Our Sophomore Year

It was another day till Christmas, Mom, Dad, Josh and I took a day to head to a mall 3 or 4 towns away where we all split up buying each other gifts, granted the stores were pretty picked over but it was the thought that counted, we also picked up stuff for Tommy and his dad,

We got home ordered and sent a beautiful bouquet of flowers for his mom in the hospital, my mom included a nice note, especially after feeling so guilty about not really knowing what was going on with their family situation and how bad the disease had progressed. She wanted to reach out to offer any help but didn’t want to impose at the same time.

It was finally Christmas Eve and we as usual all walked down to the town square and sang Christmas carols around the big Christmas tree and manger scene, just as we did last year, and again even Jewish Josh sang along with us as well as attended church. He sat next to mom and left me on the outside and he held her hand, it meant the world to her I could tell, god, I loved that guy, we saw Tommy and his dad at the service and afterwards and some coaxing they finally accepted our dinner invitation for tomorrow.

After church we walked home in the brisk winter air, we went home sat by the smoldering wood stove, the house smelled like Christmas with pine tree smell and lights and the slightly warm smoky smell that filled the house, dad got us some beers and we toasted the Christmas spirit and good family and friends long about midnight. Josh still dwelling on why Midnight mass was at 10 and over before way before midnight, and we all just laughed. Shortly after we all headed to bed as mom went to the kitchen to do a quick inventory for tomorrow’s meal and our guests.

Christmas morning came as we all slept in a bit after the late night, I reminisced about how I’d be the first down to the tree before sunrise in past childhood years, and how growing up sure has changed me. We opened gifts, just like always one at a time, only this year there was more for Josh than last year, and he got me some cool dude duds, which he readily admitted were pretty hard to locate in that excuse for a mall we were in the other day. He said now he might not have to share when we dressed up for a night out on the town, to which my mom gave us a side eye glance. She was still unspoken about us, she knew darn well what we were doing and our love for each other but she chose to be Christian about it and make believe she didn’t know, I’m not sure if she’s yet acknowledged to her church going friends that we are a couple or not, either way I knew deep down she accepted it and more importantly she accepted Josh. I knew she wrestled with her thoughts privately, but it also bothered me to see her so conflicted.

I got Josh a surprise package that I ordered and had sent to the house, making sure that I warned Mom and Dad not to open it when it came. It was a big box of assorted mail order sex toys, I ordered a few days before our tiff, I figured it was something new that we could try to spice things up. I guess I really didn’t think this one out,….. as I panicked when mom handed the nicely wrapped box that she told Josh was from me. You see I didn’t want to bring it on the plane, not thinking we had to get it home on the plane, and worse yet, here was Josh holding it and now was going to be opening it in front of mom and dad, Jeeze what a jerk I was, How was I going to avoid this now, crap what the hell was I thinking? I wouldn’t even do this in front of Josh’s liberal parents let alone some of the stuff in the box will probably embarrass me, heck I didn’t even know what some of it was.

I quickly told him he might want to hold off on that till later, but Mom said “Oh No go ahead and open it we’ve been holding onto that for almost a month.” Josh tore off the paper to expose the plain brown box underneath, I stared at him and mouthed to him “DON’T” and he tore open one flap and carefully peeked inside as he turned beat red, looking back at me with those big blue eyes that were opened so wide they were ½ dollar size with some anger behind them, like How could you! As he put the flap back down and said “No not here” you guys really don’t want to see this, as he stood up put the box next to me and gave me a hug of approval smiling whispering “You shit head”. Mom got embarrassed and said, “I don’t know what’s in that box but, you boys need to be behaving and obviously that box shouldn’t be in this house, I won’t ask any more questions, I’m ashamed at you Dave”, as dad giggled a bit under his breath.

Mom and dad got Josh a big flat package, when he opened it he was in awe, it was a companion framed print of a Mapplethorpe photo that went to the one I had gotten him last year, it probably cost them over $300, when he turned it toward me I was shocked, they said they saw the one I got him last year and although it was very sensual and even though it against my mother’s taste, they thought it was ultimately well done artwork and they searched the internet for one that would go with that one. Josh got up and grabbed my mom hugging her with tears in his eyes saying he loved it so very much, it was perfect, and yet again my mother and father cease to amaze me. Then my dad said he saved the box and they would repack it and have it shipped back home for us, and then said “It looks like we may have to send that other box along too”. We opened everything else, typical socks and underwear and some shirts and sweaters and assorted snacks and cookies. It was a very good Christmas, with more gifts than we ever expected.

Tommy and his dad came over with a store bought chocolate cake in hand, mom accepted it under protest as she was finishing up cooking and dad came in to carve the turkey and the three of them talked. Tommy, Josh and I were having a beer as we sat and began to check out the sex toys box, being very careful to know our parent’s whereabouts at all times. Tommy began getting a bit loud as he picked things up and made obscene jesters with some items and we were all laughing pretty hard.  We were basically ogling at the items trying to read very sparse multi language instructions trying to figure out some stuff, when we saw Tommy’s dad approaching and we all looked guilty as sin stuffing the stuff back in the box before he got over to us.

We sat down to dinner and my mom said grace before hand, making a special remembrance of Tommy’s missing mom. We had a great relaxing time, Tommy’s dad was relaxed for the first time in months Tommy explained later, and was so thankful that we managed to get them to come. I told Tommy to please lean on my parents whenever, wherever and anytime, remember you were there for us when we needed you, it’s the same,  and he agreed.

We decided to all go visit Tommy’s Mom, and my mom packed up a light clustering of some leftovers, and some cookies, none of which she was able to eat, but was thankful for our hospitality, as my mom hugged her lying in her bed and Tommy’s mom squeezed my hand, I had to leave as it was probably the last time I would ever see her and I broke down and cried in the hall outside the door, more so for what will be Tommy and his dads loss.. Josh quickly joined me and like magic he absorbed my pain so I could compose myself before Tommy and his dad came back, they decided to stay and spend the rest of the day there with her as we left to go back home again, putting a damper on our holiday.

Back home Josh and I gathered wood to replenish the wood stove, and we all sat watching some corny home alone Christmas movies to lighten the mood, we noshed on leftovers late into the night and Mom and dad headed up to bed. Josh and I went back to the box and began a deep investigation of the stuff inside, we first took the dildos both single sided, double sided, some with balls, and ultimately decided neither of us was that endowed, these fucking things were huge, we laughed as we imagined trying to get them inside of ourselves, and maybe needing to call 911 to get them out. There were lubes all flavors, anal beads, fuzzy hand cuffs, as well as whips and cat of 9 tails, chains, nipple clamps, ball slings cock rings, ahhh we just looked at each other and stuffed the stuff back in the box and took it up to the bedroom with us.

Now I’m a bit smaller than Josh but I took out the giant dildo complete with molded balls and I undressed Josh and very quietly tried to get him hard as we did some side by side comparisons of our dicks and this giant dildo, all in all I didn’t think it was much bigger than Josh but he thought it was huge, I quickly went back to the box and grabbed a condiment sized packet of strawberry lube (you know it looked like a McDonalds Ketchup packet)  as I tore it open with my teeth and lubed it up real good and finished the packet on Josh’s ass. He willingly lifted his legs up and twisted sideways as he tried to see what I was doing as I rotated it head around his hole applying gentle pressure trying to open him up, now usually Josh is pretty easy to get into as he helps, but tonight I sensed some tension he wasn’t opening up as easily as he normally does, as he kept saying “go slow or I’m going to make too much noise”, I just told him ”Now you’ll know how I feel, what it’s like to be fucked by something as big as you and all the pain you put me through”, he said “yeah but you love every minute of it”, and I replied “This is true”. I got the head in and his eyes shut tight and his teeth grinded together as he grabbed the pillow yelling into it, and his face turned red with either pain or pleasure as I twisted the veiny latex rubber shaft inside of him deeper, I paused and he looked back up at me saying “Damn that’s big” but after a few minutes he was getting into it and his flaccid dick was soon hardening as I began stroking it with one hand while the other pumped that rubber wonder in and out of him. My knuckles fit into the hollowed out ball sack when I realized there was a hole in the shaft that I could put my thumb in as well. Shit it wasn’t long till I grabbed a peach lube packet and tore it open lubing my own dick up and the back of the giant dildo and I began fucking the back of the dildo that was inside of Josh. The dildo fit me so freaking tight it came out when I pulled out, it was like it became part of me and the vacuum suction held it on me, I began fucking him with my dildo covered dick that was now even thicker. Shit we didn’t know his ass could stretch that far. There was just enough movement inside the dildo that it wasn’t long till I was Cumming inside that dildo and then Josh biting the pillow squealed and groaned he was coming as I reached down taking over jerking his dick squirting all over the place. I took everything out realizing the slight mess we made on the sheets and blankets and I wrapped the packets in tissues to hide them in the waste paper basket and ran to the bathroom to clean up the dildo and Josh and I took a washcloth and tried my best to wipe up the cum soak spots on the sheets. The two of us finally fell asleep in the wet spots hugging as normal.

In the morning we did mom a favor and stripped the bed and began the wash, Josh was kind of limping as we went to breakfast, my dad noticed and said “The old injuries acting up again this morning”? Josh smiled and said “Yeah I guess so”, as he looked at me and gently sat down in the chair a bit uncomfortably. Later that day we packed up the box and taped it well and we took it to the shipping store with the Mapplethorpe Print, to have the stuff shipped home. The following Friday Tommy brought us back to the airport where we headed back home, we gave each other a strong and supportive hug, and Josh insisted he just call us anytime he needs to talk, as Tommy cried and acknowledged he would.