3 comments/ 13400 views/ 17 favorites Pizza Boy at the Door Ch. 11 By: JKendallDane Kyle makes Christmas Day something extra special for Josh For the next couple of days, the boys made calls and traded text messages as they could. Both knew the other was caught up in other things in life at this busy time of the year. Josh was working extra shifts so he could get off early on New Year's Eve and spend it with Kyle; and Kyle tied up being with his family for the first time since summer. Josh would occasionally allow his insecurities bubble to the surface from the lack of physical contact between them, but Kyle would push them back down deep inside him when they had electronic sex several times each day. Between texting and the AOL instant message system, their love life managed to stay active, no matter how busy they were. Josh snickered to himself as he recalled what was said when he and Kyle were cyber cuddling and chatting in instant messages after one particularly good session on Monday night, the 23rd. That mutual stroke fest via their computers went on for more than two hours; well into the wee hours of the morning; after he had gotten back to the house from working yet another closing shift at the pizza shop. But half the reason for the big smile on his face then wasn't from the closeness they were being able to maintain and still be so far removed from each other. No...that part came from what he was now remembering again: the words Kyle used to once again push any insecurities down and make his young lover glow. "Joshie...I didn't think it was possible...but you just made me cum almost as much and almost as hard, as if you were really here with me! The things you typed and the way you 'said' stuff...gawd! That creative writing course you always complain about, is paying off babe! Take another! LOL" Josh laughed out loud as he typed 'ROTFLMAO' and sent it to Kyle. "Unt-huh! One class like that is all I need for my degree." Babes! You are so good though. Hell you could be a professional writer. Maybe even a successful enough one, that when I am doing residency, you can just stay at home and take care of our cat and dog, and write instead of delivering pizzas...or spending eight hours a day in some cramped four foot by four foot cubicle; kissing faceless, don't give-a-damn, corporate America ass for a paycheck." Josh didn't realize until later, exactly what Kyle had said in that exchange on the computer screen...'you can just stay at home and write and take care of our cat & dog...' was in there! And it was hooked together with the residency Kyle wouldn't start for nearly three more years. Hooked tighter than two horny bunnies doing their thing. Now he recognized that Kyle had evidently let that slip out unintentionally, since he had quickly shifted the conversation. 'Damn! He is thinking about the future too.' Josh smiled at that thought and then also smiled as he remembered the deal Kyle made him agree to. "Tomorrow is Christmas Eve baby. I know you are working until 7:00 when they finally close down, and then have that long damn drive to the farm to be with your family. I will be doing our family thing until we leave for midnight mass, and then we all end up back at the house again." Josh simply typed, "Uh huh," at the pause Kyle took. He then added, "L" to to the screen to let him know he was still listening. "Well, babes...as much as I want to be with you so bad that night, we are both going to be otherwise occupied, and..." Josh saw that the pen writing gif had stopped moving on his screen, so he typed: "And what, Kyle?" It was another long 10 seconds before he saw it begin to move again. "Baby...my love...I want to do something really special with you Christmas day if we can." "Like what Kyle? Unwrap each other first thing in the morning in cyber again?" "A little better babes...do you have someplace you can get complete privacy later in the day...maybe a barn or the woods or something? Hell even someplace you can drive the Hummer to and park out of sight." Josh's mind flashed to that most special spot deep in the woods; next to the waist deep pool fed by the spring. "Uh huh Kyle...real private. Why?" "Well...after we cyber tonight again, let's do nothing more than edge each other until you can get away from the family and go to that place. Come up with a time...say after 3:00...and I will be at a place I know of up here that overlooks Lake Ontario and wait for you to text me that you are at your spot." "OK...and?" "And you will find out then." "Dammit Kyle! You always do this to me!" "You best be grinning or laughing right now young man! LOL" The IM pen gif stayed motionless far longer than Kyle was comfortable about. Just as he was typing 'Josh?' it began to move and he took his hands off the keyboard. He smiled when the only thing that appeared was, "This is gonna be real good isn't it?" and an emoticon of a big yellow head grinning very wide with a mouthful of white teeth popped up on the next line. "Deff is baby. Trust me!" Kyle found the same yellow face in the drop down box and added it to his message. "It makes me crazy when you say 'trust me' but you know I do." He added a smilie face to his comment for verification. Kyle didn't type his first thought after reading that one from Josh. 'Oh how I hope you say those last two words to me in a church someday,' was what his mind regurgitated without warning. Goose bumps arose on his arms like solder bubbles up when a flame hits it. The taste he had in his mouth from the words he wanted to say was sweet, and he also knew he had to swallow it. Hell...he was too scared of having had that thought to himself...there was no way he could drop something like that on Josh this soon, much less while so far apart. His mind raced and finally focused enough to send another smiling happy face to buy time to clear his mind some. "I have to run over to the dorm and pack before I go to work. I should have already had it done and had my suitcase here; but I have just felt so 'at home' the last few days that I didn't even want to see or smell that oversized old gym locker!" Kyle came back with "LOL" and that bought him more time...until he reviewed what Josh had said: 'I have just felt so at home the last few days.' He almost literally sat on the fingers that were wanting to type back: 'Consider it just that my lover.' The little Kyle sitting on his shoulder was whispering in his ear: 'No! Don't rush this...or him! Let it happen. Don't push it!' He listened to the little invisible man, no matter how much his heart was telling him not to. Instead, Kyle quickly danced his finger tips across the keys to come up with: "Text me baby! Love you! Bye-bye!" and hit the enter key. Josh did a rapid ditto back and then closed the lap top when the low tiger growl from the speaker announced that Kyle had signed off. "Dammit! Yet another one of those mysterious 'trust me' deals!" was said to the bedroom wall in Florida. "It's a good thing I love that man, or I would strangle his fine ass the next time I see him!" He laughed at the sarcasm of his own thoughts and grinned at the big plush orange Tigger propped once again against the headboard of the California king bed. He swore that the plush toy was grinning back at him. "Yeah, Tigger...Pooh does love you...almost too much." In another bedroom; 1,000 plus miles away; Kyle picked up the little stuffed Pooh he had stolen away for the trip home and hugged it as he said, "Dammit, Joshua! You are like crack cocaine! Small, white, usually hard, and fit in my hand too easily...and I couldn't quit you if I tried!" He then looked skyward and verbally begged: "Please give him and me the strength for another seven days...please!" Kyle was a little surprised when he did something right then, that he hadn't for a long while...genuflecting and bowing his head. "Keep my little angel you have sent me, safe...please, God!" * * * * * December 24th ended up being a viciously busy day for both Josh and Kyle. Family and old friends had filled up Kyle's day, and Josh stayed busy with final packing chores and a busy combined day and short rush shift at the pizza shop. They had done one last cyber sex session around 1AM that morning. By 7:30 that night, Josh was rushing across town after work to get the last few things in the Hummer and head for his parent's farm. Kyle and his family were relaxing at the same time after an intimate Christmas eve dinner before getting ready for the trip to church for midnight mass in New York. About all they had been able to do during the day was trade a bunch of text messages back and forth. Interspersed among all the 'I love you's' and 'I miss you's' were more than a sufficient amount of teasing and blatant sexual comments from each about what they would prefer to be doing right at that moment also. All the edging with Kyle had Josh near crazy. The electronic foreplay he sent back, caused more than a couple of instant bones to pop in Kyle's pants too; and he became rather creative at being able to hide the obvious from whatever family he was with at the moment. They managed one short phone call while Josh was out on a long delivery to the boonies; but it was so sanitary from Kyle's end because he took the call while eating dessert with his parents, sisters, and the three grandparents after dinner. Josh took advantage of the situation and made both of them almost blow their wads by mercilessly teasing Kyle from his end. Kyle recalled the worst teasing line being, "Look over at your Mom, stud, and smile like you do when I swallow that big, thick, gorgeous man stump of yours and make the pre ooze up your pulsing shaft and dribble down my throat." He heard Kyle let out a muffled moan followed by, "Josh, please stop." Josh began to rub himself thru his cargos on the way to an address five miles out Capital Highway. "I'll stop when you are deep in my throat and I am licking your full balls. Go bOINg for me right now, Tiggerboi." Kyle slipped a piece of his grandmother's famous strawberry-rhubarb pie in his mouth and let it slide down his throat imagining that it was Josh's throbbing red rod. "You just wait baby... " Kyle began. "...I am so gonna get you for this!" Josh erupted in laughter when he heard a female voice say, 'Tell your special friend I hope he is eating something good right now too.' Kyle simply said "That was Mom." Josh popped off at first with, "Wish I was eating my man right now," and then realized what it was that Kyle's Mom had said: '...your special friend.' He beamed and asked Kyle "You told all of them, didn't you?" He already knew the answer before his boyfriend spoke. There was no delay whatsoever in Kyle's response. "Of course I did baby. I am in love with you...why wouldn't I have? The only real question any of them have, is why I didn't bring you home for Christmas." "Well tell your Mom that I would be under the table, eating something sweet right now if you had...and be doing whatever I had to, to get the lid off your special Cool Whip container and get to the white stuff." "Joshua! Damn baby! Everyone at the table is staring at me! Stop!" The laugh Josh heard on his phone told him that Kyle was only half serious about stopping the teasing. Yet another voice was suddenly overheard and it was Josh's turn to laugh like crazy. "Maybe you and the new boyfriend need some privacy for this call, Kyle?" The voice was male, but not Kyle's. "Don't you start either, Dad." Kyle's signature laugh came at the end of the joking demand. Josh smiled as he realized just how good it must feel to have a family like Kyle's that were so accepting. "Kyle..." "What studpuppy?" "I am pulling in the drive at my delivery. I have to go, but I don't want to." "I don't either, Josh. Text me when you get off." "Don't even use the term 'get off' with me right now, Kyle Roberts!" The seductive purring in Kyle's ear that Josh tacked at the end, made him bone again. Thankfully, his bulging crotch was hidden by the long white tablecloth. "Go deliver that damn pizza...please!" Kyle begged. "I would rather be delivering something to you, you sexy hunk...on my knees!" What Josh didn't say, but rather thought was: 'Edge my ass will ya?' He snickered and then added before he snapped the cell shut, "Love you Kyle...I will call you in a couple hours. Ready to ring the doorbell here. Bye-bye lover." Kyle was busy visualizing Josh under the dining room table, and didn't hear what his Mom whispered to his Dad. "I haven't seen him that happy since high school." His father murmured only three halting words back to his mother. "Yes. Joe. But." They both smiled knowingly at each other and then over at their first born, who seemed even more happy than he ever was when the two high school boys had dated just barely on the sly for their junior and senior years. They knew Kyle had loved Joe very deeply; but that he had also been hurt very badly by him also. Without needing to say it, they both just knew they recognized the smile and joyfulness in him once again...but it was somehow much more real this time. Kyle's Mom reached under the table and squeezed his Dad's hand. He intertwined his fingers with hers, leaned over with a kiss, and their own form of mind meld told the other how happy they were for Kyle. Kyle just kept staring into space with the cell in one hand and a fork with a half a strawberry on it in the other. The red pie gel was dripping on the white linen table cloth. The look he had on his face hid nothing. His grandmother nudged his grandfather and winked. "I remember when you would look at me like that. It is so cute. He is in love." The kiss the older couple then traded was as intimate as two teenagers on a third date, as it was two people that had shared nearly 50 years together...and were still in love. His other grandmother folded her hands together and duplicated Kyle's staring-into-space look as she recalled all the decades of happiness she and her late husband had together also. She closed her eyes, made the sign of the cross, and silently said, "Let this Joshua be the one for him, Lord. Let him have the same happiness the rest of us get to know with that one special person in our lives." More than 1,000 miles away, Josh was whistling Jingle Bells when the front door opened. "Merry Christmas! Santa's little elf has a hot dinner for you," came with the widest smile the customer had ever seen. Santa's little pizza elf left the front porch with another smile on his face from the $20 Christmas Eve tip. It morphed into a huge grin as he slipped the $20 in the pocket of his cargo shorts and felt the hardness snaking up under the pocket. The thoughts of his boyfriend had once again made him want him...right now! * * * * * Josh had managed to get through to Kyle about a half hour after he jumped on the Scenic Highway entrance ramp of I-10 eastbound; the one that was closest to the house on the bay. He had finally adapted fairly well to handling the huge Hummer, but still hadn't figured out exactly how he would explain showing up at the family farm with it. During the long drive across the Florida panhandle, he and Kyle talked and joked and edged each other. They drained each others cell batteries instead of the full balls they had for almost two full hours before Kyle told him, "Have to go baby. Dad is yelling 'NOW!' at me. Midnight mass is a family tradition that even you can't get me out of. I love you." "I love you too...so much," was all Josh had to say to know he was making Kyle smile again. The corner of his lip curled up in an lust filled grin, and he added, "I really want to be making love with you right now though." An uneasy dead air sound stayed in his ear. "Baby," Kyle finally began, "I wish we could right now too. A lot more than I think you realize I want the same thing." Josh sighed and whined "Yeah...and I won't get to be in your arms for another six fucking days!" "Right, but..." Another damn too-long-a-pause filled Josh's ears at the same time he heard the sound of car doors slamming and other voices in the background. "...but, I promise that I will do what I can to show you how much I love you tomorrow. You have a place picked out for when you can get away?" Josh smiled at the reminder of the mysterious plan that Kyle kept refusing to share any details of with him. "Sure do Kyle. It's a place that I am going to take you to, when I take you home for a weekend someday soon." "Oh? You getting that brave about coming out are you baby?" "Well..." It was Josh's turn to create the dead air in Kyle's ear. "...I won't be doing it this trip; but Kyle...I can't keep feeling like I do about you and stay inside the closet much longer with the people most important to me." "There is plenty of time, Joshua...don't rush things right now...deff not at Christmas. We know how we feel about each other, and maybe it's best for you if we just enjoy that for the time being." Josh was thinking about Kyle's words when he suddenly heard a deeper male voice on the phone. "Josh...this is Jack...Kyle's dad. Listen to me son. Your parents will keep loving you but they may need a little time to adjust if they don't have any clues yet." Josh was speechless and just kept listening. "As a proud father of a gay man, I know how us old straight farts react at first. Make this Christmas all about them, and when the time is right; and you will know when that is; then tell them." Josh could do little more than mumble, "OK Mr. Roberts. Thank you for that advice." Kyle's dad laughed. "My name is Jack. My son is in love with you. You don't need to be that formal with me." "Ummm...OK...ummm...Jack. Thank you sir." Josh held back the other words he wanted to say. The smile on his face must have come through to the man though, as he overheard him say "Diane, I think our boy found Mr. Right. He is so polite...he even called me 'sir'." Josh was grinning wide inside the dark interior of the Hummer as he mulled over Kyle's dad's use of 'Mr. Right' in the comment to; who he assumed; Kyle's mom. The next thing he heard was a female voice. "Merry Christmas Joshua. This is Kyle's mom and I want you to know that you are welcome to come visit as soon as you can get Kyle to bring you. We already love you too." Josh's cheeks blushed up so much that he felt the heat in them and managed to spit out "Nice to meet you Mrs. Roberts. And thank you for that." "Hey! Mrs. Roberts is Jack's mom. I am Diane to you...or 'Mom' too...if you feel comfortable with calling me that." Josh was totally speechless and worked to be able to get out even an "Umm...OK...umm...Diane." A big part of him wanted to say 'Mom' instead. "HEY! Can I talk a little more to my boyfriend?" Josh laughed as he heard Kyle make the request. There was a little noise as the cell was either handed back to Kyle or he snatched it from his Mom's ear. "Baby...do you see now what you are getting yourself into? Sure you still love me?" "More than I can tell you Kylio." "Aw Joshie. You are a brave man. Just one more reason I miss being with you so much." Kyle was nuzzled into the comfort of the back seat of the large Mercedes sedan and was smiling so big. Both his younger sisters were beside him and making faces and throwing kisses in the air. "And just wait...Mom & Dad are a piece of cake. You still have to pass the test with Beth and Susan yet." He laughed to clear up any fear Josh might have of that being any kind of a problem. "The only attitude either of them really have, is that I ended up with the cutest guy on the planet, and they are jealous." "Damn Kyle. You are too much. I really do love you." "And you know I love you more. And I hate to say this, but..." "But what, Kyle?" "We just rolled into the church parking lot and I have to go." Pizza Boy at the Door Ch. 11 "And I am getting off at my exit now too. It's only about 15 more minutes to the farm and I need some time to get the story straight on where the hell I came up with a big, black Hummer on a pizza boy's pay." Both of them laughed and Kyle said in between snickers, "Just don't tell them what you had to do to get the keys to it as a tip from your most appreciative customer." Josh was laughing so hard at that one, that he nearly ran the stop sign at the end of the exit ramp. While he was trying to regain some composure, he heard Kyle in his ear. "OK babes. Really have to say good bye. The priest gets all excited if you walk in with a cell in your ear. Love you!" "Love you more, Kyle." "OK...I will let you win this one." Then right before Kyle snapped his cell shut to kill the call and step through the entry doors of the church, he nailed Josh with, "But I love you more! BYE!" He was smiling extra wide when he entered the sanctuary. Josh was smiling large also as he flipped his phone closed, and let his mind work full bore as he drove closer and closer to the farm. He kept thinking of how much he wanted to just bluntly tell his family it was his boyfriend's truck when the questioning looks were sure to appear on their faces. His heart was doing leap frogs with his brain when he finally flipped on the turn signal and started up the long gravel and crushed sea shell driveway. He saw the whole interior of the older two story house lit up and the decorated Christmas tree standing proudly in the living room window to welcome him home. A single row of glowing blue lights were draped across each of the roof lines. The twenty foot tall pine tree in the front yard was decked out with twinkling white lights and a large, blinking, golden star at the top. As he pulled the giant truck up to the garage doors, he noticed the glowing end of a cigarette dangling from the mouth of his Dad standing on the dark front porch. He was home for Christmas and excited, but there was only one real present he wished his family could give him this year. "Light a candle for me at mass, Kyle," was the message he silently sent as he switched the ignition off and inhaled deeply. Even after being nicotine-free for a full week, he so wanted to share a cigarette...and so much more...with his Dad right at that moment. At that very same moment; in the sanctuary of a church so many miles away; in between the holiday foliage and decorations adorning the tiered shelving off to the side of the altar where Kyle had just knelt and taken Christmas communion; Kyle touched the flame of the candle he was holding, to the virgin white wick of the one he had claimed for Josh. He crossed himself as the wick exploded into light and raised his tearing eyes skyward. "Be with him, God. He has become my life." * * * * * Josh was trudging thru the woods on his way to the special place he had claimed as his own three or four years earlier. He had first seen the idyllic, stream-fed pool of water next to a small meadow while out hunting with his grandfather one fall. It was hidden from view by the half mile of thick woods they had zig-zagged through while stalking a large buck. He reminded himself of how many times he came to the spot as he struggled with the typical angst of blossoming teenage young man that was compounded by the ever-increasing carnal thoughts that didn't include girls like the rest of his male buddies. He smiled a little also; as he groped himself thru his loose jeans; at the memories of how many times he used the spot to enjoy an afternoon or evening jack off session while in high school. The privacy the greeting-card-like scene afforded, also provided him with the ability to truly drink in all the physical thrills of self-pleasuring one's needs...and without being worried about his Mom popping open a bedroom door with laundry in her hands and his dick in his; or his Dad walking into the barn just as he was taking the last important strokes on a throbbing pubescent hard on in an empty livestock stall. His mind continued to wander as he walked deeper into the dense forest. This time, the replay was of the words traded with his dad on the front porch the night before. He had been offered a smoke and turned it down explaining that he was trying to quit. His dad smiled at that and simply said, "Good." Then his steel grey eyes shifted to the driveway and he licked his lips like a straight man in a strip bar would at a new female dancer on stage. "You must be doing pretty damn well over there gettin' that book learnin' if you can afford that truck there, Joshua." The forced guffaw he added at the end told Josh his father knew better. "W-w-w-well Dad..." he stammered out as a start, "...I am not doing THAT well." He tacked on his own chuckle and then, "It's a good friend of mine's. He let me borrow it while he is home in New York with his family." As an afterthought...or as the chance to say his name maybe...Josh blurted out one more addition of, "I am watching Kyle's house for him too, while he is away." He also mentally wiped the imaginary bead of sweat from his forehead after realizing how close he had come to saying, '...watching our house.' "New York? You aint buddin' up with a damn Yankee are you, boy?" The belly laugh and fist poke to Josh's arm said that his dad was only playing the southern redneck and joking with him. "Sure am, dad. And he is rich. And good looking too." Josh hadn't snapped his lips together and swallowed that last one as it sped across his tongue. He wasn't too sure he didn't on purpose. He held his breath wondering if had just pushed things way too far, way too quick. "He must be rich if he can afford that fancy-assed truck and a house of his own. And if you think he is good lookin' and are turnin' queer on me boy, you make sure he pays for the weddin'." The exaggerated wink his farmer father was doing with the comments, confused the hell out of Josh. 'Does he have a clue and is trying to tell me or what?' flashed thru his brain. He threw caution to the wind and came back with, "Well if I am, it's better than me coming home and telling you I have some chick knocked up, aint it?" He let loose with a large laugh and added a manly poke back to his dad's arm for good measure. He also realized he had just said 'aint' for the first time in a long time. 'Dammit! I'm home ten minutes and talking like a hick again already!' was the mental whipping he gave himself. His dad took one more deep draw on his Marlboro and flicked the butt to the yard. He was still exhaling the smoke as he wrapped his left arm around his youngest child's shoulder and softly uttered, "Joshua James...your ma and me raised you right and best we knew how after practicing with Luke and Mark. I wouldn't be bragging to the guys down at the Moose club that you like dick better than pussy...and not really sure I would want to know myself...but you know this one thing young man..." Josh was staying as strong outside as he could, but inside his body, the San Francisco earthquake was being felt from his toe nails to his eye brows. He sucked in some more air and was manning up for whatever was to come next. His Dad finally continued with: "...you just know that your ma and me are proud of you. Real proud! I may kid ya about the book learnin' and all, but you are going to be the one that escapes from this damn farm life and use that education you are gettin'. You are my boy and always will be. No matter what." The smile that was on his Dad's face was as sincere as the words he had just finished. Josh was matching the big smile, but wasn't certain if it was because he knew the words were real...or because he was allowing them to say much more than the senior man might have meant. "Thanks Dad. That means a lot. A whole lot." He hugged the man that had helped create him, and whispered, "Merry Christmas, Pa," in his ear. 'Pa' was the little secret word for 'I love you' he had used for many years. "Merry Christmas, Butch," was whispered back to Josh along with a strong bear hug. A tear managed to sneak from one eye, because 'Butch' was his Dad's 'I love you too' code word. He started to snicker as he thought about how un-butch his father would think he was, if he knew the one thing he wanted most right now, was to be on his back with Kyle poised over him; his tongue licking every tooth in Josh's mouth separately; and slowly sliding in and out of him, making love. "Come on boy," his Dad started as he turned him towards the door, "Let's get you inside. Your Mom wouldn't let me eat until you got here and I am starvin'!" * * * * * As Josh finally broke through the final stand of tall pines and saw the quiet pool and small rolling meadow a few yards away, he stopped the replay of the night before and pulled out his cell to send Kyle a text. They had already traded a few earlier, but they were very generic and mostly 'Merry Christmas babe' type messages. He stopped pecking out the simple 'I am at my special spot lover,' electronic note, to laugh as he remembered how close his oldest brother had come to accidentally outing him while opening gifts a few hours earlier. Josh was sitting on the floor in front of the Christmas tree and supposed to be concentrating on the gift Luke and his wife had gotten him. He had just gotten the paper loose from the box, but stopped and pulled the cell from his pocket for the third time already that morning when the text music went off. He didn't realize how everyone was looking at him while he ignored the family to smile and send a message back to Kyle once again. Luke smacked him on top of the head and stated, "Damn, lil bro...can't you fergit 'bout your boyfriend for five minutes? Juz because he gave you a fancy truck bigger than Dad's tractor, doesn't mean he is ready to marry ya!" Everyone laughed, and Josh knew how much he must have been blushing at how accurate his big brother's comments had actually been. Josh dug up some bravado and came back with, "Don't be giving me shit, Luke. I was going to ask you to be best man." He added a 'just kidding' huge laugh for cover, as he remembered the words Kyle's Dad had said to him on the phone the night before: 'Make this Christmas all about them.' The only bravery Josh needed right now, was to patiently wait for a text back from Kyle after he pressed the send button. Bravery hell...what he needed was to hear Kyle's voice. The five minutes before his cell began vibrating in his hand and then rang, seemed like a lifetime. He grew instantly hard as he saw only two things on the small screen: 'Kylio' and the phone number he knew by heart. "Hundred Acre Wood...Pooh speaking," was the way Josh answered. A long hearty laugh was heard in his ear. "Damn, Pooh. This is Tigger, and you just made me go bOINg!" Kyle was still snickering after getting that out. "Good! That means my honey pot still works," was the next comment from Josh. "Sure does Pooh...and you know what?" "What Tigger?" Josh had settled onto the grass next to the natural pond and laid back like Christopher Robin to gaze skyward and soak up the warmth of the afternoon Florida sun. "I want to put my tongue in that honey pot...right now!" Kyle was shivering a little sitting in the front seat of his Mom's Beemer. The bone cold upstate New York air made him start up the car and flip on the heater. He smiled wide as he looked through the windshield at the Currier & Ives scene of Lake Ontario framed by the snow-dusted, tall pine trees from the little clearing that was normally used for parking. His grandfather had bought the dozen secluded lake-front acres years ago, and had made it into a fishing camp get-away the whole extended family enjoyed in the summers. Kyle had keys to the ramshackle, one room cottage; but he wanted this to happen outside where he could be in a similar visual with Josh. He knew his boyfriend was out in the woods in the Florida sun, and wanted to feel as if he was right there with him also...even if it was only 18 degrees outside the car. "Mmmm...how Pooh wishes Tigger could...and even something else too." Josh somehow managed to snicker and purr seductively at the same time. "I hope Pooh knows that when Tigger does that, it will be one long bOINg that will make Pooh smile bigger than he ever has before. And that smile will last so long that even Eeyore will find it contagious!" "Screw Eeyore! He can get Piglet to make him love to him if he wants a big smile." Both boys were now laughing hard as they realized just how unknowingly homoerotic and romantic, A.A. Milne had made Winnie the Pooh. "Hey Pooh..." "Yeah Tigger?" "You dressed like you normally are...just a pullover and no pants?" Kyle snickered again waiting for the answer. "Is Tigger? No clothes at all?" Josh snickered back. "Not yet, but where I am, I can be real quick. Pooh want to get me naked?" The only response to that question, was the imitated baby bear roar Kyle heard in his ear. He came back with something he hoped sounded like a happy and horny tiger growl. "Damn Kyle! I am so fucking hard right now!" "Me too. Want to keep going, lover?" "With the sexy talk or the Pooh-Tigger stuff?" Josh snickered and fondled himself thru his jeans, hoping it was either the first or a combination of the two. "Well my sexy little man...Kyle wants to give Josh a really special Christmas present, and if you are in the mood...doing it on the phone is the best he can show how much he loves him right now." "You mean..." "Uh huh Joshie...phone sex!" "Oh wow! This was your plan the whole time wasn't it?" Josh's tool had grown even harder and was trying to rip the zipper out of his tight jeans. "Yeah baby. I wanted you all alone and somewhere totally private, so we could be as close as we can be and as wild as we want. Just hearing your voice and looking at the little stuffed Pooh sitting in the passenger seat beside me, makes me feel like we are together. And you have me so hard already, it isn't funny." Josh was quiet for a few long seconds and then asked "You really have that with you Kyle?" "The stuffed Pooh? Yeah I do, Josh. It's that kid in me and he makes me feel like you are really here. Dumb isn't it?" Another pause came from Josh and then, "Not at all Kyle...because I carried that big stuffed Tigger through a half mile of woods with me too! He is laying on my chest right now with his tail poking my bulging crotch." "Well Tigger needs to move, because I am laying down on top of you and pressing my lips against yours...licking those so sexy full lips and grinding my 501's into yours." "Ohhhh Kylio..." was all Josh could ooze out as his mind felt Kyle's weight moving on him. "Joshie...I so want to show you my love...make this Christmas one you will never forget...make love to you...but I am not there to do it." "You are doing just fine lover...don't stop." "I won't baby...but we won't go all the way today...not on the phone. " "Why not Kyle? I am ready." "So am I sweet stuff. But I want that memory we both will have; of becoming one; that is from the real thing. We will when I get home in a few more days." There was lust in Kyle's voice, but Josh only heard the unstated deeper feelings of just how special that first time must be. "I think I understand Kyle. Becoming one has to be real and we can't do that on the phone. Right?" Kyle didn't bother saying 'yes' or 'no'...just simply: "Gawd Josh...cute, sexy, make me feel so loved and wanted...and so smart too! What did I ever do to deserve finding you?" "I could ask the same question Kyle...just have to add one thing to that little list you rattled off...what did I do to find someone that makes me feel so loved and wanted and needed too." "Make no mistake about that lover...you are needed in my heart and soul too. I love you." "I love you too, Kylio." "Then kiss me again baby. My arms are slipping around you and holding that beautiful blond framed head in my hands...just staring deep into those sky blue eyes." "Ummm Kylio...my hips shift up into yours gently and my hands run through your thick dark hair...holding your face against mine and sucking your tongue into my mouth. I am intoxicated by the floating gold flecks in your hazel eyes that are showing me your soul." "My hands move to your ears and pull your head tighter into mine and explore all of your mouth with my tongue." "Moving my hands up under your shirt and dance them across your back as you kiss me so deeply. They find their way to your cotton covered ass and squeeze the hard cheeks under the blue material." "My butt clenches at your touch and my hips move downward to feel the bone trapped inside your jeans. I keep teasing your mouth with my tongue and let my right hand find the zipper that is the key to your throbbing cock's jail cell." "Moaning into your mouth as I feel you fumbling with my belt. Get me naked Kyle...I want to be naked with you right now! Pulling your polo over your head so I can lick your nubs and kiss those hard pecs." "Finally have your pants open and my hand working its way inside your bikini's. Aww baby...you wore my favorite pair...the tight red ones." "Uh huh is all I can say as my whole being quivers from your first touch of my boned flesh. Pushing your body to the side so I can get your jeans off. Tugging at the zipper and kissing your neck at the same time. Moaning and begin dripping pre as I see the neon purple waistband of the lime green boxer briefs that turn me on so, come into view." "You best be doing more than just talking right now, because I am doing everything to myself that you say you are doing to me, Josh." "Oh I am Kyle. I am!" No other out-of-role comments were needed as Kyle now knew that Josh had completely immersed himself into the scene and was totally enjoying his introduction to phone sex. They both were getting euphoric at how real it was even though they were separated by all the distance. Kyle's side thoughts were kicked to the curb when Josh spoke again. "Pushing your sexy tight jeans down your furry thighs and kissing my way to the lump stretching the green fabric. Wanting to nuzzle my face against it and get the front of those undies so wet, that they change color." "Oh fuck Joshua. Letting my hands help move your head lower and lower...wanting to feel the mouth that knows how to give the ultimate kiss so well. Make me leak more baby boy...turn that lime green to forest green with your spit and my cum. Sliding around so I can taste the sweetness of your thighs and smell that sexy muskiness of your pubes. Licking the spot where your leg meets your hip and sucking it hard enough to leave a hickey. MMMmmm." "Can't handle the lightning bolts zapping through me as you work your mouth on my nether region. Use my teeth to grab the neon purple of the waist band and yank it over your erection. My chin drags slowly across your shaft and then your balls as I pull the boxer briefs down further. Wanting to get them off you and have you naked." "As hard as seeing you in those skin tight red undies makes me, I want them off you and push your legs together so I can slide them down your legs and pull them off your feet. I spin and feel my nose brushing against your boy pussy as I begin to lick your full balls and nibble at that sweet spot just under it." "My ankles lock together behind your head when I feel your wet tongue on my sac and then your teeth gnawing gently on the knot of my sweet spot. Your pre pooling in the small divot between my boyish pecs. Feeling your hardness pressed against my upper body and wanting it in my mouth." "Use my hands to spread your cheeks and kiss your rosebud. My cock twitches as I see it pucker and wink at me. Push my face back between the split and begin licking it ever so slowly. Poke the tip of my tongue through the ring and roll it up so I can use it like a mini-cock to please you. Just a half inch of cat-tongue roughness popping in and out and swirling around the inside rim of Pooh's honey pot. So excited at how you react and feel you push back into me as if you could get my whole tongue clear to the root, in you. Wishing I somehow could and burying the tip deeper than it has ever been before." Pizza Boy at the Door Ch. 11 "My toes curl and my body shakes as I feel your taste tool driving in and out of me. Can't take what you are doing to me and not be making you feel the same way! Snatch your bOINg'd up rod and jam my lips over the wet mushroom, savoring the sweet flavor of the pre-soaked head. Telling myself as I begin to eat my way down the thick, long shaft, that I have to keep plenty of Reese cups at the house, so that your joy juice always tastes like sugar." "SNORT! Damn Joshie...don't get me laughing at this point...I am getting really close." "Me too Kyle...sorry. Hehehe. Using my mouth and lips again so that I feel the tip of your manhood against my tonsils. Wanting to get it another inch deeper so my throat muscles can work it." "Moan so deep as I feel you making love to my cock. Making sure I am totally concentrating on giving your love chute every new sensation I can with my mouth and tongue. Licking, chewing, nibbling, poking, sliming it with my spit so that it is as wet as what your mouth is making my shaft. I know I can hold my breath for another minute or so with my nose cut off from air by your ass cheeks; but not sure I can hold back the rumbling I feel in my balls." "Having to make myself hold the position of having you eat my ass at the same time I am squirming like an night crawler on a fish hook and trying to prime your flesh pump...prime it enough to bring your life liquid up from the depths of your balls. You are my oasis in the desert and I need to satisfy my thirst. I begin slapping your face with my ass and sliding my dick back and forth across the wetness of the lake of white that has dripped on your chest from it...wanting to man-tit-fuck-you until I cum from the way you are tossing my salad and have my mouth locked tight on you when your dam bursts! OH GAWD KYLE! SOON! PLEASE!" "So ready to empty my seed into my lover's mouth and wanting him to cover me with his love potion too. My balls demanding I release the stored joy jam and determined that you will unload on me at the same time. I want to be one as much as we can right now and the gigantic build up I have and the one I know you must also; combining as a single eruption; will be the shot heard around the world...even if it is only in our ears. CUM FOR ME MY LOVE!!" "OH FUCK KYLE! I AM THERE! I'mm cummmiiinnnggg!" "OH HELL YES MY BABY! ca-ca-CA-CUMMMMING TOO!" The only thing either of the guys heard for the next 25 or 30 seconds were the moans, screams, cries of joy, and final 'ooo~aww's' of two people in expressing their very real love with very real mutual climaxes that never seemed to end...1,200 miles apart. Josh's phone was open on his chest and had taken several direct hits of the near dozen ropes of cum that had shot all over his nude body that was laying on the warm grass in the sun beside the pond. The only other victim of his gargantuan unloading, was the poor plush Tigger that had been pinched tightly between his thighs and watched intently as he jacked to Kyle's voice, as if it was his real Tiggerboi. 'Sure hope he is machine washable,' was the first thought that zinged thru his mind...the second being just how much he knew he had to have Kyle right here making this phone call become reality, when he decided it was time for him to meet the family. Those two things left his mind as the unbelievable afterglow and craving for a cigarette overtook his mind. Kyle had switched his cell to speaker during the session and it escaped a similar fate only because it was being held by the little Pooh doll sitting in front of him on the dashboard of his Mom's BMW. Unfortunately; the leather seats hadn't; and he sighed to himself at the clean-up he would have to do before he took it home thanks to Josh making him cum like he had never done before. White splotches of his man fluid were not only splattered all over his naked body; but also dripping down the driver's seat, on the headrest, and a huge one on the console. Kyle smiled to himself at how he would gladly pay to have the whole damn car detailed if an even bigger mess had been created with Josh actually being there with him. His last thought before he morphed into a very satisfying moment or two of silent afterglow was, 'I am bringing him...and a big soft blanket...here, the very first time I bring him to New York.' When Josh opened his eyes again, he smiled as he saw a huge white fluffy double cloud above him. "Looks like two guys cuddled up together," was what he said out loud. Kyle was staring at the very unusual occurrence of a late December rainbow rising up from the lake and arching across the sky to the south. He turned and couldn't see where the other end was at; but it seemed as if it stretched far enough to have the pot of gold be on a farm somewhere in Florida. He was smiling at that fantasy, when he heard Josh's comment. "Huh? What were you saying baby?" "Nothing Kyle...just looking at the sky and day dreaming" "Me too, honey. Wish you were cuddled up with me, so you could see this beautiful rainbow here." "Well I wish you could see the two clouds cuddling that I am looking at." Josh also thought, but didn't verbalize it: 'This is way beyond just the mind meld thing. Wow!' Instead he simply said "Kyle..." "Yeah lover?" "There is a song going thru my head right now...any idea what it is?" "Not a clue sweetie...but I bet you can't guess what one is in mine either." "Tell me." "You first, Josh." "OK...'Just the Way You Are.' Do you know it?" "Ummm...Bruno Mars. Sure do. And that just made me really smile baby...really big!" "What one are you hearing, Kyle?" "Ever heard of Taylor Swift?" "Uh huh...don't know any songs though." "I'll send you a link to a YouTube video when I get back to Mom and Dad's...that's all I will say now until you see it. The title is 'Maybe Two Is Better than One,' and that song says what I can't even begin to, right now." "I can't describe my feelings right now either Kyle. Only thing close would be that if I was in Hundred Acre Wood, I know that Pooh would be snuggled up with Tigger...and Eeyore, Piglet, Owl, Rabbit, Roo, Kanga, and even Christopher Robin are applauding. How grade school is that?" "Awww, baby. Not grade school at all. I think that is just about the sweetest thing that blond head has ever come up with. I sure am applauding right now at the way you got me off. You sure you never did phone sex before?" "Nope...but I had one hell of a teacher just now. Thank you for making love to me like you just did." "You don't ever have to say thank you for that...just keep making love back to me is all that is necessary. And that was just a little sneak preview of what is yet to come babes. Even before I get back to Pensacola." Kyle didn't need to see Josh, to know the look on his face right at the moment with that tease. "You mean this wasn't the big surprise and there are more?" "Just one more baby. When do you go back to work? Tomorrow?" "Yeah. I took on a suck ass noon to 8pm shift so I could get off early for New Years Eve with you. I'm driving back first thing in the morning." "Well studpuppy...call me the minute you get back to the house after work, and I will tell where one more special Christmas present is hidden...and then we will play with it." The snicker Kyle tacked to the end, pretty much told Josh to not even try to beg or extort any details. "This is another 'trust me' thing isn't it?" "Uh huh...but after what we just did, I think you will really enjoy it. Don't ask...just trust me." "Okay lover. Like I have any choice." Josh laughed to let Kyle know he was being facetious. For the next hour, Josh remained naked on the grass beside the pool of water just talking to Kyle about whatever came up. Kyle hadn't bothered to get dressed either; but instead sat behind the wheel of his Mom's car in his birthday suit...the same as he would be if he and Josh had been in bed at home and doing pillow talk. He finally started to bring the conversation to an end as fresh snow began to pepper down on the car. "Baby, I need to get dressed and get out of where I am before I get trapped by one of our infamous instant lake effect blizzards. And I will not attempt to talk and drive with the way the roads will be quickly. Text me later when you can." "Sure will my love. Maybe we can talk again once I get my cell recharged too." Josh tried to hold back a snicker. "Yeah...I caught that snicker. I think my always horny little man wants to do more than just talk again." Kyle did little to hide his own giggle that told how much he wanted to have a round two on the phone if they could get the privacy later to do it. Josh laughed and said "It's your fault lover. You make me this way. Damn Kyle...I am hard again right now!" "Well unless you want to explain to my Mom, why the fire department had to cut me out of her car after sliding off the road into a ditch...and they found me with my pants around my ankles and a cell phone jammed in my ear...then you either need to wait until later...or whack that pretty thing all on your own right now. Love you and gotta go...this snow is getting nasty." Kyle only waited until he could hear Josh say 'love you too' one more time, before he snapped the cell shut; quickly dressed; and headed back to the main highway. Josh slowly closed his phone and then did the same with his eyes as he began to work the new hardness between his legs with his hand. Just as he felt the first dribbles of precum ooze onto his fingers, he stopped and decided to save up for later. 'Maybe from the barn?' was the thought he locked onto as he dressed and ran through a list of where he could get the necessary aloneness to have another earth-shattering phone orgasm with Kyle that night. Remembering an old quote from someone famous, he laughed as he zipped up and said out loud: "Yeah, the barn would work...so long as I don't scare the horses." As he hiked back towards the house, he thought about how well the trip home for the holidays had gone. Whether it was of his own volition; or if fate or a higher power had also intervened; he managed to keep from making his sexuality an issue and kept his references about Kyle to a cautious minimum. He decided that he had really done it because in his heart, he knew the timing wasn't right and Kyle's Dad had been correct when he said, "Make this Christmas about the family." And anyway, in just a few more days, he and Kyle would be reunited and that night would be all about them.