Pinochle
Chapter 7 - The First Time Around
By E Walk
Born September 4, 1938, Died July 10, 2011
[his email address is monitored by his friends]
Copyrighted by the author
Edited by Will B/Radio Rancher
After Brian left, Knock grabbed me, "I saw what Gary was doing to you. I was about ready to punch both of you where it would hurt most. I was pleased to see you pull his hand away."
Thank goodness it was dark. I pushed Knock down on a lounge chair, which was built for two people and was in the reclining position. I crawled on top of him and started to kiss him on the lips. I tried to push my tongue into his mouth. He resisted at first; but finally allowed me to enter and a royal tongue battle began. I could feel his instrument of death growing larger, as was mine.
I pulled away and rolled so I was lying beside Knock, "Grant, will you ever be able to love me?"
"I already do, you silly man. I just didn't realize how much until I saw you talking to Gary. Ben, can we try to make love sometime soon but not now? Let's get this area cleaned up." Knock got up and started to collect what little trash remained.
We had just finished covering the pool when Dad came out. "Guys, Gregg left earlier. He asked us to tell you that Grant should spend the night and that he would meet you at the store in the morning. Is there anything I can help you with?"
I hugged Dad, "No Dad, we were just finishing getting everything back in shape when you came out."
Mother met us as the three of us walked into the house, "I was beginning to think that someone had drowned."
Knock started to laugh, "Brian told me that since I came from a piece of wood there was no way that I could drown and your son swims like a dolphin, so I guess that's not going to happen. I want to thank both of you and Brian for helping me to meet some other people and helping me to realize that I already have everything I need."
I thought I was about to soil my clothes until Knock looked at me and winked.
Grant wasn't finished, "I know that my Dad is not nearly as well off as your family, but I am not after Ben for his money. I'm only after what I gave him."
I thought Dad and Mother were going to split a gut. Knock was looking a little confused. Dad was finally able to speak, "Grant, your father is not exactly a pauper. I suggest that you talk to him about finances in the near future. Now we're going to bed, don't stay up too late and only one beer each, please."
I had no idea what to think about this exchange. Dad had never before suggested that I could even have a beer.
My parents departed and I went to get two beers. I handed one to Knock and put mine on a coaster on the end table. I sat down beside Knock on the sofa and positioned myself so I could put my head on his thigh and started to rub my hand over his pubic area.
Grant pushed my hand away, "Ben, please don't do that here. Can we at least go to your bedroom?"
We picked up our beers and secured the house before going to my bedroom. We shed our shorts and supporters and I looked at Knock, "You go take your shower first and don't waste any of your internal fluids."
Grant started to laugh, "So you don't want me to jack off?"
I shook my head, "You're beginning to sound like Brian. Yes, I don't want you to beat your meat."
Grant left and I parked myself on the bed and took a swig of beer. I thought to myself, ‘I'm not sure that I like the taste of this stuff. Maybe I'll get a taste of something I like better.’
When Knock came out of the bathroom, I wanted to throw him on the bed, but I restrained myself. Instead, I disappeared into the bathroom.
When I returned, Knock was sitting at the computer looking at a gay site that I had bookmarked. He looked at me, "I was just trying to figure out how we can make love and not hurt each other."
"Knock, I don't think that can happen. Neither of us has a normal sized penis. I'll tell you what; I will be the guinea pig if you promise that you will be gentle and go slowly."
Knock put his arms around me, "Would you really do that for me?"
"Grant, I'll try anything once. I may not be able to walk, or sit, tomorrow, but I'll try. How do you want me?"
"Ben, would you please lay on you back so I can see your face and kiss you?"
We lubricated his penis and my anal opening with the lube that we found in my night stand. We bypassed the condoms. Knock looked at me and I nodded yes. He started to push against my opening. He was gentle. He watched as he tried to enter the opening. I guess I must have grimaced because he started to pull away. I grabbed his buttocks and pulled him into me until he had totally filled me. I held him against me even though I felt like my interior was on fire.
I held Knock against me until I could breathe normally. "Knock, this is really painful. You’re so big. Please just move slowly, especially at first."
Grant looked at me, "Ben, are you sure?"
"Yes, now make me yours." I couldn't believe the feelings that I was starting to feel. I looked into Knock's eyes and pulled his face to mine. I kissed him. "Knock, I'm totally yours, now."
Grant started to move in and out and it wasn't long before he began to unload his life creating substance into me. I lost control and spattered our bodies with a nice creamy substance."
Grant started to pull out, "Knock, please extract your penis slowly. It hurts almost as much as when you penetrated me. "I'm probably going to be dribbling your deposit all over the bed and the floor. Grant, please kiss me as you disengage."
When we were separated, Grant was laying on the bed rubbing me. I started to crawl off the bed to go to the bathroom and I soon realized that I was very sore. I gingerly walked to the bathroom and released Knock's fluid from my interior. Oh good grief, that hurt.
I went back to the bedroom and Knock was waiting for me. "Ben, are you okay. You're walking funny."
"Knock, after tomorrow night, you are so going to know how I feel. At least now I have the feeling that we have a chance to be special friends. Now kiss me and don't try to do anything else tonight."
When I woke up the next morning, I could hardly move. I was beginning to wonder if I would ever be able to walk the same again.
I very carefully crawled out of the bed and walked to the bathroom then practically crawled into the shower. The warm water fell really good, even though the interior of my back side was complaining. When I returned to the bedroom, Knock looked at me, "Ben, please get on the bed on your hands and knees and let me check your back side."
I did as requested and Grant spread my buttocks. He took a deep breath, "Ben I think you need to call Doctor Wilson to see if there isn't something that he can do for you. You are extremely red and swollen."
I was totally surprised when I felt Grant kiss me where I was hurting. "Ben, I'm so sorry that I hurt you so badly."
I turned over and pulled Grant against me, "Knock, I asked you to do what you did. I knew it was going to hurt, but I had no idea how much. Please just hold me and kiss me for a few minutes until we have to go face the day."
When we went to the kitchen, Dad, Mother and Brian were already there. Brian looked at me, "So Ben, why are you walking funny? Did you and Knock enjoy your night?"
Dad interrupted, "Brian, back off. It's none of your business what happens in someone else's bedroom."
I held up my hand, "Dad, Brian is the person who recognized that we needed the party last night to make us realize that Grant and I need each other. I'll be fine. I'm going to call Doctor Tommy to see if can prescribe something to ease the discomfort, after breakfast."
"Dad and Mother, I had a weird dream last night. Grant and I were standing on the corner of the streets in the snow in Ithaca asking for money to eat. How can we afford to go to an Ivy League school? Maybe we should stay home and go to the Junior College and work for several years before we go to college."
My Mother spoke up, "Ben, that's almost the silliest thing you have ever said. If you recall, you received an academic scholarship from Cornell. Besides, your Father and I established and an education trust fund for each of you children when you were born. We made an initial outlay of $100,000.00 for each of you in case something might happen to us. Ben, in the eighteen years since you were born, your account has done so well that you could go to school the rest of your life if you didn't decide to live the life style of the rich and famous."
Brian started to laugh, "So, does that mean none of us ever need to work? But is that enough for Ben to take care of Grant?"
I looked at Dad expecting he might do something. Instead, he calmly said, "Brian, Grant will probably be taking care of Ben. I am not going to say anything else, because it’s not my prerogative. Besides, it is none of our business. Now, help you mother with the cleanup while the rest of us waddle to work."
I was stunned, "Dad, that was cruel."
Dad was laughing, "I may have been cruel, but that's how it appeared to me."
I drove Grant and me to work. I guess Mr. Garrison recognized immediately what had happened. He started to laugh, "Ben, the first time I was penetrated, I felt like I was being split apart. In fact I designed Pinochle to look like my lover who had moved on to a better place." Both Grant and I must have had funny looks. I recovered enough to ask, "Mr. Garrison, are you telling us that you’re gay?"
He didn't hesitate, "Guys, I realized that I was gay when I was fourteen, oh so many years ago. When I went to college, I met the most wonderful person. He was from Fremont; so after college, we came back here and set up a small tax business. That's how we met Ben's mother and father."
We were interrupted by several customers; but as soon as they left, Mr. Garrison continued, "Jerry and I had been in business for about 20 years when we asked Ben's parents to look at our operation and make suggestions on how we could make it more profitable. In a single day, they pointed out a number of things that would enable us to make significantly more money."
"Jerry and I decided to sell the business and travel. We made a nice profit on the business when we sold it, but we never had a chance to enjoy the money. Jerry died in a car accident and I was injured and that is why I limp. Anyway, Ben's father helped me get my life in order and put me in touch with Mr. Carmichael at the bank and he helped me invest the money and it has done very well."
"I opened this toy shop because I wanted to be around people, especially young people. I wanted to see them laughing. At first I wasn't very busy, so that is when I decided to carve some puppets. You already know that I made Pinochle in the likeness of my Jerry. I used to hold Pinochle at night and sing to him. He reminded me so much of Jerry who was well endowed. I just got carried away and embellished Pinochle's penis a little too much."
Knock looked at his Father, "Dad, have you ever tried to find someone else?"
"No, I have not had sex with anyone since Jerry died."
I shook my head, "Mr. Garrison, are you saying that Jerry would not appreciate you being happy with someone else if the opportunity came along?"
Mr. Garrison looked at me, "Ben, you don't understand; it's not what Jerry might have wanted, but I'm afraid that I am a little old fashioned."
"Dad G., I hope you don't mind me calling you that, now that I am probably pregnant with your grandchild, you need to enjoy the last fifty years of your life."
Grant got a serious look on his face, "Dad, are you sure that you can afford for me to attend Cornell? It sounds like it is going to be very costly, especially if they don't offer me a scholarship."
"Grant, I am not as wealthy as Ben's parents are, but I am by no means a pauper. As I told you earlier, Ben's father was most helpful in directing me to Mr. Carmichael. Randy was extremely helpful until he moved to San Francisco to be with his friend Billy Bob. When Chip took over, it got even better. I still can't believe that anyone so young and as good looking as Chip could have so much business acumen."
I started to laugh, "Dad G., Uncle Chip had three very good instructors. First he had Uncle Jeff, who has gone to meet his creator. Then he had my Dad and Uncle Spencer. Uncle Chip is one of the warmest and most loving people in the world, but don't cross him."
So is Ben going to get revenge for being ravaged and what's going to happen when the guys and their Dads visit Cornell?
Editor's Comment: When two special friends show their love for the first time, it is a very special occasion, and my good friend and fellow author, E Walk, has depicted this wonderful event in a wonderful way. What will happen next? - Will B.
Other Editor's Comment: Will B has put it very well. When two people first fall in love and seal that love with a joining, it is indeed very special. I am very glad to find out that Ben and Grant have finally realized that they truly love one another.
I was shocked to learn in this chapter, that Jeff had passed on. Jeff, Doctor Wilson, along with many other people described herein, first came to our attention in a story By E walk, called 'The Doctor Gets A visitor'.
Darryl AKA The Radio Rancher
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