Priorities - Book Two

*** ~~~ Trevor ~~~ ***

Roger and I walked into the house after our time at the ranch. Daddy immediately sniffed the air, pointed to the stairs, and said, "The two of you smell far too much like horses. Upstairs, NOW! Get showered, then you can come back downstairs and tell me all about it..." He laughed a bit before adding, "The horseback riding… I don't need you to tell me about the shower!" Both Roger and I laughed about that!

We went to my room and were in the shower in less than a minute. Showering alone is nowhere near as much fun as it is when I shower with Roger. As we were kissing, I felt his excitement rubbing against my own. I broke the kiss and softly said, "I love you so much, Roger." The love in his eyes told me he felt the same way. Without another word, I dropped to my knees and took him into my mouth. There was nothing rushed about it. I slowly made love to his inches, using my free hand to caress those two robin eggs in their sack of skin.

All too soon he fed me a tasty snack mostly of protein. As I was standing, he was moving to return the favor and I stopped him. "Babe, I love you so much. I wanted to do that, not to get you to do it to me, but to show you how very important to me you are. Let's get dried off. I want to talk to you about something important."

We dried each other then walked naked, hand in hand, to my bed. I sat Roger down and looked him in the eyes. I was overcome with emotion looking at him. "You are the most important thing in life to me, Rog. Tonight, I want you to make love to me. I want to feel you inside me."

Surprise was clearly etched on Roger's face. "Funny you should say that. I was going to ask you to do that to me tonight. I'd like it if we did it to each other because honestly, I didn't even think of doing it to you. I just assumed you'd be the more dominant one in our relationship."

"You're older than me, Rog. But if you want us to do it to each other, that's okay too. Do you want to talk to Daddy together about it?"

"Oh, wow! I never even considered telling your parents what we were going to do. Do we really need to?" Roger inquired.

"I promised both that I'd talk about it before I took that step. I trust them, Babe. I can do it by myself, but I think it would be better if we were both there."

He was silent for a moment before looking into my eyes. It was nearly impossible to read his expression. I was about to tell him we could just wait when he spoke. "Trevor, I trust you with everything. You have never told me anything or had me do anything that wasn't the right thing to say or do. I can tell this is important to you and as such, it's important to me. Let's tell them together. From this point on I want everything important we do, to be done together."

I wrapped him in a tight hug, tears dripping down my face. I loved him with everything I was and am. After breaking the hug we both put on a pair of shorts and a shirt then, hand-in-hand, walked downstairs. Daddy was waiting there and I think he could tell I needed to talk to him.

"Take a seat in the living room, I'll get drinks for us and meet you two in there." He said.

"Ask Dad to join us also, please. This is something we need to talk to both of you about," I said, as he was about out of the room. He looked over his shoulder and I'm sure he knew what the topic of the conversation was going to be. He simply nodded and was through the doorway.

Roger held my hand tightly as we waited, neither of us speaking. A few minutes later, much longer than it would take to just get drinks, Dad came in followed by Daddy carrying a tray with four glasses of what looked like sweet tea. Roger and I were on the loveseat, Dad sat on the couch. Daddy set glasses in front of Roger and me before taking his seat next to Dad.

We were silent for a moment before I said, "I promised you both I'd discuss it before Roger and I made love. I've asked him to make love to me tonight."

"I assumed that was what you wanted to talk about when you asked me to get Dad, but I was hoping you weren't talking about the shower. Have you both talked about it? Are you sure you're both ready?" Daddy asked.

Roger spoke for us, "Daddy, Trevor actually beat me to it. I was going to ask him to make love to me tonight. I believe we're both ready to express our love for each other in this way."

Over the next 30 minutes, Dad and Daddy explained to us what we needed to know to be able to do this safely. They told us what to expect. They said that whoever is on 'bottom' should expect a bit of pain initially but it soon would be gone and nothing but pleasure would remain. The fact that we are so deeply in love would see us through the initial discomfort.

After receiving blessings from my parents, Roger looked at me and said, "I don't think Mom would like it much, but I'm sure my Dad would be okay with it. Why don't we give him a call and tell him?"

"Baby, I think this is not something you should tell him on the phone. Why don't we invite him over? It's early enough that he should be able to get away from the restaurant for an hour," I advised.

15 minutes later Henri was sitting in the recliner next to Dad and Daddy and we told him what we intended. He was quiet for a moment then turned to my parents and asked, "I take it you gave them your blessing and told them I should be informed?"

"Actually, it was Roger's idea. He felt you had a right to say yes or no. After all, he's your son," Dad explained.

Henri then turned to us, "I am impressed that you came forward before taking this step. Normally, I would have issues with two 13 year olds having full sex, but the two of you act far older than your years. I see no reason not to give you my consent to this. I know you two love each other."

"But what about Mama?" Roger inquired.

"Don't worry about her. She'll be fine with it once I've told her. Just enjoy each other, share your love for one another. Let this be a bond between you that melds the two of you together. I love you both and want only what's best for you," Henri said, a tear running down his face.

I got up and stood before Henri. "Sir, I love your son with all my heart. I promise you, I will never do anything intentional to hurt him. When we're old enough, I intend to ask him to marry me."

Henri was speechless. He merely took me into his arms and hugged me tightly. He broke the hug and choked out, "Trevor, I know you wouldn't. Roger is lucky to have a boyfriend like you."

"Sir, it's I who is lucky. Roger, to me, is the most prized possession anyone could ever hope to have. I will worship him twenty years from now as much, if not more, than I do now. Please don't assume that by using the term 'possession' that I feel as if I own him... it's like a gift you receive. That gift I receive and the only thing I truly can say I 'own' is his love."

Daddy was on the couch crying into Dad's shoulder. Dad was looking at me with the proudest expression I've ever seen. I guess I said the right things.

Henri said he had to get back to the restaurant. He hugged both us and gave us kisses on the cheek. As he was leaving he said, "Share your love for each other knowing you have my blessing." Then he left.

The rest of the afternoon was spent quietly watching television with Dad and, when he wasn't in the kitchen preparing dinner, Daddy. It was nice to have this quiet time with Roger. We held hands and snuggled.

Daddy called us into the kitchen for dinner. He'd prepared a light meal of salad and a cold beet broth with boiled potato and shredded hardboiled egg. It was really good. Roger loved it.

I was getting nervous as the time neared for Roger and I to go upstairs. Once, when Roger had to go to the bathroom, Daddy sat next to me and put his arm over my shoulder. "I'm sure you're a bit nervous about what's about to happen... don't worry, that's normal. You and Roger love each other. Just express that love and you'll be fine. Remember what you were told. If you choose to use condoms, they're in the drawer next to your bed along with some lubricant."

Neither Roger nor I have had any sexual contact with another person so, even though condoms are important, they're less so for the two of us... especially since the only person I ever plan on being sexual with is him and I'm sure he feels the same way."

As the movie we were watching ended I stood from the couch and offered Roger my hand to help him up. We both went to my parents and gave them hugs and kisses on the cheek. Dad told us to have a good time and winked. That small gesture put me at ease actually.

Roger and I went upstairs and into my room. We closed the door and stood there staring at each other. Probably five minutes passed without a word being spoken. Finally I approached him and gave him a very passionate, yet tender kiss. His arms wrapped around me and we kissed for several minutes. Slowly, as we kissed, we gravitated toward the bed. Standing next to it, we broke the kiss. I made a move to start to undress and Roger stopped me. "I would like to do that, if it's ok?"

I dropped my hands to my sides and allowed him to disrobe me. He unbuttoned my shirt and as my chest was unveiled, he put feather kisses on it. Every bit of skin that was exposed received the same treatment until he had my shirt fully unbuttoned. He gently slipped it off my shoulders and let it fall to the floor.

Neither of us had shoes on so we didn't have to worry about that bit. He put his fingers into the waistband of my shorts and slowly pulled them, along with my bikini briefs to the floor. I stepped out of them and stood in my nudity so Roger could inspect me.

After a moment I began the process on Roger. He was wearing a t-shirt so I pulled it up slowly from the bottom and kissed his belly and chest on the way up. Once I'd gotten to his shoulders, with his arms up, I pulled the shirt over his head and while his arms were still entangled in the shirt, I kissed him. It was a deep and wanton kiss. I held his arms up as we kissed for nearly a minute. I finally removed his arms from the shirt and let it drop to the floor. I knelt down and unbuttoned the clasp on his shorts, pulled down the zipper and removed them leaving Roger in his bikini briefs. To me he looked so sexy wearing just the skimpy blue fabric. The outline of his balls and already fully hardened penis were barely contained in the fabric.

I kissed his penis through the fabric as I held his butt in my hands. He told me to stop because if I'd continued he'd have cum and he didn't want to do that yet. I removed the last vestige of clothing he was wearing and looked at him. He looked like a statue of the most handsome boy on the planet to me. He was absolute perfection in my eyes.

I stood again and again we kissed, feeling our naked bodies rubbing on one another, our cocks dueling for position between us. Once the kiss was broken, we both laid down facing each other. I looked deeply into Roger's eyes as I lightly caressed his body. I am certain I could see his soul looking back at me.

We made out in this fashion for a few moments when he asked, "So, do I do you first, or do you do me?"

"Well, I did ask you first, so would you mind doing me first? I can tell you if I experience any pain and you can decide then if you want me to make love to you after we're done."

"Regardless of any pain, I need you to make love to me tonight. I can't explain why, but it's far more than something I want. I feel that without that happening, I will not wake up in the morning. It's kind of weird," Roger explained.

I reached into the drawer next to my bed and removed the bottle of lube Daddy had told me about. I also removed two condoms. "Do you want to use these or not?" I asked.

"The lube, definitely. But I don't think we need the condoms. As we've already discussed, this is the first time for both of us. I have no desire to have any kind of sex with anyone else."

I was pleased by his response, not that I doubted that would be what he said. He took the bottle of lubricant from me as I positioned myself on the bed on my back. I lifted my legs to expose my butt. I held my legs back behind my knees with my hands. Roger put some lube on his index finger, then a glob right on my anus. With his lubed finger he slowly penetrated my virgin anus. It was an odd feeling having something go in there. Not unpleasant, just odd.

Roger slowly moved his finger in, out and around, stretching my hole. He did this until I told him to add another. He removed his single finger and lubed up his middle finger as well, then inserted the two together. There was very little pain, but I can't honestly say there was none. The pain passed quickly as he, for lack of a better word, fucked my ass with his fingers. After a few minutes of this I knew I was ready.

"Roger, it's time. Lubricate your dick and slowly put it in me." I nearly begged. The feelings I was having were intense. The anticipation of this moment was almost unbearable. Eventually I felt the warm head of his penis at my hole. He added a little pressure and very slowly pushed into me. Once the head was fully in he stopped.

"Wow, this is amazing. I only have the tip in and I almost feel like I want to cum right now! Let me know when I can go further. Are you feeling any pain?"

"None at all now. But let's not talk about it until it's done. I don't want either of us to lose our concentration. Just go ahead and push in." The feeling of having just the tip of him inside me was amazing.

He slowly pushed his way into me. I could tell by the look on his face he was nearly on pleasure overload. The sensation of him sliding into me made me feel... complete. Once he'd gone as far as he could and his pubes were touching my butt he leaned over and kissed me.

Kissing him with him fully inside me was almost a religious experience. When he broke the kiss I told him to go ahead. He slowly retracted himself until just the head was still inside me then pushed in again until he was fully inside again. He repeated this slowly several times until I told him he could go faster if he wanted.

"I love you so much, Trevor. This feels amazing, I can't wait to experience this from the other end." Roger declared.

He did pick up his pace. Daddy had told us about the prostate and Roger was hitting mine with almost every stroke. I'd partially lost my erection while he was preparing me but it was back in its fully hard condition as he made love to me. He'd established a pretty good rhythm and he could tell I was enjoying it by the moans that escaped my mouth involuntarily.

"Trev, I'm almost ready to cum." Roger almost yelled.

"Go ahead, my love. Leave some of you inside me, that way we're closer to being one."

Roger sped up a little as he approached his climax. He was hitting my prostate hard with every stroke now. Without even touching myself, and without any warning, I experienced a very powerful orgasm. I came hard, my vision almost failing. I heard Roger call out, "I'm cumming, Trev, I love you so much!"

I could feel him as he left his seed in me. Still fully inside me he collapsed onto my cum streaked torso. He pulled me close to him and kissed me with a passion I'd never experienced from him. Even though I'd just cum, I was still hard as steel.

We kissed for a time, I couldn't tell you if it was a minute or an hour. Probably closer to the one minute than the one hour. But it didn't matter. I had some of Roger in me. I felt whole.

He eventually pulled out of my backside and we laid together, our arms around each other. We made out for a while then he broke the kiss and said he wanted me to do him.

"I want you to know what to expect, let me tell you what it felt like for me." I stated.

"I don't want you to. You had no idea what to expect when I made love to you. I want that same exact experience, just like I'm not going to tell you what it felt like for me inside you." Roger replied.

I nodded that I understood as he laid on his back in the same position I had been in. I have no idea why, but when I saw his butt hole I had an urge to kiss it. I leaned over and did just that. My tongue circled the opening then, like it had a mind of its own, it pushed its way past the tight muscle. I heard Roger exclaim, "OH MY GOD! That's amazing!"

Emboldened by his response, I continued doing that. It wasn't gross at all. After a few minutes of doing this my jaw was starting to ache a little so I sat up and lubed up a finger. I inserted it where my tongue had been and there was absolutely no resistance. I removed the finger and after lubing up a second slowly inserted them together, again no resistance. He'd completely relaxed. "Trevor, PLEASE, do it now!" Roger begged.

I added quite a bit of lube to my dick and placed the head at his opening. I could feel the warmth of it radiating. I added a little pressure and it was like his ass opened up and pulled me into him. I slid in almost three of my five inches before I could stop. I was worried I'd gone too fast or pushed too hard. "Are you okay, Rog? I'm sorry if I went too fast."

"Babe, I'm way better than ok. This feels amazing. Absolutely no pain. Please, push in the rest of the way, then kiss me." Roger replied.

That is what I did. The feeling of his warmth completely encasing my shaft was utter bliss. He was rhythmically contracting the muscles of his butt and it felt like they were actually sucking on me. I kissed him hard. I was so into what was happening. As we kissed, I started withdrawing until I was only in with the tip. Then I began a slow in and out motion, sometimes my full length, sometimes only half way in. Conversely, sometimes when I was fully in, I only withdrew halfway.

All the while, Roger was kissing me. His tongue forcefully dueling with my own. I could hear him moaning frequently through our kisses. I was quickly approaching my second orgasm of the evening when Roger broke the kiss and exclaimed, "Oh Trevor, this is amazing. Way better than doing it to you. I love you so much!"

As he finished speaking my orgasm hit. "Roger, I'm cumming. I love you more than life itself!" I deposited my seed in the boy I loved and he'd deposited his in me. After a time I withdrew myself from his warm channel and we laid together. We looked deeply into each other's eyes.

"That was an amazing experience, Trevor. I'm glad we decided to do this. It was perfect. Tell me, what gave you the idea to lick my hole? Did your Daddy tell you about doing that?"

"No, he didn't. When I saw it, all I could think of was kissing it. Daddy did tell me to go with my feelings and do what I felt would be right, so I did. I'm really glad you liked it."

"Next time I'll show you what it's like. I'm sure you'll love it." Roger replied.

We talked about our experiences that evening as we lay in bed holding each other. Roger told me that he had absolutely no pain. He told me he actually enjoyed receiving me far better than he did giving me. I understood what he meant. "Roger, I understand you'd prefer to be the one on the bottom more, but on occasion I'd hope you'd be willing to be on top."

"Without a doubt, my love."

We talked a few more minutes and the next thing I remember was waking up next to him in the morning. Both of us still holding the other.

After only a few moments Roger opened his eyes. He smiled at me then said, "Good Morning, Lover. I slept better last night than I have ever slept. But... we need a shower. We both have dried cum on our bellies and chests and it's starting to itch."

I gave him a peck on the lips and we got up and into the shower. We washed but didn't do anything sexual. We dried each other then helped the other get dressed. I had to resist taking him into my mouth as I pulled on his boxer briefs. I couldn't get enough of him.

Once we were fully dressed (including shoes), we went downstairs. Dad was in his usual spot at the kitchen table reading his paper as Roger and I entered hand in hand. Daddy turned as we entered and smiled. "You two are positively glowing. I assume you enjoyed your experiences?" He asked.

"Honey, you know as well as I do they did. You heard them as clearly as I did." Dad jibed.

Roger was blushing deeply as I asked, "Were we that loud?"

"Boys, when you're experiencing emotions as strong as they were for you last night, it's inevitable that you'll cry out. There's nothing to worry about. If I'm not being too forward, I do have one question, at one point Roger literally yelled quite loudly. He said, 'OH MY GOD! That's amazing!' May I ask what precipitated that?" Daddy inquired.

I looked at Roger and, seeing him nod, "When Roger exposed his hole I got an urge to kiss it... you know, with my tongue too. I have no idea why, but you told me to go with what feels right in my heart." I answered.

"It's called 'Rimming.'" Dad explained. "Your Daddy loves it done to him."

"Thank you both for telling us what we needed to know. I am so glad Trevor asked me to do this. I feel more complete. Trevor and I are truly part of each other now." Roger stated.

With that, breakfast was served. Daddy had prepared steak and eggs, buttered toast, hash browns, a cup of 'Trevor Coffee' for both of us and glasses of juice. It was a fitting end to the weekend.

I looked at the clock and it was nearly 10:00am. Roger was supposed to go home about noon. The doorbell rang.

We looked at one another and it was obvious that nobody had any idea who it could be. Dad got up and went to the door. As he opened it he saw Henri, Marine, and a lady we didn't know.

Since she was with Henri and Marine, Dad invited them in. They entered the kitchen and Henri introduced Daddy, Roger and I. He then noticed the confusion on our faces and laughed.

"With all that has been going on you probably forgot that we were going to interview Ange to be your housekeeper during the week while Nick works."

"Of course, Daddy replied. Would anyone like a cup of coffee? There's room, pull up a chair and we can get down to business."

[Author's Note: As I stated at the beginning of this chapter, Zarek has developed another wonderful story called "Another Chance". If you haven't yet read it, you should. You can find his story on Nifty at http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/another-chance/ I hope you enjoy it.]

[To Be Continued]