DJ Pt. 39

"Door's open, come on in," Candy said, so the boys entered. Aside from the décor, the apartment was a mirror image of theirs. "Dinner is nearly ready, so you guys can take a seat wherever you wish."

The boys were immediately impressed. The table was covered with a linen tablecloth, had a candle burning in the center, and places set, a soup bowl and wine glass at each place setting. The chairs were arranged with two chairs at each side of the rectangular table, rather than a chair on each of the four sides. The boys chose to sit together on one side.

Phil and Bryan couldn't help but notice that Rina, still cooking at the stove, was wearing a see-through top with no Bra. Had they been straight, it might have caused them some arousal. As it was, they were just a little surprised. Candy pulled a bottle of wine from the fridge, and proceeded to fill the wineglasses.

"Candy," Phil stated, "we're both still only 20 years old."

"Are either of you planning to drive anywhere tonight?" Candy asked.

"No," the boys both replied.

"A little wine just enhances a good meal," Candy stated, smiling, "I won't tell anybody if you don't!" Bryan and Phil smiled at each other.

Rina carried a pitcher of hot soup to the table and poured some into each of the four soup bowls, then she and Candy both sat at the other side of the table opposite the boys.

Candy, raising her wine, "Toast?" (they all raised their glasses) "to a long and prosperous friendship between four beautiful people!" They clinked their glasses, and all took a sip of the wine.

"I'll drink to that!" Phil said, "you ladies are simply awesome, and we're proud to call you our friends."

After they ate the very tasty, sweet and somewhat spicy soup, Rina gathered the empty soup bowls and dished up two plates of the main entrée, yellow rice with some type of meat in sauce, and a serving of some unfamiliar kind of greens. She placed the two plates in front of Phil and Bryan, then dished up two more plates for Candy and herself.

The boys gingerly tasted the food, unable to determine what the meat ingredient was. It wasn't beef, or pork, or chicken.

Bryan, holding a bite of the meat on his fork, "Rina, what is this meat?"

"Have you never eat goat?" Rina asked. Bryan shook his head.

"In my country," Rina explained, "Cow meat is very—spensive, people mostly eat chicken, goat and sheep, and some pig. Do you like?"

"Si!" Bryan replied, smiling and using one of the very few words he knew in Spanish, "I just wondered what it was."

They finished their dinner, and just chatted small talk. No mention was ever made as to Rina's see-through top, which Bryan and Phil couldn't help but notice. Seeing Rina's breasts had no effect on either of them.

"Guys," Candy mentioned, "by next weekend we should have our new gas grill, and you guys are welcome to use it anytime. Maybe we can even have some cookouts together. In case you hadn't noticed, Rina and I like you guys a lot, and I anticipate we can become close friends, platonically speaking, of course. Our door is always open to you guys, if we're home. Don't bother to knock, just come on in."

"Our door is also open, and you don't need to knock either," Phil said, "but I need to give you a heads up, we tend to spend a lot of time naked, and you just might catch us undressed. I think we're wannabe nudists. We need to leave, we still have stuff to unpack and put away, and Bryan has class tomorrow morning at 10:00 AM. Thank you so much for your fantastic hospitality, and the delicious dinner, I know we both enjoyed the food, and the wonderful companionship."

Rina gave Bryan a hug, and Candy gave Phil one, and the two boys left and returned back to their apartment feeling comfortably full, happy and just a bit buzzed from the wine. They decided to put off the rest of their unpacking until another day, stripped and went to bed, planning on having some more hot sex. Instead of having sex they cuddled together and fell asleep. It was only about 8:00 PM Sunday evening.

About 9:30 Bryan woke up to the sound of someone knocking at the door. He walked to the door naked, and asked who it was.

"It's DJ and Jamie," DJ answered. Bryan threw the door open, and the pair entered, both giving the naked Bryan a loving hug.

"Let me get Phil up," Bryan said, "we forgot you guys might be coming by tonight, boy have we got some stories to tell you guys! There's Pepsi in the fridge, help yourselves."

Bryan went in and got Phil up, Phil walked out in all of his naked glory, and also got his loving hugs from DJ and Jamie. Bryan and Phil spent the next hour telling DJ and Jamie about their awesome lesbian neighbors, about dinner, and even about their ten year old boy, that they are dying to have custody of. That part of the story brought tears to DJ's eyes, he has such a tender heart. Both DJ and Jamie now want to meet Candy and Rina.

Phil looked out the door, and apartment 202 was completely dark, so he assumed that the ladies had gone to bed.

"We can't stay long," DJ stated, "we have class at 9:00 tomorrow morning, and Bryan, we also have the Alliance meeting tomorrow afternoon at 5:00. I hope you can attend."

"I'm scheduled at 6:00 tomorrow," Bryan said, "but I can probably go in a little late, if I call my manager. I'll try to make the meeting."

The four boys shared departing hugs, DJ and Jamie left for the Seldon home, and Bryan and Phil returned to their bed and soon fell back to sleep. Bryan did remember to set the alarm on his phone for 8:00 AM, as he needs to leave for class by 9:30.

* * * * * *

At 8:05 Bryan is attempting to make his very first pot of coffee and heard the apartment door open and Candy walked in.

"Oh!" Bryan exclaimed, "I'm naked, let me go get something on!"

"Wait, Sweetheart," Candy said, "I thought we told you last night that we're not opposed to a little nudity, and you do have some cute buns!"

"Bryan, snickering, "Thanks, somebody else likes them a lot too. Are you sure you don't mind me being naked?"

"Not at all," Candy replied, "but Rina and I have a problem this morning. Seeing what you're doing, I think I can assume that you guys are coffee drinkers. Our coffee maker died this morning, and we were hoping we could bum a couple of mugs of coffee from you."

"Yeah, sure, but—well—I have never made coffee before, and I'm not sure how to make it," Bryan stated.

"I'll be glad to help you," Candy offered, stepping next to Bryan, "did you wash the new coffee maker? And do you have a coffee scoop?"

"Yes, I washed it, and No, we don't have a scoop," Bryan replied, "this is our first apartment, and there are a lot of things we don't have yet."

"No worry," Candy said, "we have an extra, I'll be back in a minute."

In about ninety seconds Candy returned along with Rina, and they just walked in like it was their own home. Candy explained to Bryan, for a full 12-cup pot he would need about four scoops of coffee. Bryan filled the water part and measured the coffee, then turned on the switch. The coffee started to brew and Rina couldn't resist giving Bryan a good slap on his bare behind, Bryan, shocked, turned to face her.

"What was that for?" Bryan asked.

"Lo siento," Rina apologized, smiling, "me could no resistir."

"What did she say?" Bryan asked Candy.

"She said she was sorry, that she couldn't resist slapping your cute ass, Bryan, it's all in fun, we both love the shit out of both you guys, Rina, will you please get our mugs?" Rina left to retrieve their coffee mugs and Bryan went in to wake Phil, and told him the coffee was ready. Phil slipped into the bathroom to relieve his bladder and then walked into the kitchen, suddenly realizing they had company, and froze.

"It's OK Phil," Candy said, smiling, "sit down and have coffee with us."

"This feels awkward," Phil lamented, "you ladies are dressed and Bryan and I are naked in front of you!"

"That can be remedied," Candy stated, as she and Rina both slid their robes off their shoulders and let them fall onto the backs of their chairs, leaving them both completely uncovered.

Phil, a bit red faced, and grinning, "I guess that levels the playing field!"

"You've got a right sizable pecker there," Candy stated, "a lot of women would run from that!"

"Yeah," Phil responded, "but no woman is ever going to get the chance, it belongs to Bryan!"

"You can take all of that, Bryan?" Candy asked.

"Yep!" Bryan exclaimed, grinning, "all ten inches of it, that's the hard length, and we've measured it! My man pussy loves it, and it feels really good to have my baby inside of me!"

"I've never really understood," Candy said, "why so many gay guys allow another guy to fuck them, it seems the only benefactor is the top?"

"If the top is good," Bryan explained, "like Phil is, they can stimulate the bottom's prostate, and we both experience orgasms. All this sex talk has me highly aroused!" Bryan stood up, his cock standing straight out, with just a bit of precum at his pee slit, and grabbed the coffee pot, refilling everyone's mugs, except his. Phil lowered his mouth and licked the precum from the tip of Bryan's erect cock, startling the ladies a little.

"If you all will excuse me," Bryan said, "I need to get dressed and head to campus."

"What about some breakfast, baby?" Phil asked.

"I don't have time, I'll just grab one of those breakfast sandwiches at the school cafeteria when I get there." Bryan disappeared into the bedroom and dressed for school, grabbed his backpack, stopped at the table and kissed Phil goodbye, told Candy and Rina goodbye and left.

"Bryan sure is a sweet young man," Candy said, "and so easy to love."

"And a terrific lover too," Phil added, "he the best thing that has ever happened in my life, I would lay my life down for him in a heartbeat!"

"Phil," Candy said, getting up from her chair, "we need to get going too, we have jobs we need to prepare for. It's been interesting, and fun. Being naked with you guys is pretty cool, we also like our nudity, and this is the first time we've been naked with two gay guys, and it's been relaxing and comfortable for us, and I hope for you guys too. Will we see you tonight?"

"Probably not," Phil answered, "I work 3:00 to 11:00 and it will be about 11:30 when I get home, and Bryan will get home a little earlier, probably about 9:00 or 10:00. We might be game for some naked coffee in the morning though, Bryan doesn't have classes tomorrow." Phil smiled, Candy and Rina went to their apartment. Phil busied himself unpacking and putting away their clothing.

* * * * * *

About 3:00 PM on Monday afternoon Bryan called his manager and explained that he'd forgotten about the club meeting, and his manager told him to at least be in ASAP after the meeting, and he would ask one of the day servers to cover until he could get in. Bryan was certain he could be in by 7:00 PM.

At 5:00 PM Sandy brought the April meeting of the Rainbow Alliance to order in the Student Lounge / cafeteria. Lonnie reported that he had been able to reserve the large pavilion at the park for Saturday, April 14th. It had been decided at the previous meeting that everyone planning to attend the picnic would need to pay $5.00 per person for food, and that would be collected today at the end of the meeting.

Matt raised his hand, and was recognized by Sandy. His question was if a guest could be invited that might not be a member of the club? It was determined that members could invite a guest, and they would need to pay the additional $5.00 for the guest today. His interest, of course, was that he wanted to bring his girlfriend, Marie Walsh to the picnic. Bryan was in a similar situation, as he would want to bring Phil, even though Phil had been a member of the club he was not currently a member, as he had dropped out of school, and club members needed to be currently enrolled students.

One of the members volunteered to borrow the volleyball net and volleyball from the Physical Education Department for their use at the picnic. Sheila Parks was collecting the money and making a list of the members and guests that were planning to attend. Devon and Quentin were in line to register and pay right in front of DJ and Jamie, and the latter expected that they would have wanted to bring their girlfriends, but both guys only registered for themselves.

"Devon," DJ said, "wait up a minute." DJ and Jamie registered and paid, and then approached Devon and Quentin.

"You guys do realize that you can bring your girlfriends to the picnic, don't you?" DJ asked.

"We don't have girlfriends, not anymore," Quentin replied, "let's all sit over at that table." The four of them sat together, and Devon explained.

"We got tired of trying to keep the façade up," Devon explained, "the bitches were keeping us drained, both financially and sexually. It became impossible to keep them satisfied, and still maintain a healthy and loving relationship with each other. We had way too many years invested in each other to just break it off. Quentin and I have been best friends since we were kids, long before either of us reached puberty."

"I can remember those times," Quentin revered, smiling, "like they were yesterday. We were about 9, maybe 10, and we were always welcome at each other's homes, and in each other's beds. We both had twin beds, but at 10, we were small enough to still have plenty of sleeping room. I think we spent at least two weekends a month together, either at Devon's house or mine."

Devon, snickering and grinning, "Our parents always made sure we said our prayers before bed, we slept in our skivvies, and we always kissed each other on the cheek before cuddling together and going to sleep."

"And then Devon started going through puberty," Quentin stated, "he was growing body hair, and had to start shaving, and his penis got bigger than mine, and one of the last nights we spent together at his house, he showed me a new trick he'd discovered. He showed me how he could play with his cock, and make it shoot semen, and he said it felt really good. I tried to copy what he was doing but I couldn't make mine cum."

"About that same time," Devon picked up, "our parents said we were growing up and getting too old to be sleeping together, and we were no longer able to spend our whole weekends together, but we maintained our feelings, and still were best friends. One Friday afternoon at school, a couple of years later, when we were both about 15, we made plans to go bike riding together on Saturday."

"On Saturday I rode to Devon's house, and then we rode to the park," Quentin said, "and Devon rode onto one of the trails. We parked the bikes and walked up the trail. Devon asked me if I'd ever gotten to where I could jerk it off and cum. By this time I'd gone through puberty almost two years before, and had jacked off probably hundreds of times. I told him yes, and asked him if he would like to do it with me."

"I didn't answer, verbally," Devon said, "I just unbuckled my belt and started to remove my jeans and boxers, and Quentin followed suit. We walked over a few feet and sat together on a log, and started to stroke. Looking and feeling each others cocks, we agreed that we were both about the same size, both about eight inches hard."

"Most of the time," Quentin said, "we stroked our own, but occasionally stroked each other, and ran our fingers through the precum that was leaking from both of our slits. Devon suddenly stood up and said he was cumming, and I watched as he shot his load out onto the ground, and I came right behind him, with Devon's eyes on my cock, watching as I spurted several ropes of cum on the ground in front of us."

Devon, grinning, "I reached over to Quentin's cock and squeezed the last couple of drops of his cum onto my finger and tasted him, and he did the same with mine. We then proceeded to get dressed."

"As soon as we were dressed, "Quentin said, "Devon wrapped his arms around me, and planted the most romantic kiss on my lips! It was the first time our lips had ever met, and it was beautiful! We then rode our bikes back home, Devon to his house and me to my parents."

"A few weeks later," Devon said, "we got together again, just to talk. We mutually agreed that, in order to protect our reputations, we should start dating girls. We both went through a few girlfriends during our last two years of high school, and tried to keep our feelings for each other a low profile. The last girlfriends we had in high school, we kept until we dumped them, just a few weeks ago."

"We both turned 18 shortly before our graduation," Devon explained, "and secretly got together occasionally, experimenting with some aspects of gay sex, and we continued to experiment throughout the summer, while still having relationships with our girlfriends. When this club had their membership drive, we joined as bisexuals, thinking bisexual would carry less stigma than gay would, and we both had girlfriends at the time."

"I think we used the bisexual label as a cover-up," Quentin said, "but I believe we're really just full on gay. I have more love for Devon than I could ever have for any girl."

"Have either of you discussed this with your families?" Jamie asked.

"Hell no!" Devon remarked, "we don't dare, we're both dependent on our parents to finish our education, and we have no idea how they would react. They know that Quentin and I are still very close friends, but they don't know that we love each other."

"What about Chuck and Sean?" DJ inquired.

"We came out to them," Quentin answered, "they have accepted us and we're still all very good friends."

"Do you think," DJ asked, "that your ex-girlfriends might, as a means of revenge, out you to your families?"

"God, I hope not," Devon responded, "we never introduced them to our families, and I don't think they knew where we lived." DJ quietly wrote his and Jamie's phone numbers on a piece of paper.

"Devon, I hope you don't need these," DJ said, handing Devon the piece of paper, "These are Jamie's and my phone numbers, we're here to support you guys, if you need us, even if it's just to chat, call us." Devon and Quentin gave DJ and Jamie a group hug.

Sheila and Sandy, along with Rusty and Jamal, counted the $240 in cash and it was given to Rusty and Jamal to buy the food for the picnic, now only 12 days away. The meeting was adjourned, the next meeting was scheduled for May 7th. It was only 5:40 PM, Bryan exited quickly, knowing he had a chance to get to work on time at 6:00 PM.

* * * * * *

DJ and Jamie stopped at Bojangle's on the way to our house and picked up a 12-pack of fried chicken with three family sized sides, and biscuits of course. Enough for them to eat now and some to share with Joe and me when we get home from work. DJ made a quick phone call to me, telling me he had taken care of dinner, and that Joe and I might have to nuke it, to make it warm again. DJ and Jamie's thoughtfulness and generosity never cease to amaze me.

The boys entered the house, DJ got a couple of plates from the cupboard and some spoons and forks, and the two attacked some of the meal.

"We're really fortunate Jamie," DJ said, "to have the loving families that we've been given. I feel so sorry for some of our brothers and sisters, especially in the LGBT group, that have been shafted in the good parent department. I'm really concerned about Devon and Quentin. It might be that their families may accept them, like I would hope, or they might be homophobes, like Bryan's parents, or Fernando's"

"Speaking of Fernando," Jamie said, "I want to share a secret with you, but please promise me you won't tell anyone, especially Danny or Fernie."

"I promise," DJ said.

"Antonio told me that he and Maria are thinking about filing for legal adoption of Fernando. They haven't done anything, yet, but they are considering it. They don't even refer to Fernie as their foster son anymore, they just call him their son. When Fernie calls Antonio 'Dad' you can see the pride on Antonio's face. He and Maria have nothing but pure love for that beautiful young man, and neither do I, he's like my little brother that I never had."