Larry's 28th Post: Taking Charge Now

Hi guys, it’s me again, Larry.

You might be hearing from me a few times before Marcus gets back to writing again. He wants to take a little vacation from writing so he can make some art on his iPad. He has written a ton of chapters since the blog started, I guess he deserves a break for a while. No prob, writing is a lot easier than I thought it was and I love it now.

I’ve got a few things I’ve been thinking about to write, but I didn’t think it would be so soon. Anyhow, my friend Michael, he’s one of you guys that write me in case you wonder. He got me to start baking and making Marcus worry about his “girly-figure” hahah! Anyhow, Michael said in his letter to me that he would have loved to hear what Marc and me had to say on our date once the dude that knew him, JD went back to his table that night. Well, I can do that, I’ll leave out the boring shit though. Maybe it’s all boring, IDK I hope not.

In case you didn’t read my last chapter, at least the part about the date downtown, I’ll tell you a little to remind you. While we were at dinner in the Italian place downtown, our waiter brought some wine to our table, and we didn’t order it. He told us it was from the table across the room as a gift. When we looked over there, Marcus recognized him and told me he and his wife were at our house for Lisa’s promotion party a while ago, and that he was a cool guy, don’t worry about him. Well, the guy didn’t know how to go back to his table soon enough for me, not until Marcus told him we were out by ourselves on a kinda date to talk. Or something like that, I kinda forgot the words now. JD asked us about our wives and where they were, and Marc told him they were out on a date by themselves. I don’t think any of this really sunk in for the dude though. 

I do remember him telling me that he remembered me from Lisa’s party, but I don’t remember him at all. But then why would I anyway if he didn’t talk to me, right? At least I don’t think he talked to me, but I was really upset that night after a woman came after me like a witch, calling me names and trying to embarrass me I guess. Maybe that’s why he remembered me, I think I would if it happened to him. Anyway, he was cool, maybe a little too cool around me. It seemed like he was always looking at me while he was talking to us. I don’t like being stared at, it makes me wonder what the fuck is wrong with me, is my fly opened, does my hair look like I just got outta bed or something. You know, like stupid weird stuff I shouldn’t havta worry about. I’ll get back to the dude soon, don’t worry.

In my last chapter, in the date section, I wrote about JD because it made Marcus kinda weird after we both sat down; like I felt his leg next to mine shaking big time. I don’t think I ever caught him do that before, kinda worried me a bit. He was very nervous about that little conversation with him, and I kinda left that out of my story to protect him on purpose. Now that we’ve talked more about stuff like that, I can write about it and not embarrass poor Marcus. At first, I thought it was because Marc told him twice that we were out on a date. Even though the dude never caught the idea that it could be a “real date.” Maybe I wouldn’t too because it did seem like we were out on a business meeting or something, not a “real date” like a “real couple” would be doing. 

I guess you oughta know by now, no one other than a few guys we both write about, and you guys know we are a couple, okay lovers, there I said it because we are. More lovers than either of us were with our wives for sure. I guess I can talk a little more about that later if I run out of shit to talk about, hahah. Anyhow, back to the dude named JD and his questions. Ya, I didn’t say a lot about that last time, just that he had some questions. I can tell ya now that even back when I wrote the last chapter, I kinda figured his wife gave him all the questions to ask us. I just know they were curious about having no wives at the table with us, especially since Marcus and Lisa are always seen together out in places like this. At least at night, in the daytime, guys have lunch together all the time as business stuff. Life after Happy Hour, bring the wife huh. I can just imagine what they talked about after Marcus told him that our wives were out on a date themselves, hahah, ya that could blow some minds. I bet his wife was on the phone to Lisa the next day getting all the good shit we didn’t give them. I betcha!

What else I didn’t write about was JD wasn’t the only guy who recognized Al, let’s face it, everybody knows him as Al. At least he waved back at those he saw there. That place is the wrong hangout for us, for sure; I don’t want to go back there again and put Marc through that once more. Ya, so I guess that brings us up to what we talked about after that, and did Marcus ever stop shaking his leg?

Yes, the leg stopped shaking because I had one hand on his knee and one of my legs propped up against his. I don’t think he was aware of the shaking; it was just fucking nerves doing that. Ya, we talked about that too. I don’t like digging into my past life looking for examples of me doing stuff like that, but I bet I did a lot of that. Even after becoming friends with Al so long ago.

Marc told me that he was afraid that he would run into many people he knew, especially in the places that they went to often. I can tell you from what I’ve known for years about Al and Lisa together, they are the “Power Couple” that everyone knows. I didn’t understand the term, but I kinda do now. I mean if you read the story about Lisa’s promotion party we had in our house for her, and you kinda got the idea from the picture we used of the party, there were over 100 people there at times. Some came and left, but a lot stayed for the food and booze. They were there because they knew Lisa and Al and they knew what kind of parties to expect from them. Ellen and I have been to a few of their parties; hell, I even was a bartender for a couple of them too. Anyway, none of them are my kind of people, I guess that sounds bad. I mean, I’m not into politics or business like them, not my kind of world, I guess. 

One of the first things outta my mouth once he was gone was an apology for picking this place to go to. I just figured it was one of his favorite places, and the food, just not thinking about the people he might meet. I wanted us to feel like we were a couple out in public and here I take him to the worst place ever. At least Marcus told me to stop talking like that, it wasn’t my fault, it wasn’t anyone’s fault. He just knows lots of people and one day everyone will know that Lisa and Al aren’t a couple anymore. Ya, but is he ready to replace his Lisa with his Larry and let everyone know that. Ya, that’s what we talked about more. I’ll write about that in this chapter too.

JUST ME AND POPS FOR BREAKFAST

One morning after our date night, Marcus was off to the office painting or maybe writing, IDK for sure, he’s been needing some time alone a lot more now. Kinda worries me so I figured I better talk to Pops and get some kinda idea of what might be going on in his head; he knows Marc better than anyone, maybe me too.

I was sitting at the kitchen table having some coffee and just thinking; I hadn’t eaten anything yet. I’m kinda used to eating with someone else now and I was just gonna wait for Marc or Pops to come into the kitchen. It was Pops who got there first. He got himself a cup of coffee and sat with me before he asked if he could make us some French toast, he had been thinking about having some and didn’t mind sharing. Ya, that sounded pretty damn good, and I didn’t havta do any work making it, but I’d clean it up for him. He asked me where his other son was and I just told him, in the office painting, I think. He got up earlier than me and was gone before I left the bedroom. That happens more all the time now, I guess it’s normal to want some time to yourself once in a while.

Before Pops got up to make breakfast for us, I reached over to place my hand on top of his and asked him if we could talk for a while before breakfast. I said to him, “Dad, I really need some of your advice.” He said, “Of course son, anytime you want, you should know that.” I told him I knew but my head was a little fucked-up right now not knowing what to do, and that’s how it came outta my mouth. No laughing this time, he put his hand on top of mine that was holding his, like a sandwich and said, “Spill it, don’t hold it in ever. I’m always here for my boys, never forget that.” I just let out a big sigh of relief and he heard it too and said, “Relax Larry, whatever it is, we’ll fix it.” I told him that it’s something I never had to deal with before and I just don’t have a clue what to do about it. Having Pops hand on mind was very nice and it was comforting, I needed that from him at the time.

I am so happy to have someone like Pops to talk to like it was that day. I mean, Marc and me have no problems talking, but this time I think it’s something I did that’s making this happen and I just need some help. I told Pops I don’t know where to start this so please understand. But before I really got into what was troubling me, I thanked Pops for being a dad to me and that I never had one or even a mom to talk to about stuff. I had Ellen, I hate to even think this, but she’s been my mom for my whole life, maybe that’s why we are having some troubles, or maybe it’s just me having a problem. Pops was so cool and kind and told me how sad he felt that I had no one to be there for me when I needed them the most. I told him not to feel that way, it was long ago and it’s nothing anymore. I have him and Marcus and that’s all I need. Pops said, “What about your son and grandkids?” I was embarrassed to not mention them, but they can’t help me with my problem right now and I told him that too.

Pops said, “Okay son, what’s at the bottom of this, talk to me, I’m a good listener.” He better know what he’s getting into, I guess. Anyhow, I kinda blurted out, “It’s the “gay” thing between us and owning it that Marc is facing right now, and it’s all my fucking fault too.” Pops didn’t believe that one bit and had me explain myself. I told him a lot more about the date night at the restaurant and meeting some businesspeople he knew. I told Pops that ever since that night things have changed between us, and I don’t know what to do about it and I’m really worried.

Pops asked, “Like what was going on that was different or scaring me.” I told him, “Look around, do you see Marcus at all? That’s happening a lot more lately, it’s like he’s hiding from me or not wanting to share what’s bothering him.” Pops didn’t hold back on the personal questions, like our bedroom and asked me if that changed any too. I told him no not really, I think we are both too horny for that, and I tried to make a funny, but it didn’t come out the way I expected. Pops at least caught I was trying to lighten up some. Anyway, I don’t really know if it did change that I’d go bringing it up to him so fast. It’s just that I know he has a lot on his mind right now and he’s not wanting to share it with me, and that kinda hurts me big time.

I shared something about me with Pops, maybe he already knew but it gave me a way to get started. I told him about the guys I worked with, and how homophobic they were. In fact, I picked up a lot of the crap I heard from them and used it between Marc and me when I was trying to hide my feelings for him. I know now that made people think I was hiding stuff, which I was anyway, but now it makes my skin crawl thinking about what everyone was thinking about me for a long time. Anyhow, like who do I know, who the fuck would care if I was gay or straight? I mean other than my wife or Lisa and Marcus. But that’s not how it is with Marcus. He knows too damn many people and I guess a lot more know him too. It must be the scariest thing in the world for him and I made it worse by taking him out to where that could happen. I was wrong maybe I was only thinking about myself. 

Pops asked how Marcus handled meeting people that night, I told him that he was very nervous, and his leg was shaking really badly after JD left our table. I had to put my hand on his knee to make him stop shaking. I knew then it was a mistake being there, but I didn’t want to admit it and see if we should just leave. Pops asked if JD was James (and I’m not gonna use his last name here, sorry don’t want to get sued.) I said, “Ya, Marc said he likes being called by initials only.” Pops agreed with Marcus, JD is an okay guy, nothing but good stuff to say about him. Well, that was comforting, so why was Marc so upset meeting him. Don’t tell me, I know already, where’s the wives? I bet his wife sent him over to find out some juicy gossip too.

Pops told me to sit right where I was because he was gonna get Marcus out here with us. I told, “No don’t bother him with this, can’t we just talk about it and leave it be?” Anyhow, I thought Pops would listen to me, ya right, that’s gonna happen! He said, “No, I have something that’s been on my mind myself for a very long time. This is the time to get it out there, trust me, this won’t hurt at all.” I tried, I really did; I thought I could control the situation and failed big time. I’ve got a lot of learning to do before I try and outthink Pops. Maybe I don’t need to do that, maybe I should just shut the fuck up and let the master do his thing for me.

POPS BRINGS MARC BACK INTO THE KITCHEN WITH HIM 

He told Marcus to sit down next to me; he had a story he wanted to tell us. He did warn Marc that he was concerned just like me about how he was handling letting people in to his life now that it’s without Lisa. Marc looked at me like I was some kind of traitor or something. I didn’t like that look at all. What the fuck did I get myself into again! I just took Marc’s hand, and he didn’t push me away at least. I don’t like messing with our relationship, but if it doesn’t get better, I don’t know if we should keep thinking about marriage. Ya, I said that out loud too, and man did it get a rise outta Marc, not the good kind you guys like reading about though. I felt bad right away, I didn’t mean I’d just leave him without trying to fix it though. I know our history of keeping secrets from each other, and I thought that was fucking over by now. If he’s having a problem, man I’m fucking right here, talk to me, let me in to help. Maybe he knows I can’t help him, that I don’t have any experience dealing with what he’s going through. Ya, I don’t but I have feelings that go deep with him, I cry with him all the time. I’ve never done that with anyone before, not even Ellen. Anyhow, a lot of what I just wrote here got said one way or another before Pops started his story to help us.

Pops apologized up front if his story was gonna be too long, and he did want to make us breakfast. He said he could talk to us while cooking or maybe after we ate, but we both said, do it now. We can wait for breakfast afterwards. He said, “Good, I was hoping for that.”  And then he started telling us his story. Before I write anything about that, I wanna tell you I took out my iPhone and put it on the table telling them I was gonna put it on do not disturb. But I did something else, I had my MS Word app running already since I was writing some notes for this chapter. I put the mic icon on and put my phone face down on the table and hoped that whatever Pops said would get copied for me on the page. It did work for a while; I don’t know what I was thinking because it recorded all of us and it was a nightmare trying to figure out stuff. I know one thing for sure, I ain’t ever doing that again! At least I was listening pretty damn well and a lot better than I have a history of doing, that’s for fucking sure.

I’m gonna try my best to tell you what I heard that morning. Anyway, Pops took us back to when he was young himself and some of the feelings he had at a time when it wasn’t cool to have them. Like it was more than a sin to be a homosexual, it was illegal too if you got caught. I kinda figured that out myself from what I’ve learned over the years. I wasn’t shocked with some of the stuff since we kinda thought there was something going on with him and his buddy Harvey. He told us a while ago that they never got it on together, but when they were on the road with the band, sometimes they’d jack off together. They both had wives and, you know, weren’t homosexuals, just horny dudes. I bought that when he told us, but this time he told us a different story. He said they were friends even in high school and they actually did “mess around” with each other sometimes. Kid stuff, but it went all the way. Pops said that Harvey was very popular and was sexually active during high school. But when the “girl pool” dried up for Harvey, he’d come back to me to get off. It wasn’t always two-sided for them, but he was falling in love with Harvey even though he knew he was only second best most of the time. Pops said he has kept his secret for his whole life, and never shared it with his wife, or anyone else, including us. And that the story about just jacking off together in motels on the road, had times when it was much better than that. Then Pops asked us if he was shocking us with this information. Is he kidding us? We both kinda figured something was going on since he said how much he loved his buddy and missed him so much after he passed away. Of course, we didn’t tell him that, but who knows, maybe it will come up one day and we might.

Pops said that they both got married when they were in their 20’s and cooled the relationship quite a bit, especially once Pops stopped traveling with the band. He told us before it was because of his growing business that he stopped traveling with the band, but that was only partially true. He was married and needed to clear it with his new wife Ginny to leave home to join the band; she wasn’t a fan of that, and he knew his secret was to go to room with his buddy every night on the road. 

Drumming up a frenzy.

Pops said it’s become so easy to remember his time with the band on the road and just started talking about stuff; stuff like Marc’s dad and Tony before he got to his best buddy Harvey. He told us that those two shared the front of the stage often, and that they both sang solo or together at times, and it was fun watching how they played off each other. Then he asked Marcus if he wondered why his mom often traveled with the band. Marc said he was pretty young at that time, and she stayed home more when his sister was born. Pops said that his mom went to keep an eye on him and remind him he was married. He told Marc that his dad played it very straight, but that wasn’t how some of the band members acted. He told us that when Tony was playing to the crowd, he always seemed to forget that he was a married man trying to make some kind of connection with the fans in front of the stage. Then he told us about Harvey, the good looking, sweaty drummer of the band turn to take over the crowd, and man could he really do that too. The rest of the guys would just step over to the side of the stage and let Harvey be the star. He could drive the fans into a fucking frenzy with a super-long drum solo.

It was hard to deal with for me, since I knew exactly what was going on. Just like Tony, he was playing to the crowd and try to make contact with a willing female to join him in the room after the gig was over. I always watch him closely to see if he’d make eye-contact with me during his set, and eventually he would wink at me to let me know how he was doing. I’d wink back, but inside I knew he made contact with some warm body to hook up with for a few hours, and I’d be looking for some place to hang around before I could return to the room. It was always painful, and I knew I had to do something about that or go crazy myself. It had to end, there was nothing in it for me, and I had the love of my life at home waiting for my return. So, that was the real reason why I stopped traveling with the band. 

I did keep up with Harvey after the tragedy through correspondence, like the real kind, pen and paper, not the kind of stuff everyone does today. I kept every letter he wrote me in a special box, I never reread them until he passed away, and it got even harder to read them, I just can’t at all.

HOW POPS FIGURED OUT ABOUT OUR RELATIONSHIP

Pops changed the subject making sure we didn’t get a chance to ask questions he didn’t want to deal with, I guess. He looked at both of us and said that he knew that there was something special going on between us long ago. That got Marc to jump in and say, “No way Pops, we were so careful around you; and if you did suspect something was going on, why didn’t you just bring it up to me?” Pops laughed at that and said, “Why would I, it was more fun imagining what you guys were up to. Besides, it would be none of my business!” I stayed quiet on this one, but Marc just said, “I guess I should thank you for that, huh?” I just laughed out loud and heard Pops say, “Damn fucking right you should!” That was good enough for a laugh from all of us. But don’t think Marc was gonna not say something back, because he did, and we got to listen to another long story. Hey, as long as I’m not on the hot spot, who gives a flying fuck at this point.

I’m not gonna go into everything because I forgot most of it by now, but I remember some stuff. Like Pops asking us if we thought he was gonna get on our case if he found out there was something like that going on behind our wives' backs. Marc answered that one again and said, “Yes, he did for sure. That’s why he kept it a secret from him for so long.” I just said, “Ya, I guess me too.” 

I remember Pops asking Marc if he remembered him ever getting on his case about anything other than not settling down and thinking about marriage after he was promoted. I was surprised that Marc got back at him for that one. He told him that was a lot to handle for him and he didn’t want to disappoint him in any way. He was okay with not being married back then. Pops got caught in his own trap I guess and said he was very wrong and if he could, he’d erase that part from history. Anyhow, that was my time to jump in big time! I said, “Hold on Pops, if he didn’t marry Lisa, he wouldn’t have met me, and I would be still living in South Sacramento with Ellen. I don’t like that part of history changing.” 

Pops just said, “Oh shit! That’s right! See Marc there was a reason for me to say that to you, so I’m off the hook!” And he laughed, fuck we all laughed at that one. But I think of stuff like that all the time now, I guess if we were always meant to be together, something else would have let us meet, I guess. I had to tell Pops that even though I’d had been sober for two years before meeting Al, I stayed sober for a good reason, not to lose him as my best friend. It worked and it was easy.

That didn’t stop Pops’ story though because he said that every time he saw us together, he recognized something in the way we looked at each other. He said he’d been there himself and it brought back fond memories for him. He told us that he was hoping that what he suspected was real and that he would be let into our lives. He said that he never expected to be as big a part of our lives as he is now and thanked us for that.

I guess when you love somebody as much as we do, you kinda come up with the same thoughts at the same time because, we both started saying the same thing to Pops. I’ll tell you what I said because Marc stopped talking when he realized we were on the same page. I told Pops that he was right, there was a look we had for each other that happened way back when we first met. It was a scary look because I was afraid it was gonna make Marc head for the hills on me. I really loved being with him and I didn’t want him to know just how much. I don’t think I even knew how much myself. Marcus agreed with what I said too. Pops just said, he knew exactly what I was talking about because there was a time in his life just like that. I was looking at Marcus when I said, “I don’t think I could go through that ever again with anyone if I lost you Sweetbabes, no fucking way; I’d become a Monk first, hahah!” Hey, it might be the truth, who knows, what I do know is that those words got me a big kiss from Marc right in front of Pops, and it wasn’t just a little cheek peck either!

Marc said that it wasn’t exactly like that for him because he knew what it was like being rejected and wasn’t going to let that happen again. We’ve talked a few times about that time in his life before Lisa, so I know what rejection he was talking about. I think you guys have read that too from him. But I really wondered if he was gonna go there with Pops, part of me kinda hoped he wouldn’t and he didn’t. But he agreed with my story and said he understood how I felt very well.

POPS' STORY GETS KINDA PERSONAL

I wondered if Pops was setting us up for his story that he never shared with us yet. I guess you guys know that I’m setting up for Pops now because he told us stuff I never heard before or even suspected from him. Maybe you guys won’t too. 

Pops talked for a long time and we both listened, and I don’t remember ever interrupting him unless he asked us to do that. He talked about feeling like a fifth wheel everywhere he went. He’s gotten used to being alone for so many years after becoming a widower. He also brought up his going to San Jose del Cabo, Mexico to live with Harvey’s widow when she asked him to do that. He said that she made sure he knew that there was never gonna be any funny stuff happening between them, it was just for keeping company. 

He didn’t talk much about that though, probably kinda painful I guess since she ended up going to live with her daughter and he had to leave Mexico. He did tell us that he was afraid that he’d get in the way of us if we wanted to get “frisky” around the house. Ya, kinda does get that way. Like the fun of fucking Marc in the corner of the office or at the stove, not gonna happen, or the other way around, we are that kind of couple you know. He talked about staying with Tony and Bill up in Auburn, and how much fun it was, maybe a lot more than we might have thought too. But he was still the odd man out. He said that maybe he ought to not talk about the three of them since they may not like us knowing everything. I acted like a spoiled brat and said, “No, you have to tell us everything and not leave us hanging like that!” You better believe I said that he’s got me all interested in the juicy stuff now. 

He said, “You really want to know huh? Are you sure you can handle it!” He laughed a little and now I’m wondering if I could, what does he know that we don’t? Hell ya, I can handle it besides it’s getting me a little horny anyway. I looked at Marc and now I’m worried for him, maybe he can’t handle hearing a father figure like Pops telling us everything. Hey if he can’t we are gonna do a lot of talking back in our bedroom tonight! Besides, who’s the young one here, me! And I can handle it! I think.

If any of you guys reading this are older than me or close to Pops age, I’d like to hear from you, so I’ll know more about the stuff he told us. Well one thing wasn’t a surprise, it was about Tony and how horny he can be. Those are my words, I forgot how Pops said it but horny was what he meant. From what I got of the story was that Tony has this thing for Bill, we all kinda know that by now. But Bill is still not totally on board yet, like there are times it’s a go and there are other times when it’s not. I guess for Tony it’s always a go and I got the feeling from Pops that is a problem. Tony has wanted Pops involved with them at times. Apparently, Tony is well aware of the Pops and Harvey thing, maybe in a weak moment Pops brought it up, but my money is on Harvey getting it out there years ago.

I asked him right out, did you and Tony get it on, and don’t be embarrassed because it’s not something to be embarrassed about. You might be wondering what Marcus is saying or doing, it’s nothing! He’s watching and waiting for my ship to sink I guess and maybe he’ll bail me out? Maybe he’s finally believing that I have opinions about this shit! Anyhow, ya Pops admitted to letting Tony start something but said it had to be with Bill too or nothing. Well, that was unexpected. But I understand I think, it’s the Tony and Bill show, and Pops is just a little icing on top once in a while. I don’t know if Pops agrees with that thought of mine. I doubt I will ever bring it up to him though, hahah.

I asked Pops if he was still comfortable telling us his story, and he said, maybe not. Oh, oh, wrong time to bring this up, I guess. I reached out and touched his hand and said, “You do realize that I have a pretty good idea of what a couple of guys might do when they are horny, right? And if not, Marcus does.” See I brought him into the story, we are both now in this possible shipwreck. Actually, it must have worked because he continued the story. He said that the first time anything happened was after a strip poker game they played. It was Tony’s idea and he made sure to lose often enough to be the first one naked. Apparently, Bill was playing to win, and was still partially dressed, but not by much. It was between a sock and his underwear, and we both told him it had to be the underwear that had to go. They all laughed and when the game ended, they headed to the room Pops uses when there.

I asked him, “So what happened? He said that he found out that a blowjob feels awesome. I said, “You just finding that out?” And I laughed, he just said, “Yes.”  But then also added that giving one was almost as good, and then he laughed before saying that maybe he’s said enough for now, and maybe one day he’ll have more to say if we really are interested in knowing stuff, he had no plans of sharing before.

And before you know it, he was off onto another subject, thanking us for not changing anything about ourselves when he was around us. It was his biggest fear of interfering in our lives and how we acted around the place. I figured he was gonna bring up the naked swimming sooner or later, or the signs we’ve stuck up around the backyard. You should know that we decided before we ever asked Pops to live here with us that we would use our bedroom more for you know what. Anyhow, I’d freak out if we got caught doing it by him.

Pops brought up seeing the signs in the yard and it brought back some old memories from his time as the band manager and just being one of the guys. He said that he was sure we would change our habits when he was here with us but was surprised that we didn’t at all. Then he told us that he wondered how he could join us but was afraid to ask and screw things up for us. He said it was on his mind at times and wanted to be a part of the fun but thought at his age it would put a damper on everything. I told him that was bullshit, we figured you’d do whatever you wanted but we were not gonna change anything because that would not be honest. Pops said don’t worry, he concocted a plan one night while in bed laying awake. He told us how he planned it, and it would look like an accident if he was good at his plan.

I told him that I hoped it wasn’t an accident because I didn’t want him to be embarrassed, but when I saw what you did, I knew I was right because you made it funny as hell. Pop said that he thought he pulled it off, and now he’s embarrassed. I said that was bullshit again to him because he was laughing when he said he was embarrassed. He owned up to saying after it happened it became one of his greatest joys in recent years, to being so natural and himself in front of us, it felt sexy and lovely and made him feel all warm inside. But the best part is not feeling so old and not a part of life as he was feeling before he moved in with us. He did add that Tony and Bill have made him feel a lot like that too, and he loves them for that, but he felt the lonely coming back once again. I asked him why and he said he replaced losing his Ginny with work helped but, there’s no work any longer, and no one to snuggle up to at night. My mind never went there at all, and all of sudden it did and now I feel so bad for him. I asked him if he wanted a relationship again, and he said he was just about open to anything. Marc asked him, “Anything?” His answer was yes, anything! Maybe I could rescue an old dog or cat, and yes, maybe another Harvey, at least I’d fit into the company I’m keeping lately. That comment got him to laugh, but I bet he meant it too. 

POPS FINALLY GETS TO THE POINT

All the stuff that he covered before breakfast never got to the problem Marc was having until he was ready to say something. Pops looked at Marcus and asked him, “Do you think you’d like to keep your secret from the world until you are 83 years old, just like me? Because if you do, I have a lot of tips on how to do that for you. Maybe, it’s time to be yourself, your beautiful, lovely self, and let your gorgeous husband stand proudly next to you. Do you really give a flying fuck what people think of you that much, because if they don’t approve of you and Larry together, you don’t need them in your life! I only wish someone wise gave me that advice when I was a young man. I’m afraid that even with that advice, when I was a young man that it would have worked as well as it does today. I love you men; you deserve better than you are giving yourselves. If you must move away, then move, life its way too short, I know that very well now.” And then he said, “I’m fucking starving, why the fuck did you let me talk so long?” And then laughed on the way to the refrigerator to get some eggs and milk out for the French Toast. He also told us to come to help or it will be lunch not breakfast, and then I heard. “I don’t see you guys moving!” It’s like being in the service all over again! Hahah! We did get up as he asked and did what he wanted us to do, but before I did anything, I went over to the stove and put my arms around his ample belly for a hug from behind him. And then I whispered into his ear, “Are you sure French Toast is the best thing to make considering how my arms aren’t reaching quite all around you.” Yes, I did say that but then I said that I wouldn’t want it any other way and that I loved him so much. See I’m an old softy inside too. He did ask if we wanted something else, whoops, I didn’t mean to sound so real about that. We had French toast, don’t worry.

MARCUS AND ME IN THE OFFICE AGAIN

I think I’m tired of writing about Pops for now, I know there will be more again one day. Now I want to talk about what happened in our office when Pops was off shopping for some stuff for dinner, he wanted to make for us that night. It was really good, but then I’d be talking about Pops again, so maybe later I’ll tell you guys what he made. 

Marcus at his desk

Anyhow, Marcus is always in the office lately, he says he’s trying to come up with ideas for new paintings. Sure, why not, I have no idea how artists come up with this stuff, but I have a desk in that room too and I need to write chapters for the blog, and when Pops is gone, I get busy, so he doesn’t ask too many questions. But there’s one thing about the office that kinda bugs me, it’s like nothing serious but I’m trying to come up with shit to write about so you gotta put up with me a little longer, hahah. Anyhow, my desk faces the window and it’s been fine, I like looking out of the window at the trees and shrubs, but I want to change that now. I want my desk to face his desk so I can look at him instead, I can always turn my head to look out the window. Marc’s desk faces mine with his back to the door to the deck, and he gets to look at me all the time when we are working here. The thing is my desk is big and heavy and I don’t want to scratch up the floor moving it by myself. Okay, hang in with me it gets better.

I asked Marc if he’d help me move my desk, it will only take a minute of his precious time away from making art. He asked why and where I would put it, the room is large enough but not that large. I told him I only wanted to make it face him instead of the window. You’d think I asked him to pull a wisdom tooth of his if he has any. I brought up the only thing I knew would make him move fast, “I guess you won’t mind seeing your gorgeous hardwood floor scratched up after I move it myself!” He was outta his seat and over to me just like that! I figured the move could wait until I gave him a big kiss first, maybe that will let him know how horny I was for him. He said, “Maybe it would be nice to see me looking at him at times.” Anyway, we tried picking up my desk, well, I picked up my side, his side had the file drawers full of shit. I really forgot and didn’t do that on purpose. We had to take the drawers out first and then it went quickly. See, it didn’t take long at all. But Marc didn’t go back to his desk, he just sat on top of mine instead watching me put the drawers back inside the desk. 

Like you don't know what this is about!

I was still a little put off, not pissed just annoyed that Marc was gone before I woke up. I kinda had some fun in the shower room in mind and not just by myself too. Anyhow, I told him about a problem I had to face all alone this morning, and it had a lot to do with that gorgeous shrinking body of his and my lonely dick! I asked him if he remembered the good times we had in the glass brick shower room. Like it’s been a couple of days, and you know he’s getting old and maybe forgetful or something. I painted an image of what I had in mind for him and maybe using the shower room could be replaced with something closer. At least I caught him in a better mood, make that horny mood, okay? 

Marc said that Pops was gonna be gone for a while, and wondered if I had any ideas of what to do about my problem. Hahah, man did I ever have ideas. I told him to go in the bathroom and get himself ready for me, I had some serious fucking in mind, and I didn’t want anything to be between us. He got what I meant, but asked why it wasn’t me getting ready first, I told him I did that before I left the bedroom. If he was there, he’d know that. 

The "workout" corner! Hahah!

I told him, to meet me in the empty corner of the office, I have something he loves waiting on him. He said, “Are you starting to love the idea of being caught with your pants down?” I answered with, “The question is, are you ready to be caught yourself, I’ll be the innocent victim of your lust before he ever comes back.” I never saw Marcus move his ass so fast. Hahah.

You know I forgot how much fun we had when I first moved in here with him during COVID, it’s been a long time now and a lot of our loving happens in our bedroom and shower room. I don’t think it really was Pops moving in at all that changed things. But now all I wanted was him in that corner, and hoped we had time for both of us. That didn’t become a problem in case you wondered. Pops told us he went for lunch with an old associate of his and it kept him away from the house. Thanks Pops, but if we knew that ahead of time, maybe we wouldn’t have rushed as much as we did. Although, it kinda reminded me about those times long ago when we would get a few minutes together late at night in the backyard or pool. We gotta get back to doing that again, gotta start spreading our magic around the joint! Hahah.

I BET YOU WANNA KNOW MORE ABOUT JOE

I have a lot of stuff I haven’t posted yet, it’s written in another file chapter. I’ve been writing things about Joe in there after he leaves on his Tuesdays with us. I bet some of you that are caught up reading our blog have a good idea of what I might be writing. It’s all good, don’t worry. Anyhow, if Marcus really means he wants to take a break from writing for a while, I’m gonna need stuff to write about. Anyway, around here just pay attention and stuff happens all over the place, hahah. I know a few of you guys that write to me won’t be too upset if I’m all you see here for a while. Marc is going through something right now that he has to fix by himself, but we are trying to help him the best we know how.

Back to Joe, he and Pops get a long really good, but I think Joe would with anybody I bet. I like him so much! The weather is starting to warm up a lot more lately, it’s not like summer yet, but we are in the 60+ degrees lately and after the cold months that feels pretty damn nice. We have the solar working for the pool again and of course Joe keeps the water crystal clear and so pretty. Marcus told me it’s called Tahoe Blue color, the plaster walls are colored light gray instead of white that makes the blue darker. It’s really pretty. 

We’ve had the gas heater going a couple of times already, so we’ve all been in the pool, which means Pops too. I can’t wait for us to be using it every day because I’ve lost my tan again but not Marcus, 

I think he tans from the inside out! I never put a lot of thought into getting tan until I met him; at least I don’t burn like I used to before. For now, my tan can wait, I’m not into goosebumps! Anyway, I will write a whole bunch of stuff about Joe next time, unless something better comes up! Nah, I really want to tell you stuff about him. I hope it ends up more than just two pages though. 

Okay, now I need to go find some horny pictures to put in this chapter. I used to use Marc’s picture collection, but he removed all of them some time ago. It’s a long story. I need to go look inside some of the older chapters to find what I want to use. I’ll try to stay horny while looking for them, it helps a lot! Hahah! No, it really does. Okay, now I’m done for real.

Be happy!

Larry

itslarrybro@gmail.com

Here is a link to my next chapter:

https://brosgonerogue.blogspot.com/2023/05/larrys-29th-post-all-about-naked-joe.html#more