Chapter One Hundred Thirty – University
of Minnesota Graduation
Our flight to Minneapolis was
uneventful. However, we received the
usual glares of disgust for holding hands in public. It has never ceased to amaze me that
straight people want gays to hide their affection for each other when they are
in public, as if that would make us disappear.
Maybe by pretending that we don’t love each other, we won’t cause mental
and emotional stress in straight people.
We should never cause distress in those who discriminate against us,
because they might have to look inside themselves and see the monsters that
they are. How can rational people say
it’s okay for straight people to hold hands public, but not gay people?
We were standing at the baggage
carousel; when an elderly lady approached us followed by an elderly gentleman
who was obviously her husband. She
marched up to us, and said, “You should be jailed for holding hands in
public. It isn’t right for two men to
hold hands in public.”
I responded, “Maybe you should be put in
jail for holding hands with your husband.
I find it extremely offensive to see people your age holding hands in
public.”
She looked at me in shock. She hadn’t expected me to respond to her in
such a manner. “How dare you speak to
me that way?” she said, indignantly.
I replied, “Maybe you can answer your
own question by answering mine. How
dare you speak to us that way about something that is none of your business?”
Her husband took her arm, and said,
“Please accept my apologies. My wife
has lost all sense of propriety. She
often says things to people that she shouldn’t. Please excuse us.” He escorted her away from us. She kept looking over her shoulder as she
went.
I waved to her, and blew her a
kiss. Rick said, “Glenn, that’s
enough.” His tone was serious.
I looked up at him, and said, “Alright,
I’ll stop.”
Greg laughed, and said, “Glenn, you’re a
crack up.”
I gave him a bow, and said, “Thank you
for the compliment. I do try very hard
to please.”
Rick cuffed me up the side of my
head. “Quit making a spectacle of
yourself, and grab your luggage.”
I knew he didn’t like how in your face I
get around ignorant and rude people.
There was no way I was going to ‘turn the other cheek’ when the old bat
was so obviously filled with her own self-importance and
self-righteousness. I met Rick’s eyes
and decided not to argue with him.
“Yes, sir!”
Rick’s expression softened and he
grinned. “Now, that’s more like it.”
I stuck my tongue out at him. He laughed and stole a quick kiss. “You shouldn’t stick your tongue out at me,
because you know I’ll always collect.”
I laughed, as I put my arm around his
waist. “I know I can always count on
you.”
I love my guy so very much! He knows just how to handle me when I get
upset with people. He also knows how to
make me very happy!
We left the baggage claim area and
followed Greg and Cory out to the passenger pickup. We called Zach and Todd when we landed, so
we didn’t have to wait long for them to arrive. It’s about a 20 minute drive from our house
just off of Como Avenue to the airport. Zach pulled up to the curb. He put the Toyota 4 Runner in park. He jumped out and helped us put our suitcases
into the back of his vehicle.
Zach looked at Greg and said, “I’m glad
you guys made it back in time for our graduation.”
Greg said, “I told you we’d be back.”
Zach grinned, “I know you did, but I
know how things can go sometimes.” He
turned to me and Rick. He gave us each of
us a hug. “I’m very happy to see you
two.”
Rick said, “We wouldn’t miss your
graduation for anything.” He slapped
Zach on the back. “You and your husband
rank up there pretty high in my book.”
Zach kissed Rick on the lips. “Welcome home, Rick.”
Seeing him kiss Rick, I said, “Hey! Where’s mine?”
He took me in his arms and kissed me
deeply. His kiss left me
breathless. “Wow!”
Zach laughed, and said, “You’ve been
properly welcomed home. Now, jump in
the back seat.” He swatted me on the
rear as I climbed inside his car.
Cory climbed in beside me in the third
seat. It was a good thing he had bought
the seven passenger model; otherwise, we would have been sitting on each
other’s laps!
Rick said, “I can sit in the back,
Cory.”
“No, you sit in front with Greg. You both have longer legs than we do,” Cory
said.
Rick nodded his head. “Thank you, Cory. It’s not always easy for me to get in and
out of that seat.”
Greg laughed. “Cory just didn’t want you two to make out in
the back seat while the rest of us have to wait until we get home.”
Cory grinned at his husband. “Well, I hadn’t thought of that, but you’re
right.”
Zach looked in his rearview mirror, and
said, “All four of you look really good.”
Greg said, “We’ve just spent the last
few days in the pool.”
Todd turned around in the front seat to
get a better look at us. “I can
tell. You look like gingerbread men.”
Rick said, “We taste like gingerbread
men, too.”
Todd laughed. “Is that so?”
“Just ask Glenn,” Rick said, grinning
broadly.
He looked at me and I nodded my
head. “Yes, he does.”
Todd licked his lips. “I think we need to check that out
ourselves. Zach, what do you think?”
Zach said, “I certainly do.”
Greg said, “We get to use your bedroom,
since you have the king-sized bed.”
Zach met Greg’s eyes in the mirror and
grinned. “You’ve got a deal.”
I looked at Cory, who was beaming with
excitement. He said, “I can’t
wait. I’ve dreamed of all six of us
getting it on, since we went to Cancun together a while back.” He was practically bouncing up and down on
his seat.
Zach said, “Stop talking about it! I’m already so horny it hurts!”
Todd said, “Zach and I have been talking
about what we would do when Rick and Glenn got here. We’ve really missed you guys.”
Zach soon turned onto our street and
pulled into the driveway. We jumped out
of the car and grabbed our bags out of the back. As we entered the house, we were mobbed by
Adam, Robbie, Justin and Brian. There
were hugs and kisses all around.
Robbie took my hand and led me into the
recreation room. Adam followed with
Rick. Robbie said, “I’m so excited that
you’re finally here.”
I said, “We’re just as excited as you
are.”
We sat down together on the couch. Robbie said, “I’ve missed you, Glenn. I really like Greg and Cory, but it’s not the
same as having you here.”
Rick said, “Now, don’t try to convince
Glenn to move back here.”
Robbie grinned. “That’s exactly what I have in mind. We need both of you here with us.”
Adam looked at Rick, and said, “I’ve
been given the assignment to work on you until you agree to move to
Minneapolis.”
Rick laughed, “Okay, you two. I get it that you need someone to take Zach
and Todd’s place, since they’re moving to Toronto. However, we can’t move here at the moment.”
Robbie said, “But why not?”
“I’ve still got two more years with the
military,” Rick said, not meeting my gaze.
We’ve argued many times about his insistence on completing his time with
the Marine Corps.
“Can’t you transfer here? I’m sure if you approached your chain of
command, they could work something out for you,” Adam said.
Rick looked around the room. “Why do I get the feeling that you’ve been
rehearsing these lines?”
“Because we have,” Justin said. “We really want you guys to move back in
with us. There is so much change going
on around here that it really has me worried.”
Brian said, “I’m here for you, Justin.”
Justin kissed his husband. “I know, dearest. I’m just saying I don’t like change. I’ve finally found a family who loves me. I guess I never really thought about what
would happen when the guys graduated.”
There was a deep silence in the room
after he stopped speaking. We were all
thinking of what had happened when Justin had first moved in with us.
I looked at Justin and Brian. “How are things with you, Justin?”
He replied, “I’m fine.”
“That’s not what I meant, and you know
it,” I said, firmly.
Justin held my gaze and repeated his
answer. “I’m fine. Between Brian and the medication I’m taking,
I’m been doing really well.”
Brian confirmed Justin’s statement. “I’ve been to all of his doctors’
appointments, and he’s telling you the truth.”
I smiled and said, “That’s great! Then, you don’t need us to move in with
you.”
Mark said, “Don’t forget, we’re moving,
as well. We’ve found a nice place not far
from here in Loring Park.”
Brandon said, “After our graduation ceremony
tomorrow, we want you guys to look over the place with us. Here’s a photo of it from the street.” He handed around a photo he had printed out
from the listing on the internet.
“It
looks really nice,” I said.
Mark said, “It’s about the same size as
this house. We’ve become accustomed to
having the run of this place, so we didn’t want to downsize too much.” He stopped and put arm around Brandon’s
waist. “Brandon wants to have a large
family, so we need a place big enough to house all of those children.”
Brandon said, “We want to start a family
as soon as we can find a surrogate. I
want us to have our own biological children.
We’ll both donate sperm.”
Mark said, “We found a company that has
offices in California and Maryland.”
“Isn’t there one here in Minneapolis?” I
asked.
Mark answered, shaking his head, “Not
one that we’ve found. Because Minnesota
doesn’t recognize gay marriages, yet, there aren’t many services for gay
couples.
Brandon added, “Except those that
advertise themselves as offering ‘ex-gay’ therapy. There are plenty of those.”
“When will straight people get it
through their heads that being gay isn’t a choice?” Cory said.
Brandon said, “Probably never. Every
single one of us has suffered at the hands of the straight people in our lives
who’ve rejected us, when they should have reached out to us. They failed us and continue to fail us.”
His voice was hard and full of the pain
he still felt. He was correct – all of
us had been rejected by someone in our lives for being gay.
Zach said, “I think you’re right, in
that most of us have had bad experiences with straight people. As for us,” he pointed at Adam, Robbie, Todd
and himself, “We’ve had a wonderful support network of friends and family.”
Brandon wasn’t ready to concede his
point. “But you’ve been harassed for
being gay by teammates and others.”
Zach said, “Yes, we have, but I was just
pointing out that we’ve been extremely blessed with a family that accepts us
without question. We have a ‘band of
brothers’ who love us very much. I agree
that the rest of the world treats us pretty crappy, but I try to minimize the
interactions I have with people outside our family and friends.”
Todd said, “We are hoping that all you
will move to Toronto, if we end up living there for any extended period of
time. Our marriages are recognized
there, and we can raise our families in an environment that doesn’t condemn
us.”
Adam said, “Robbie and I are already looking
at working internships with companies in the Toronto area.”
Robbie said, “I’ve been working on Mom
and Dad. I think they’re thinking of
moving with us to Ontario, when we graduate.”
Todd said, “Our parents are thinking of
doing the same. In fact, Dad has
already looked into some property just outside of Toronto. I think they’ve found a 40-acre place. I don’t know why they want so much land, but
Mom seems to want to live out in the country.”
“We want to be close to the Ricoh Coliseum where I’ll be playing when we have home
games,” Zach said. “We’ve found a
couple of homes in the Bloor Village West neighborhood that we like. We’ve made arrangements to see them this
weekend, if they haven’t been sold by then.”
“Janice’s parents suggested that we buy a house in the
Uxbridge area, but it’s a little further out than we wanted to be,” Todd said.
“Speaking of Janice, where are my cousin and his wife?” I
asked.
“They’ll be over a little later. The Caldwells are in town for the graduation,
and so are your Aunt and Uncle,” Todd said.
“I knew that Uncle Dave and Aunt Mary were going to be here,”
I said. “I talked to them a couple of
days ago.”
Robbie said, “Our parents are driving down from Duluth
tonight. They are taking us out to
lunch before the commencement exercises.”
Zach said, “We have to be at the Mariucci Arena at 6 PM. The ceremony begins at 7 PM.”
Brandon said, “My graduation ceremony is the following day at
4 PM because I’m getting a liberal arts degree.”
Mark said, “The rest of us are getting degrees in computer
science or engineering, so our graduation ceremony is tomorrow.”
We spent the rest of the afternoon catching up with our
friends. Later, we heard a knock on the
door. Zach stood up and went to answer
it. He returned with Ben and Janice,
followed by both sets of parents.
We stood up to greet them.
There were hugs and kisses all around!
Zach and Todd brought in the chairs from the kitchen so that there would
be enough chairs for everyone.
Janice’s Dad looked around the room. “Well, Janice tells me that you are all the
best group of guys she has ever met.”
Robbie responded before any of us could get a word out of our
mouths. “She’s right, except for Ben,
of course. You should have seen him
before he married Janice. She’s the
only reason he’s fit to be around.”
Ben laughed and said, “Dad, don’t listen him. The truth is that Robbie is talking about
himself, because he married his better half.”
Adam grinned, “That is so, Mr. Caldwell.”
“Please call me Jake,” Mr. Caldwell responded. “There’s no reason for us to be so
formal.”
The other adults agreed.
“Please call me Vivian,” Mrs. Caldwell added.
“And we’re Dave and Mary,” Uncle David said. “Ben and Janice have nothing but good things
to say about you guys.”
Robbie said, “I hope they didn’t forget to include the rest
of our friends.”
Janice said, “We didn’t forget about Donica, Irene, Patty,
and Jimmy. They aren’t here right now.”
Jake said, “We would like to invite all of you to dinner with
us as a token of our appreciation for your love and support for Ben and
Janice.”
Zach said, “We’d love to go, but our parents will be here
shortly.”
Ben said, “We thought of that already. I called them and invited them to join
us. They will be here shortly.”
Zach smiled. “I
should have known you’d think of including them.”
Ben said, “I’ve got you covered. I also touched bases with your parents,
Todd. They’re coming as well.”
Robbie said, “Did you arrange for our other friends to join
us, as well.”
“We did,” Janice said.
“We’ve reserved a semi-private room at the Capital Grille,”
Jake said. “However, we aren’t buying
the alcohol, just dinner.”
That got a good laugh from all of us. Zach said, “We can understand why you
wouldn’t foot the bill for the alcohol.
Some of us can drink quite a bit.”
“But since Glenn’s here, we’ll have a designated driver,”
Brian said. “That’s another reason we
want you to move back, Glenn. That way
Justin will have company since he can’t drink any alcohol.”
Jake asked, “Why can’t you drink alcohol?”
Justin replied, “It interacts with my medications.”
Before Jake could ask additional questions, Mark said, “We
won’t be drinking very much tonight. I
want to make it across the stage without losing it. There’s nothing worse than a hangover.”
Jake’s cell phone rang.
He pulled it out of his pocket and answered it. He ended the call and said, “The Andersons
and Ingrams are waiting for us at the restaurant.”
“Cool, let’s go,” Zach said.
We piled into our vehicles and caravanned over to the
restaurant. The hostess led us to the
semi-private room that had been set up for our use. Zach, Todd, Robbie and Adam walked over and
greeted their parents.
Jake walked over to their table. “I’m Jake Caldwell and this is my wife, Vivian.”
Sam said, “Nice to meet you.
I’m Sam Ingram and this is my wife, Vickie.”
Brad shook Jake’s hand.
“I’m Brad Anderson and this is my wife, Melissa.”
I introduced my aunt and uncle. “This is Dave and Mary Nielsen.”
Uncle Dave said, “It’s nice to meet you.”
“You must be Ben’s Dad,” Melissa said.
Uncle Dave smiled.
“Yes, Ben is my son, and Glenn is my nephew.”
The adults sat down across from the Andersons and Ingrams,
while the rest of us greeted our friends, who had just arrived.
Jake said, “I hear that you’re looking at some property near
Toronto.”
Brad said, “Yes, we are.
We’ve found a nice place in Clarington.
The house is fantastic and it sits on 40 acres of land.”
Sam said, “We’ve been looking at homes in Oshawa. We don’t want quite so much acreage.”
“We’re located in Uxbridge,” Jake said.
“We saw a couple of listing in Uxbridge, but we want to be
closer to the lake,” Melissa said.
“We’ve already been on one house hunting trip, and plan to take another
with the boys right after graduation. We’ll
still keep our place in Duluth until Robbie and Adam graduate. After that, we will probably sell the house
here in the States.”
Vivian asked, “Are Robbie and Adam planning to move to
Toronto as well?”
“Yes,” Melissa
said. “They plan to work for Canadian
companies as interns. Robbie is looking
into continuing his education at the University of Toronto. We’re very excited to be moving to Toronto,
especially since Zach will be playing for Toronto. He has always dreamed of playing for a
professional hockey team. I’m very
happy for him.”
Brad said, “I’m also very grateful that he has a very
supportive spouse. Like Robbie, Todd is
planning to continue his education at the University of Toronto.”
Sam said, “We’ve talked about helping him start his own
software engineering company.”
Jake said, “Ben will be working with me at my consulting
company. It will give him a steady
income, while he becomes familiar with the area and begins networking. Having a network of contacts is one of the
keys to success in the consulting world.”
Dave said, “Thank you for taking Ben under your wing. I know he was worried about getting a job
after graduation.”
Jake said, “I have to admit that I’m doing for selfish reasons. I want to keep my daughter close to me, and
I’m hoping that Ben will want to take over my consulting business when I’m
ready to retire.”
Mary smiled, “We understand your desire to keep your family
close. We are planning to retire and
move to St. Catharines.”
Vivian said, “That’s good news. It won’t be difficult to convince Ben to
stay in the Toronto area, since you’ll moving this way soon.”
Dave said, “We’ve talked to Ben about our retirement plans,
so he knows we’re moving to St. Catharines.”
They continued talking about their children and their
post-college plans. Meanwhile, the
younger set had great time visiting and catching up on their lives.
*** ***
After dinner, we returned to our place and the adults left
for their hotels. We sat in the
recreation room, relaxing. Rick was
getting a little frisky. It was obvious
that he wanted to fuck me. Zach caught
Rick’s eye and motioned that we should go upstairs. Todd saw the signal, and said, “Let’s take
this party to our bedroom.”
**** ***
Peyton lay between Corey and Dylan, staring at the
ceiling. His mind kept going over what
Grandma had told him about her beliefs.
He stopped in mid-thought. He
hadn’t thought of her as Mrs. Scarborough!
He had thought of her as Grandma, just like Rick and Glenn did. He really had started to see himself as part
the family.
Did this mean he was really capable of changing? His first stint in jail had only exacerbated
his character flaws. He came out of
prison a rotten excuse for a human being, with only the thought of revenge on
his mind.
His second time in prison had left him a shell of a man,
barely able to function. He had been
subjected to the most heinous and vile treatment men can devise. He had seen pure evil in the eyes of the men
who beat him and sexually abused him on a daily basis. They enjoyed inflicting pain on others. Most of them would spend the rest of their
lives in jail, never to breathe free air again. It didn’t matter to them that they could be
charged with more crimes. They were
already incarcerated and had no motivation to improve whatsoever.
Unfortunately for Peyton, he didn’t have a cell mate who
could protect him like the first time he was in prison. He had traded sex for protection. John was a huge man and would take anyone
down who wanted to challenge him.
Without someone to protect him, he was quickly forced into a sex ring
run by the prison gang. His cell mate,
Marty, was his pimp. When he wouldn’t
cooperate, Marty arranged for him to be repeatedly gang raped. He had been through hell!
The memories made him shiver. Corey said, “Are you cold?”
“No, I was just remembering being gang raped,” Peyton said,
his body still shaking.
Corey said, “You’re safe now.” He moved closer to Peyton, molding his body
to his. He lifted his hand to his face
to caress his cheek. “No one will rape
you or do anything to you. You’re with
family.”
“I know,” Peyton said.
“I was just thinking how quickly I’ve started to adjust to calling your
mother, Grandma.”
“Good. I’m glad to
hear that you’re beginning to feel more at home here,” Corey said. “I have to admit that I was a little
skeptical about taking you in. My
father has a habit of taking every stray that comes his way. When we were little, Dad took in a homeless
family. They lived with us for almost a
year. He helped them rebuild their
lives.”
“I didn’t know that,” Dylan said. “Do I know them?”
“Yes, you do. It’s
Sherriff Smith’s family. His father had
lost his job. They lost their home and
were out on the street. When Dad heard
about it, he brought the Smith’s to live with us. Daniel and his two sisters went to school
with us, while his parents worked on the farm with Dad. Mr. Smith had an affinity for cars which
endeared him to Dad. They worked
together to restore old cars when they weren’t working on other things. Dad suggested to Mr. Smith that he open an
auto repair business, with Dad as his partner.
Dad would provide the needed capital and Mr. Smith would run the repair
shop.”
“I wondered why Dad was on such good terms with the
Sherriff,” Dylan said.
“It goes beyond that, Dylan.
Dad paid for Daniel’s college education. Dad encouraged him to attend the university,
just as he did his two sisters,” Corey said.
“Dad set up a college education fund for our high school, and persuaded
most of the local farmers to contribute to it.
At first, there was only enough money to send one or two kids to
college, but now it funds about 20 or so kids.”
“Wow! I didn’t know
Dad was so much into helping the community,” Dylan.
“Dad has always said that the only way to combat ignorance is
through education. He believes that society
as a whole is much better off when people are educated and can think for
themselves,” Corey said.
Peyton shifted his leg, his cast bumping up against
Dylan. Dylan said, “I just wish you
didn’t have to wear these casts.”
Peyton said, “You don’t know how badly I want to them be gone. The casts themselves aren’t so bad. What I hate about them is the fact that I
can’t take care of myself.”
“Don’t worry about it,” Dylan said.
Peyton asked, “Corey, what made you change your mind about
taking me in?”
“After I heard you tell us what you had been through in
prison, I decided that Dad was right to take you in. No one should be treated like you were. I could see that you had been mentally and
emotionally destroyed by those savages who abused you. I looked into your eyes and I saw how much
you were hurting. I wanted to take you
in my arms and comfort you,” Corey said.
He gently kissed Peyton. “You
looked so adorable, laying there helpless and needy, I couldn’t resist the urge
to protect you and make you whole.”
Peyton laughed. “I’ve
never been told that I was adorable before.
I’ve been called many other things, but never adorable!”
Dylan reached over and began stroking Peyton. “I agree with Corey. I think there are many things about you that
are adorable.”
Peyton moaned with pleasure.
“Please, don’t stop.” When he
felt Dylan’s mouth on his cock, he said, “Dylan, don’t do that. We don’t have the test results back
yet. I don’t want to give you AIDS.”
Dylan said, “I know, but I had to taste your cock.” He moved up and kissed Peyton on the
lips. “Thank you for looking out for
me.” He reached down to finish what he
had started.
*** ***
The next morning Corey and Dylan helped Peyton with his
morning duties. They had just finished dressing
him, when there was a tap on the door.
“Breakfast is ready.”
“We’ll be right there,” Corey shouted. They lifted Peyton out of bed and into his
wheelchair. They wheeled him out of his
room and down the hallway to the kitchen.
They arrived just as Grandpa was sitting down at the table.
“Good morning, boys,” he said, smiling at them.
“Good morning,” they chorused. They took their places and Grandpa said
grace.
When he had finished, he looked at Peyton and said, “I need
the boys to help me on the farm today.
Will you be okay staying here with your Grandma?”
Peyton nodded his head.
“I’ll be just fine.”
“Good,” Grandpa said.
Corey helped Peyton with his breakfast, then, quickly
finished his own. Jasper and Bod
arrived as they were clearing the dishes.
Grandpa said, “Right on time.
Let’s go, boys.”
He gave Grandma a quick hug and a kiss, before he headed out
the door with the four boys. Grandma
washed and dried the dishes. She put
them away, and turned to Peyton. “Let’s
go sit by the pool. We can enjoy the
morning sun, before it gets too hot to be outside.”
She pushed Peyton’s wheelchair out of the kitchen and down
the hall past the family to the door that led to the pool deck. She opened and pushed him through it, positioning
him next to one of the patio tables.
She went back inside and returned with a tray filled with a couple of
empty glasses and a pitcher of iced tea.
She placed on the patio table in full sunlight.
“I love iced tea, but I like to sit for a while in the sun
before I drink it,” Grandma said.
Peyton smiled, “I like it, too.”
Grandma sat down and asked, “What would you like to talk
about?”
“Can we talk more about your belief in God?” Peyton
asked. “If you don’t want to do that,
we can talk of anything else you want to talk about.”
Grandma looked into Peyton’s eyes. “I don’t mind talking about God, but are you
ready to hear what I might have to say about Him?”
Peyton said, “I don’t know.
I’m really confused right now. I
have a belief in God, but there are so questions I have about religion.”
“Well, let’s start where we left off the other day,” Grandma
said.
“I’ve thought about what you said. I think I can believe that we are all God’s
children. I mean everyone, including
those men who raped me and tried to kill me,” Peyton said
“Well, since you’ve gotten that far, let’s go on. What do you believe about Jesus Christ?”
Grandma asked.
“I believe he was a great teacher and a prophet,” Peyton
said. “My parents professed to belief
that he saved us from our sins, but they said only the elect or people called
saints would have their sins forgiven them.”
“That’s the typical attitude of most Christians. They like to think they are the gatekeepers
of God’s love and mercy for His children.
Why would God put limits on His love for His children? The answer is that he doesn’t. He is always there for us. There are no limits to His love, despite what
people might tell you,” she said.
“Yes, you said that before,” Peyton said. “But, what about Jesus’ sacrifice for us?”
“Contrary to what most Christian churches teach, I believe
that Jesus paid the price for all of our sins in the Garden of Gethsemane. I don’t believe there was any selectivity
there. Jesus didn’t say, ‘I’ll pay for
your sins, but not yours.’ I believe He
paid for all of our sins, regardless of our belief in Him or not. His sacrifice had to be as infinite as God’s
love. I also believe that He took upon
Himself the suffering of all mankind,” she said, pausing to see if Peyton
understood her.
Peyton said, “I don’t understand what you mean when you say
he took our suffering upon himself.”
“I believe that He can take away our pain and suffering,
because he already paid the price for us.
I believe that if we turn to God that our pain and suffering will be
taken away, because of what Jesus Christ did for us."
“You’re beginning to sound like one of those evangelists on
television,” Peyton said.
“Maybe so, but there is one important difference - I’m not
trying to get you to send me money, or asking you to join the ranks of the
believers. What you believe about God
and Jesus Christ is your own affair.
You asked me what I think about God, and I’ve told you. It’s up to you to decide what you believe,”
she said.
Peyton was immediately contrite. “I’m sorry, Grandma. I didn’t mean to offend you.”
“You didn’t offend me.
I just wanted to make it clear that you are one in charge of what you
believe. Don’t let anyone tell you what
to believe. You need to decide for
yourself what you believe. Do you
remember that I said that I believe that every one of us is a child of God?”
“Yes, I do. I’ve
thought about that a lot,” Peyton said.
“Then, you also remember that I said anyone can approach God
in prayer. I believe that as His
children we can approach him with our questions, and he will answer them. When I pray, I envision God as a loving
father who is sitting next to me, listening to me and answering my prayers,”
she said.
“Do you really think God would answer my prayers? I’ve done some pretty horrible things in my
life. Why would he want anything to do
with me? How can God love a gay man
like me? My parents’ church taught us
that homosexuals were sinners and had to be exterminated, according to their
interpretation of the Bible.”
“God will listen to you because you are his child. No matter what you have done, His love for
you is unconditional. Don’t let anyone
tell you otherwise, Peyton. You are of
infinite worth to your God. Don’t ever
think that God doesn’t value you. He
may not be happy with the choices you’ve made, but He will always love
you. God’s love is a perfect love. As parents, we love our children, but that
love isn’t perfect like God’s love.
It’s close, but it sometimes isn’t enough for us to overcome the things
our children do and say. We become
offended, and our love can be turned to hatred. We are imperfect, being human; however, God
is perfect and His love for us doesn’t change, or go away.” She paused and searched his gaze. “He loves every gay person just like he
loves every one of his other children.
Being gay doesn’t disqualify you from being loved, as many ‘Christians’
would have you believe.”
“My parents don’t believe in God’s love the way you do, and
neither do Rick’s parents. They disowned
him for being gay, and my parents don’t want anything to do with me,
either. I didn’t realize how much it
hurt Rick when his parents rejected him, until mine rejected me,” Peyton
said.
His forlorn expression touched her heart. It was clear that he felt very much alone in
the world. “But you have each other,
and you both have a new family who loves you,” Grandma said, reassuringly.
“I’m beginning to believe you. I surprised myself this morning. Instead of thinking of you as Mrs.
Scarborough, I thought of you as Grandma,” Peyton said.
“Good. That means
you’re beginning to heal,” she said.
“I’m feeling much better than I was a few days ago,” he
acknowledged. “I’m feeling confident
enough to ask questions. I haven’t
dared to ask questions of anyone for a long time for fear of being beaten. Do you think Rick and Glenn have really forgiven
me for what I did to them?”
“I can’t answer for them, Peyton. That is something that is between you and
them. From what you have seen of them
since you arrived here, what is your assessment of the situation?” she asked,
helping him to think things through.
“I think that they have accepted me for who I am. I also know that I’m on probation with
them. They are willing to give me a
second chance, but are being cautious around me,” he responded.
“And what about you?
Have you forgiven yourself for what you’ve done?” she asked.
He gave her a puzzled look.
“Why is that so important?”
“You have to learn to love yourself, Peyton. If you don’t like who you are, how can you
learn to like others,” she explained.
“You have to have love in your soul in order to share it. I’m not saying that you have to be perfect,
but you have to be able to look at yourself in the mirror every morning and
like who you see there. Even if Rick
and Glenn forgive you, it won’t matter if you can’t forgive yourself. You will continue torment yourself with your
sense of guilt. Some people like to
make themselves miserable by holding onto their guilt long after they’ve made
restitution for what they’ve done wrong and those they have hurt have forgiven
them.”
He thought about what she said for a few minutes. “Is forgiving yourself part of your
religious beliefs?”
“Yes, it is. Jesus
said that we are to forgive those who offend us, no matter how many times they
hurt us. I think we need to forgive
ourselves for our shortcomings, and work to make them strengths. None of us are perfect, so that means we
will always have something we can improve in ourselves. It also means that we need to be patient and
kind to everyone, including ourselves.”
They spent the next few hours discussing, in depth, Grandma’s
religious beliefs and Peyton’s struggle with his own religious views. During a lull in their conversation, she
poured them each a tall glass of iced tea.
She put a straw in Peyton’s ice tea and handed it to him.
He smiled and said, “Thank you.” He managed to hold the glass in both hands,
while he sipped the ice tea through the straw.
When he finished, Grandma took the glass from him and placed it on the
tray.
“That sure tasted good,” Grandma said. She placed her glass next to Peyton’s. They were joined on the pool deck by Bob and
Jasper. “Bob, please go into the
kitchen and bring out enough glasses for everyone to have ice tea.”
Bob said, “Sure, Mom.”
He retraced his steps to the kitchen and returned with the glasses,
followed by Corey, Dylan and Grandpa.
Grandpa said, “I hear there is fresh ice tea to be had.”
Grandma said, “Yes, there is. Please sit down, and I’ll pour you a
glass.” She poured everyone a glass of
ice tea and passed them around to the thirsty men. She smiled.
“Did you get everything done out in the orchard?”
“Yes, thanks to boys,” Grandpa said. He looked over at Peyton. “You need to hurry up and get on your
feet. We need you.”
Peyton smiled, and said, “I’m doing my best, Grandpa.”
Grandpa returned his smile.
“You better, because we’re counting on you.”
“It feels good to be needed in a positive way,” Peyton said.
Dylan grinned broadly at Peyton, and said, “We need you in a
positive way.”
Corey put arm around his husband’s shoulders. “Yes, we need you very much.”
Peyton blushed. It
was one thing to say such things among themselves, but it was quite another to
have them said in front of Grandpa and Grandma.
Bob said, “Now look what you’ve gone and done. You’ve embarrassed Peyton.”
Jasper winked at Peyton, and asked, “He does look very cute
when he blushes don’t you think?”
Peyton looked at Grandpa and Grandma to see their
reaction. He was surprised when Grandma
said, “I think Peyton is pretty good looking.
If I were a few years younger, I might have been tempted to go after him
myself.” She reached over and took
Grandpa’s hand in hers. “However, I’ve
found the perfect mate for me.”
Grandpa leaned over and gave her a kiss. “Yes, we’re soul mates.”
Grandma looked over at Peyton, with a smile. “Don’t look so surprised, Peyton. Just because we’re old enough to be your
grandparents doesn’t mean that we don’t have the same thoughts and feelings you
young people have.”
Peyton said, “I’m just not used to being teased in front of
my elders.”
“Well, you had better get used to it,” Bob said. “We’re not about to let you think you’re any
different than the rest of us.”
Peyton grinned and laughed.
“I’m glad that I’m receiving equal treatment.”
Grandpa looked over at Grandma, and said, “I think Peyton is
beginning to understand that he belongs with us.”
Peyton nodded his head, and said, “I’m a slow learner, but I
can be taught, eventually.”
Later that evening, Bob and Jasper wheeled Peyton to his
room. Bob said, “It’s time for bed big
boy.” He grinned at Peyton. “You are in for one wild ride.”
Bob and Jasper lifted him into his bed and proceeded to help
him disrobe, before doing the same.
They climbed into bed with him.
Jasper said, “Our goal is to make sure we become your favorites. We might be the last couple to sleep with
you, but we are definitely the best!”
Peyton laughed. “I
can’t wait to see how you plan to convince me of that fact.”
He didn’t get a chance to say anything more, as Bob captured his
lips and Jasper attended to his stiffening cock.
*** ***
I awoke from a wonderful dream about having an all-night orgy
with the sexiest men on the planet. I
was so hard, it hurt. I felt Rick’s
fingers running through my hair. I
lifted my head from his chest and looked into his eyes. He smiled and kissed me.
“It’s about time you woke up. You must have been having a pretty good
dream,” Rick said, taking my morning wood in his hand.
“I was dreaming of having great sex with all of our friends,”
I said.
“That was no dream,” Todd said. I felt him spooning against me. He kissed the back of my neck.
Zach said, “Last night was totally mind blowing!”
Greg said, “I have to agree with that assessment.”
Cory added, “I still can’t believe we really did it.”
Robbie said, “You’d better believe it.”
Adam chimed in, “It was like that time in Spain with all the
guys.”
I piped up, “Now
you’re making us sound like a bunch of sex-crazed gay guys.”
Rick said, “If the shoe fits, wear it!”
I playfully punched his shoulder, “I’m not sex-crazed. I’m just addicted to sex with you, Babe.”
“The rest of us are just as addicted to having sex with our
husbands as you are with Rick,” Zach said.
“But what happened last night certainly tops my list of favorite
memories of being with you guys.”
Robbie said, “What I can’t believe is that we all managed to
sleep in the same bed together. You
guys aren’t exactly small.”
Adam said, “I can because this is a king-sized bed and we
slept sideways so everybody fit. Well,
most everybody.” He grinned as he
noticed how Greg, Zach and Rick’s feet hung out over the end of the bed.
Zach laughed, “Greg, Rick and I kind of got the short end of
the stick.”
“But you each had someone to keep you warm,” Robbie said.
Greg said, “Is anyone up for our usual shower competition?”
Zach said, “You know I’ll win!”
Rick laughed. “You
might beat everyone else here but I’ve never lost. I’ve always been able to shoot farther than
any other guy.”
Zach said, “Then, let’s have a rematch.”
We all got out of bed and headed to the en suite. Zach said, “I’m glad we have a large shower;
otherwise, we wouldn’t all fit in here.”
We had a great time in the shower. Of course, my man won the contest! Rick was beaming as we came out of the
shower.
Rick said, “Zach, you just have to admit you’ll never beat
me!”
Zach laughed. “One of
these days, you won’t be able to even get it up.”
Rick grinned. “I’ll
be dead when that happens!”
Zach said, “I want another go at you before you guys leave
for Atlanta.”
Rick said, “Okay, how about tonight after your graduation
ceremony?”
“No, I don’t think so.
I plan to have a few drinks to celebrate getting out school,” Zach
replied. “Alcohol has always decreased
my performance.”
Todd said, “I can testify to that.” He skipped away from his husband, as Zach
tried to grab him. “Hey, I’m just
saying you’re right.”
“You didn’t have to agree with me so quickly,” Zach
complained.
Todd looked contrite and said, “I’m sorry if I hurt your
feelings.”
Robbie laughed and said, “Todd’s crossing his fingers behind
his back!”
Todd laughed. “Okay,
I’m not really sorry, but I still love you, just the same.” He walked over to Zach and pulled him into
his arms. He kissed him deeply, causing
the guys to wolf whistle!
Greg said, “I’m going to miss seeing you guys kiss like
that.”
Zach and Todd looked into each other’s eyes, and Todd said,
“Maybe we’ll have to make a special video for you, Greg. That way, you can watch us kissing any time
you want.”
Robbie said, “Hey, I want a copy if you decide to make video
of you guys making out.”
Cory said, “I think we should repeat we did last night and
record it this time.”
“Now, that would be worth some big money,” Adam said.
Rick looked at me and I said, “I would rather have us keep
last night as a great memory instead making a porno video out of it. I will always remember having a great time
with those I love. Let’s leave things
alone.”
Todd agreed with me.
“I think Glenn’s right. We’re
all very good friends and we’re closer than brothers.”
Zach laughed, and said, “We should be closer than brothers
after some of the things we’ve done.”
Cory said, “Okay, we won’t record, but I still want to do it
again tonight.”
Robbie said, “I’m up for that.”
We all agreed that another night of enjoying each other was
what we all wanted. Just thinking about
it had me so amped up I could hardly wait for the day to pass, and it was just
beginning. We finished drying each
other off, and the guys went to their separate rooms to get dressed for the
day.
We met them
downstairs at the breakfast table. I
volunteered to cook, as did Cory and Robbie.
I soon had pancakes on the griddle, while Cory and Robbie cooked the
sausage and eggs. Rick washed and cut
up the fresh strawberries. He put them
on the table along with a can of whipped cream, the kind that sprays out of the
can when you press the nozzle. The guys
set the table and we sat down to a big breakfast.
After breakfast, Zach said, “I’ve got too much energy to sit
around the house until tonight. What do
you guys want to do?”
Robbie said, “The question is, what do our parents want to
do? You know that Mom probably has
plans.”
Zach said, “You’re probably right about that.”
Zach’s cell phone rang at that moment. “Hello, Mom.”
“Hello, Zach,” she said.
“Your father and I wanted to know if you guys wanted to do something
with us today.”
“We were just talking about that,” Zach said. “Would you be up for a bike ride around the
lakes?”
“Let me ask the others,” she said. He could hear her talking with his father
and the Ingrams.
He looked around the room and asked, “Are you guys for a bike
ride?”
I said, “Sure, as long as you’ve got a bike we can borrow.”
Todd said, “We have a couple of extra bikes in the garage.”
Zach’s mother came back on the line. “We’re not up for that today, but we’ll meet
you at Lake Calhoun for a picnic lunch.”
“We’ll meet at the Lake Calhoun for lunch, then,” he
said. “Is 12 noon good?”
“Sounds good to me.
You boys enjoy your bike ride, and we’ll see you at lunch. We’ll stop and pick something up, so you
guys won’t have to haul any food.”
“Thanks, Mom,” Zach said.
“You’re welcome,” she said.
Zach ended the call, and said, “Let’s go. I need some exercise.”
We followed him outside to the garage and helped load up the
bikes. We had a great time riding
around the Cedar Lake, Lake Calhoun and Lake Harriet. We met the adults for lunch. We rode our bikes around Lake of the Isles,
before we rode back to the parking lot.
When we got back to the house, Zach laughed and said, “Back
to the shower, boys!”
Robbie said, “I’m ready for a rematch.”
Rick said, “Robbie, you shouldn’t even try.”
Robbie punched Rick in the shoulder. “That wasn’t nice! I can shoot as far as any of the other
guys. I just haven’t beaten you.”
Zach said, “You’re right, you haven’t beaten me.”
“We tied last time, remember?” Robbie asked.
Zach rolled his eyes.
“Okay, so, we tied. That doesn’t
mean you beat me. A tie doesn’t mean I
lost to you.”
Robbie said, “But I count it as a win.”
“Neither one of us won, Robbie. Rick shot further than we did,” Zach pointed
out.
“Let’s see if we both can’t out do Rick,” Robbie said,
laughing.
Zach grinned. “Okay,
let’s see of the Anderson boys can’t outdo the rest of these guys.”
Their husbands protested.
Todd said, “We’re Anderson boys, too.
All four of us are Anderson-Ingrams.”
Adam said, “We’re Anderson-Ingrams just like you two.”
Robbie said, “They’re right, Zach.”
“Okay, the Anderson-Ingram men need to show their stuff,”
Zach said.
Rick said, “I accept the challenge. Please lead the way.”
Zach grinned, and said, “Follow me boys.”
We made our way upstairs and quickly disrobed. Soon, there were eight horny guys in the
shower. The contest began as soon as
the showers were turned on and the temperature of the water adjusted. I went first, followed by Rick, Greg and
Cory. Robbie kept careful track of the distance
each of shot of cum. The last
contestants were the Anderson-Ingram men.
Zach was last of all. Watching
him shoot his load was something to behold!
When he was finished, Robbie marked the farthest reach of his volleys of
cum.
Robbie grinned. “We
are tied again.”
Rick said, “I win once again.”
Robbie said, “Yes, but just barely.”
Rick said, “Close only counts in horse shoes.”
Robbie laughed. “Yes,
but you have to admit we’re so close you could lose next time.”
Rick said, “Okay, I’ll give you that. However, we’ll see if you two actually can
deliver the goods.”
I said, “You guys were pretty impressive.”
Zach grinned. “Was I
impressive enough to get a kiss from you?”
“Certainly,” I said, kissing him deeply.
That started a major make out session in the shower! We eventually cleaned up and got out of the
shower. We dried off and went our
separate rooms to get dressed for the evening.
The adults were taking out for an early dinner before the graduation ceremony.
After dinner, we made our way to the Mariucci Arena and found
our seats, while the graduates made their way to their places. It was totally awesome to see our friends
receive their diplomas. We took lots of
photographs to mark the occasion.
Eventually, we made our way back to the house. We were very much looking forward to a
repeat performance of last night’s activities.
It was quite a graduation present for our friends – a night none of us
will ever forget!
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