00 by the time we got back to the house, and Lonny asked us a question. 

“Do you think we’d be able to get into that restaurant that your grandfather and his brother took us to the last time we were here?”

“As long as you’re with Devin and me we’ll be able to get in, since they treat us as family, but are you sure that’s where you want to go?”

“Definitely, and I’m treating you guys again.  We really liked that place.” 

“Ok, but we may have to wait a short time for a table, since we don’t have a reservation.”

“That’s fine.  I just really liked that place.”

“Ok, but Devin better drive if you want a spot in their parking lot.”

“You know what’s best, so I’ll follow your lead,” he agreed. 

When we arrived at Dominick’s, the parking lot attendant immediately recognized Devin’s SUV and signaled him to stop and lower his window.  When he did, the man told him what to do.  “Look, there’s no openings right now, so just leave your vehicle here with the key in the ignition and I’ll park it for you as soon as a spot opens up.  In the meantime, you’ll be able to go inside and enjoy yourself.”  

“Thank you,” Devin stated, and then he handed the man a tip. 

When we went inside, Devin and I walked up to the maître ‘d, like we would if we were going to add our name to the waiting list, but the maître ‘d acted as if we already had one. 

“Mr. McCallister, the table for four that you requested when making your reservation should be ready shortly, so you can head into the bar and relax and I’ll have someone come to get you when it’s ready.”   

“Thank you,” Devin replied, and then he slipped him a tip when he shook the man’s hand. 

The bar was packed as well, so we merely stood around and keep an eye on the game on the TV in the bar until someone came to get us.  After we ordered, Clint whispered to me.  “I thought you said you didn’t have a reservation.”

“We have a standing reservation anytime we show up,” I whispered back. 

“Damn, I felt like I was with the king or the president and getting VIP treatment.” 

“Clint, please watch your language,” Lonny mildly scolded him. 

While we were waiting for our meals to be delivered, the owner showed up at our table.  “I take it your grandfather and his brother aren’t with you this evening.”

“No, not tonight, but they’ll be here in two weeks,” Devin responded. 

“I see, so how was today’s game?”

“It was awesome and Colorado State won!” Clint answered excitedly. 

“That’s wonderful,” the owner replied, “and I’m glad your young friend is enjoying himself.” 

“Yeah, I am,” Clint agreed, and then the owner explained that he had to make his rounds to the tables of his other frequent patrons. 

We had another wonderful meal, and when we finished, our waiter returned carrying a tray with four small dessert plates with a glass ice cream dish on it.  In the dish was a large scoop of vanilla ice cream, topped with crème de menthe, and around the dish  were two Andes thin mints and two chocolate coated rainbow cookies. 

“Compliments of the house,” the waiter told us in a low voice. 

“Thank you,” we all replied. 

After we paid the bill, we went out and got into Devin’s SUV, which was parked in one of the parking spaces in the lot.  After thanking the lot attendant again, we drove back to the house. 

“Man, that was really awesome,” Clint said when we were inside, “and I really felt like I was with a celebrity or something.  One guy parked the SUV for you, another acted like you had a reservation when you told us you didn’t, and the owner stopped by to talk to you, and then we got a free dessert again.”

“Yes, as I said, my family has spent lots of money there over the years, and we tip very well too, so they treat us like family.”

“I doubt they treat their family as well as they treat you guys,” Lonny offered.  “Clint’s right, they treat you like celebrities or royalty, and you’re just a couple of college students.”

“Who are related to Gramps and his brother,” Devin added and then he chuckled.

We talked a little longer before we got ready for bed, and it was basically a rerun of the previous night, including Clint’s erection and request.  However, once that was settled, we got into bed and placed our arms across Clint’s body, but this time I placed my arm across his chest, while Devin’s placed his across Clint’s waist.  I could hear Clint huff in disappointment when he realized what we’d done. 

When we woke up in the morning, Lonny took us out and treated us to breakfast again, and when we got back to the house, they collected their things and got ready to leave.  “We’ll see you again when we return for the Air Force game,” Lonny stated.  “I believe that’s on Thanksgiving weekend.”

“That’s right!” I said, since that hadn’t occurred to me before.  “We’ll be celebrating the holiday with our families, but if you want to show up around 7:00 on Friday night, we’ll prepare a second Thanksgiving dinner we can share.” 

“Are you going to cook a turkey?”

“No, we’ll cook a frozen turkey breast instead, but we’ll have all of the trimmings.” 

“That sounds wonderful, and since it’s only Clint and me and I’m not really a cook, we’ll probably go to a restaurant for Thanksgiving, so this will work out quite nicely.”

“I’m glad you agree and we’ll see you then.” 

Devin and I waved at them as they drove off, and it left me wondering if Lonny would speak to Clint about his demands and my feelings about giving in.  I also wondered if Clint would be more insistent the next time he was here.