DJ Pt. 35

The four boys all shared each other's phone numbers, and then Joe and Damion hung up.

Joe went to the bedroom and got the photo of Damion and Brandon and showed it to DJ and Jamie. "This was what they looked like a few years ago, but they were only about maybe 10 and 12 then, but it's likely they'll still be recognizable." DJ and Jamie agreed that they were nice looking boys.

I made a pot of hot cocoa, and we all had some, and then we soon all went to bed. DJ and Jamie cuddled together, pretty much as normal, and shared some passionate kisses, and even though they managed to make each other a little hard, they didn't consider having any sex.

* * * * * *

About 8:00 AM on Thursday morning Rose Robinson was reading the Obits, and noticed that Agatha Reynolds had died. She read the list of survivors and saw that Douglas J. Kendall was listed as a grandson. She immediately phoned Jamal, knowing that he probably didn't know. She told him the details that were given in the paper.

Jamal, after receiving the news, "Oh my god, poor DJ, Thanks Mama," then "Rusty! DJ's Granny has passed away, we have to do something! There is a viewing at 10:00 AM, tomorrow at Lynches, followed by the Memorial Service at 11:00 AM."

"We need to send flowers, and I think we need to be there tomorrow," Rusty stated, "there is no way we're going to let one of our closest friends go through this without our support. Let's go to the florist and get some flowers ordered." Jamal and Rusty headed out to do the chore.

About the same time, Annie Gill read the same item in the paper. Matt was sleeping in, as he didn't have classes on Thursday, and Annie woke him, to tell him the bad news. Matt jumped out of bed and followed Annie to the kitchen.

"Mom," Matt asked, "Can you order flowers for us, and please add Marie's name on them? When is the viewing, and the service?"

"Certainly, son," Annie replied, "Viewing is at 10:00 AM tomorrow morning, followed by the service at 11:00 AM at Lynches Smalltown Chapel." Annie prepared breakfast for Matt and herself and they ate.

"Mom," Matt said, "can I borrow the credit card, I need to do some shopping."

"What are you needing, son?" Annie asked.

"I need a men's suit, shirt and tie, and a pair of men's dress shoes," Matt replied, "I have to have something decent to wear tomorrow."

"I guess you're planning to go to the funeral?" Annie asked.

"Mom," Matt remarked, "wouldn't you want to go, if it was your best friends Grandmother that passed on? I need to be there to support DJ and Jamie. She was DJ's only grandparent."

"I'm planning to go also," Annie said, "I consider Doug and Joe to be pretty close friends too, but I already have some decent clothes to wear."

Matt went to his room to get dressed in something casual to go shopping and quickly called his girlfriend to let her know. He also asked her to accompany him tomorrow, and she said she would. Annie called the florist and ordered the arrangement, then handed Matt the credit card and he left.

A few minutes later, Matt entered the only men's clothing store in Smalltown, and was looking over the selection of suits. A salesman asked if he could help him and Matt informed him what he needed.

"I can help you better," the salesman stated, "after I have your measurements, do you know your sizes?"

"No sir," Matt replied.

"Stand on this stool, young man and I'll get your measurements. Do you dress left or right?"

"I'm not sure what that means," Matt said.

"Let me explain," he said, "a mans genitals tend to hang to one side of center, if they hang to the left, you would be a left dresser, to the right, a right dresser, and it can make a difference in how the trousers fit."

"Sir, I think I need to explain something," Matt said, "I'm an F2M Trans, and I don't have any male genitals, yet."

"That helps," he said, "I know better what we're working with, and I'm certain we can fit you just fine. Please turn your back to me." Squeezing Matt's ass cheeks lightly "your lucky in one respect, you don't have the large buttocks typical of many females. We occasionally get a Butch lesbian in here, and they can be quite a challenge to fit, because of the big butts." Just the way he said it made Matt snicker a little.

"Okay, he said, we've got your waist and inseam, and no concern about the dress, at least not now." He smiled. "Now we need to get upper measurements, please step down to the floor." Matt complied.

"I'm Cederick, by the way, and what is your name young man?"

"I'm Mathew Gill," Matt answered, "but I go by just Matt."

Cederick measured Matt's shoulder width, arm length and chest size.

"You're still a bit heavy chested," Cederick said.

"Not as heavy as I used to be," Matt said, smiling, "hormones have helped, and after spring semester ends I'm going to Atlanta and a doctor there is going to get rid of these (pointing to his breasts). Its called upper surgery, they will remove my nipples, suck out the mammary glands, then replace my nipples to where they should be on a man."

"I'm learning a lot today," Cederick said, "I'm not trying to be too personal, but do you have binders?"

"I have some," Matt said, "I try not to wear them on a daily basis, and I'm not wearing them right now."

"What would be your color choice in a suit?" Cederick asked.

"I'm debating between black and navy," Matt replied.

"Black is pretty formal," Cederick said, "and navy is probably a little more versatile, is there a particular need for the suit right now?"

Matt, a couple of tears escaping his eyes, "One of my closest and best friends Granny passed away, and the funeral is tomorrow. I need to be there to offer my support for him and his family."

"I'm very sorry to hear that, Matt," Cederick said, "would you like to try on a navy?" Matt nodded. Cederick shuffled through the navy suits on the rack and pulled one out, checking the sizes of the trousers and the jacket.

"I think this will work," Cederick said, "come on back with me to the fitting room, and try it on." Matt followed Cederick to the back of the store. The fitting room had only a curtain, and no door. Cederick politely waited outside while Matt changed into the suit. He stepped out and Cederick checked him out, to see how it fit.

The pants fit perfectly, but the jacket was a bit snug.

"I think you may need one size larger in the chest," Cederick said.

"I don't think so," Matt responded, "I don't often have the need for a suit, I can wear the binders for tomorrow, and after my surgery, my chest will be smaller, so it should fit fine in the future."

"Okay Matt," Cederick said, "is there anything else I can help you with today?"

"Yep," Matt said, "I need a shirt, tie and a pair of men's dress shoes."

Cederick help Matt pick out a dress shirt in Robin's egg blue, and a white necktie.

"May I try the shirt on?" Matt asked.

"Of course," Cederick replied, "you know where the fitting room is."

Five minutes later Matt returned to the front of the store, wearing the shirt, and it fit perfectly.

"Can I ask one more favor?" Matt said, "I have no idea how to tie a necktie."

"I'll help you," Cederick said, smiling, "first, button that shirt all the way to the top, and straighten the collar." Matt did as asked.

Cederick stepped behind Matt, and showed him how to tie it. He then told Matt to loosen the knot, and slide the short part of the tie in, so that it could be brought over his head, leaving the knot intact. Now all Matt has to do is pull the tie over his head, and tighten the knot, and he'll be good to go tomorrow morning.

"You said you needed dress shoes?" Cederick asked, then led Matt to the shoe department.

"This might be tricky," Cederick said, "men's shoes typically come in D or E width, and I suspect you'll need a B, or C, you still have the feet of a female, have a seat, take off your right shoe, and let's measure it." Matt's foot measured a 9B.

"Do you want black shoes?" Matt nodded. "There is not going to be much choice, 9B is quite narrow, we might find a 9C that will fit the bill." Cederick looked over the possibilities on the shelves. "Would you consider white shoes? I have a pair of white dress shoes that are on closeout, and they are a 9B, do you want to try them on?"

"Why not," Matt answered. He tried them on, and they were actually quite comfortable. Matt had previously bought sneakers most of the time, and he could get by wearing Ladies sneakers but he didn't want ladies dress shoes. He agreed to take them.

Cederick rang everything up, and Matt paid with the credit card.

"Cederick," Matt said, "I really appreciate your help, and understanding."

"Matt," Cederick stated, smiling, "you've been a challenge, but I've sincerely enjoyed serving you today. I'm sorry for the reason you came here today, but I wish you success and a speedy recovery on your upcoming surgery."

Cederick offered his hand, and Matt shook it. He then gathered his new wardrobe, took it to his car and headed home.

* * * * * *

Thursday morning Joe and I got up, made coffee and sat at the kitchen table, drinking our first cups, DJ and Jamie walked in and joined us a few minutes later. We were all naked, as usual, some things never change. About 9:00 AM I donned the apron and prepared us some breakfast.

"Mom and Dad are gonna have a house full this weekend," Jamie commented, "I wonder what it will feel like to them, having six 20 year old boys under their roof at the same time?"

"I don't know about Carl," Joe said, "but when I talked with Karen yesterday, she acted like she was looking forward to hosting Damion and Brandon for the weekend. She said she was going to bake a triple batch of cookies." That comment brought a smile to both DJ's and Jamie's faces.

"Are you guys coming home tonight?" I asked.

"I don't think so, Dad," DJ replied, "we want to spend all the time we can with my cousins, and get to know them. I'll take my dress slacks, shirt and tie with me today, and we can head to the funeral parlor from there in the morning. Mom and Dad will have a house full of pallbearers." Joe and I just realized that all six of them would be sleeping in the same house tonight.

Jamie and DJ decided to take Jamie's car to go to the airport, because the back seat is much more comfortable that the back seat of the Tracker. Jamie's phone rang, and it was Karen.

"Hi, Mom," Jamie answered.

"Have you and DJ left yet?" Karen asked.

"No, Mom," Jamie replied, "their plane won't be arriving until about 4:00 PM, so we'll probably leave here around 2:30 to pick them up."

"Honey," Karen said, "I'm planning dinner for all four of you tonight, so don't stop and eat along the way, you should all be here by around 6:00, and I've made plenty of cookies, too."

"Mom, you're the greatest," Jamie said, grinning, "you know how much we guys all like your cookies, and I'll bet that Damion and Brandon have never even tasted homemade cookies. If the plane is behind schedule, I will call you, otherwise we should be there by 6:00."

* * * * * *

"Jamie," DJ commented, while they were on the way to the airport, "I'm afraid my cousins won't like me, especially knowing that we're gay."

"You worry too much, baby," Jamie countered, "what little we talked on the phone, my impression is that they are pretty open-minded, and I think that they are as anxious to meet us, as we are to meet them."

"I hope you're right," DJ stated, "We'll soon know."

It was about 3:45 when Jamie parked the car in the short term parking lot. They both walked into the 'Arrival' part of the terminal, and directly to the 'United Airlines' counter. The board listed flight 842 as due at 4:00 PM and the comment stated 'on schedule'. DJ and Jamie both found a seat together and they were both about as nervous as a long tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs.

The voice over the PA system announced 'United Flight 842 from Los Angeles is arriving at Gate Seven'. DJ and Jamie were on their feet instantly, and heading over toward Gate 7. They watched as the passengers walked down the ramp. They saw two young men coming down the ramp and believed them to be the cousins.

"Are you Brandon and Damion?" Jamie asked.

"We are," Brandon answered, "can I guess that you are DJ and Jamie?"

"You guessed right," Jamie said, "which one of you are who?"

"I'm Damion, and he is Brandon," Dami replied, "which one of you is DJ, and I guess the other would be Jamie?"

DJ, raising his hand, "I'm DJ, and this is my boyfriend, Jamie."

"I think we got caught a little off guard," Damion said, "no one ever told us that you were black!"

"Not that it makes any difference," Brandon quickly added, smiling, "we're just so happy to meet you guys." Brandon threw his arms around DJ, giving him a very warm hug, which DJ returned. Damion and Jamie also shared a tight hug.

"We need to claim our luggage," Damion said, leading the other three toward the baggage claim counter. The luggage was on a conveyor and Brandon and Damion both pulled their bags off the conveyor, showing the attendant their matching claims checks.

"We packed our dress clothes together in the big suitcase, and things like our boxers, socks, shorts, tee shirts and toiletries are in the smaller bags," Damion stated.

They all walked out to the platform, and Jamie told them to all wait there and he would get the car and pick them up, which he did, pulling up about 6 or 7 minutes later. They placed the luggage into the trunk, Damion and Brandon took the back seat, DJ and Jamie took the front, and Jamie drove them out of the airport, heading home.

"Jamie," Damion asked, "the food they served us on the plane wasn't very filling, would it be too much to ask you to stop somewhere so we could grab something to munch on?"

"Nope!" Jamie exclaimed, grinning, "Mom is fixing dinner for all of us, and we'll be eating as soon as we get home."

"How long before we get home?" Brandon asked.

"About an hour," Jamie replied.

"Shit!" Brandon exclaimed, "I gotta pee pretty bad, I don't think I can hold it for an hour."

"There's a rest area about 5 minutes ahead," Jamie said, "we can make a pit stop there."

Jamie pulled into the rest area, and Brandon literally ran to the rest room, DJ and Damion took advantage of the stop and relieved themselves as well.

About 5:45 Jamie pulled into the drive at the Seldon home, and parked. DJ grabbed the large suitcase and the cousins each took a smaller bag, and they headed to the back (kitchen) door, Jamie held the door while the others walked in. Karen was stirring pork gravy on the stove, and placed the spoon on the spoon rest. The aroma was tantalizing.

"Mom," Jamie announced, "These are DJ's cousins, Damion and Brandon Whitlock, Guys, this is my Mom, the greatest mother in the world, Karen Seldon."

Karen, blushing a little, "I'm not too sure about being the greatest mom in the world," and then giving both cousins a warm, welcoming hug, "I do try to give ALL of our boys the love and respect they deserve, and that includes you two. I want you two boys to feel welcome and wanted here, please make yourselves at home!"

"Mom," DJ remarked, "Jamie's right, you are the greatest, and the only person I really think of as my Mom."

"Well," Karen said, "if you and Jamie continue to love each other the way you do now, I expect that some day I will at least be your mother-in-law. Jamie, would you please mash the potatoes?" Karen asked, "and DJ, why don't you show the boys to their bedroom. Dinner will be ready shortly."

DJ, explaining the bedrooms, and pointing to each, "This is Mom and Dads room, and here is the bathroom, this room is Jamie's and mine, and that one is Bryan and Phil's, and this one at the end will be yours, for a few days, anyway. If you want, you can go ahead and bring your luggage in here. You might want to hang your dress clothes up."

"Only one bathroom for eight people?" Brandon questioned.

"Actually six," DJ answered, smiling, "Mom and Dad have their own bath in their bedroom. It's not too bad, Jamie and I always shower together, and Bryan and Phil do, most of the time, and I don't know about you two."

"Brandon and I haven't showered together since we were about 5 or 6 years old, and I don't think we'd want to do it now," Damion stated, "That's even more gay than sleeping together!" DJ grinned.

"I probably ought to give you a heads-up as to how mornings typically are here. Mom gets up and starts coffee, and we guys usually put on just our underwear, sit at the table and have coffee, then breakfast, and then get dressed for school, or work, or whatever. Even Dad sits at the table in his briefs, Mom usually wears a housecoat, and she's very much accustomed to seeing all of us guys in our underwear."

"Why don't you guys just leave your pajamas on when you go to the kitchen in the morning?" Brandon inquired.

"Pajamas!" DJ exclaimed, "I don't think any of us even own a pair, that's why we pull on our underwear."

"You mean," Brandon said, "you guys sleep raw?"

"Brandon," DJ explained, "when you're sleeping with the person you love, cuddling with them, with your naked bodies touching, allows you to feel even closer to each other."

"DJ's right," Damion admitted, "when Silvia stays over with me, we sleep together naked. Bran, when you have a girl stay over with you, I'll bet you'll get rid of your clothes too."

"I don't know," Brandon replied, "it just seems a little gross to me, but that's not apt to happen as long as I'm living with Mom and Dad."

"Even though I'm working now," Damion said, "I could still be living with Mom and Dad, but you know that they would never allow me to bring a girl home for the night. That's the main reason why I wanted my own place."

"Why did you get a two bedroom apartment?" Brandon asked.

"Two potential reasons," Damion replied, "it was only $150 more a month for a two bedroom unit, and I might pick up a like minded roommate, that could share the cost with me. The other reason, when I can get a bed for the other bedroom, I have a brother that I love a lot, and it would be a place he could bring his girlfriend and fuck her brains out!"

Brandon, smiling, "You would let me do that? And not tell our parents?"

"Were brothers!" Damion exclaimed, "I would never rat you out, and I hope you would feel the same."

"Thanks, Dami," Brandon said, as the two brothers lovingly hugged each other. "We have shared a lot of secrets with each other that Mom and Dad never knew about, including this trip, they think we're in Vegas."

"Let's go back to the kitchen," DJ said, "you guys can unpack after dinner, and Mom is probably serving it up now."

On the table was a platter of sliced roast pork, mashed potatoes and gravy, and a bowl of steamed greens. Damion and Brandon sat on one side of the table, DJ and Jamie on the opposite side, and Karen at the end. Karen told everyone to dig in, and they did.

"Those mashed potatoes are awesome," Damion commented, "its been years since I've had real mashed potatoes, can I have some more?"

"Of course you can, sweetheart," Karen answered, "I always try to cook plenty for everyone. Nobody should ever have leave my table hungry."

Damion helped himself to another spoonful of potatoes, topping it with the homemade pork gravy, and a couple of tears slid down his face, and Karen noticed them.

"Damion," Karen asked, "are you OK?"

"I think so," Damion replied, "it's just that you called me 'sweetheart' like you really meant it, and it kinda caught me off guard. Mrs. Seldon, what would you prefer that Brandon and I call you? Mrs. Seldon seems a bit awkward, and due to age difference, 'Karen' seems rather disrespectful."

"I called you sweetheart, because I think you are both pretty nice young men," Karen answered. "I suppose, considering all the complicated relationships, and since you are DJ's cousins, that might make me and Carl your Aunt and Uncle?"