We woke up and ate breakfast. After we finished we packed the car and began our drive. The drive to his parents' was long and almost boring, Drew and me making small talk most of the time. After a little while, I thought about what happened yesterday.
'So...babe?' I looked over at him. He was staring at the road.
'Can you tell me about you and Cam?' I pulled down the visor and looked in the mirror.
'What do you want to know?' He looked over at me for a second.
'I don't know. From the pictures it seemed like you and he were so happy; what happened?' I put up the visor and continued staring at the road.
'It's complicated. I mean, we were happy for a long time, but after a while it started to seem like being with him was a chore,' he put cruise on, 'I'm not really sure how to explain it any further.'
'So you ended it?' I asked, still eyeing the road.
'Sort of; it was mutual.'
I nodded my head.
'So what about you?' Drew held his hand out.
'What do you mean, what about me?' I held his right hand with my left.
'Your last relationship! Duh.' He kept squeezing my hand.
'Haha alright, fine. Amy Livingstone; you probably know who she is. All of my relationships were with girls, babe.' He pulled off on an exit ramp; we were finally here!
'Oh yeah, I forgot,' he smiled, 'I turned you into a fag.' He laughed for a couple of seconds while we drove around the small town.
We found our way to the country and down a long dirt road. His parents' house was on a farm, but it was huge. Two garages, three stories, brick, with a garden in the back. Drew pulled into the driveway and stopped the car.
'Don't believe anything.' He looked over at me.
'Oh, stop! It'll be okay.' I leaned over and kissed him on his cheek.
'We won't get any privacy and mom will want to talk to you by herself. Don't think of it as interrogation, think of it as 'bonding.'' He opened the car door and went to the back. I followed.
'What do you mean, interrogation?' I reached for my bag, but Drew took everything.
'Andrew Harvey Stevens, what have you been telling the poor guy?' A short lady walked into sight and slapped Drew on the shoulder. She was roughly 5'4 with short blonde hair and the same blue eyes as Drew. She looked like one of those moms that never stopped smiling, but was always stern.
'Oh nothing mom.' Drew leaned over and his mom threw her arms around his neck. Drew was so much taller than she was.
'Don't listen to a word he says, dear, I'm Lucy, but from how Andrew talks about you; call me mom!' She stepped over to me and gave me a tight hug. For someone so small, she was really strong.
'Everyone is really excited to meet you, Drew honey; did you tell him who's all going to be here?' She turned and looked at Drew.
'Well, my sister and her son and his wife are coming; Drew's cousins, Gary's mom and dad are visiting also. Oh and Paul, you've met Paul, right? Isn't Stacey such a sweetheart? I'll show you some pictures from their wedding when we get inside, oh this is so exciting!' Lucy walked me up the porch and into the house, Drew lagging behind us.
'Gary? Gary, come out here! We have someone for you to meet!' Lucy kept a firm grip of my arm and walked me out to the sun room.
'Well, if it isn't Chris! I've heard so much about you! How're ya?' Gary stuck out his hand. He looked like an older version of Drew, as tall as him anyway. He had hazel eyes and gray hair with a well kept beard.
I shook his hand, 'I'm doing good, how about you?'
'I'm fine, thanks! So, how old are you? You don't look that old if you ask me!' Gary eyed me.
'Pops stop. You know how old he is!' Drew called from the sitting room.
'Yeah, but that still don't mean I gotta believe ya!' Gary let go of my hand and sat down on the recliner that was next to the door to the side yard.
'Quit, dear! You're going to scare him off before everyone gets a chance to meet him!' Lucy looked at me, 'but honestly, Chris, you're really young...'
'Mom!' Drew came around the corner and stepped in between Lucy and me.
'I was just saying! I mean, Cam was just a little bit younger than you and--'
'And he's not Cam!' Drew's face was starting to turn red.
'Don't use that tone of voice with your mother, Andrew.' Gary stood up and walked towards Drew.
'It's fine, Gary. Let's leave them to each other.' Lucy turned around and walked into the kitchen. Drew took my hand and led me out to the garden. We walked to the very edge of it, and then sat on a blue swing. I stared at the house for a couple of minutes until he spoke.
'Sorry about that.' He looked at the ground.
'About what?' I didn't want to make the situation more awkward than it already was.
'About them. They liked Cam, that's all. They don't have anything against you; they're just used to seeing me with him. I'm sorry.' I saw him look at me out of the corner of my eye.
'It's okay, I understand.' I laid my head on his shoulder. Things weren't going to be okay by the end of this vacation, I already knew it.
We sat on that swing for a little while, just watching and listening. After sometime Drew decided to go inside.
'Wanna see my old room?' He smiled and pointed towards the staircase, 'it's up there and to the left, last room before the other staircase.'
'You want me to go up there by myself?' I stepped up one step and looked up towards the top of the stairs.
'Why not? I'll be up in a little bit,' he smacked my butt, 'I gotta go apologize.'
'Okay.' I said, walking up to the second floor landing.
I took a left and walked down the hallway to the last door before. I opened the door. I looked around, Drew's room had his presence about him. It made me feel more comfortable. I walked over to the bed and laid on my stomach, placing my head on Drew's pillow. Before I knew it, I was asleep.
'Chris! Babe, it's time for dinner!' Drew was shaking me.
'What? Dinner? How long did I sleep for?' I rolled over and sat up.
'Uhm, maybe like an hour and a half, I'm not really sure.' He laid next to me.
'Damn it, I didn't even mean to fall asleep!' I got up and walked to the door, 'aren't you coming?' I turned and looked at Drew.
'Yeah,' he got up and walked towards me, 'everyone's been asking about you.' He stood behind me and put his hands around my waist.
'Oh? And what is it they've been asking?' I leaned my head back as he kissed my neck.
'If you're really as amazing as I say you are.' He started to suck on the right side of my neck.
'Drew, stop! Don't give me a hickey!' I wrangled myself free from his grasp.
'Aw, I think they're cute!' He grabbed my arm and pulled me in, 'but I'll listen just this once.' He kissed me.
'Alright, alright, get a room!' I broke the kiss and looked over Drew's shoulder. The lady standing in the doorway looked almost identical to Drew's mom, except she had darker hair.
'Man, Aunt Louis, you ruined the moment!' Drew turned around and looked at the lady.
'Yeah, just in time too. Aren't you going to introduce us?' She asked Drew, looking at me.
'I'm Chris; it's nice to meet you.' I smiled and stepped next to Drew.
'I'm Louis; it's nice to finally meet you too! Have a nice nap?' She walked over and hugged me.
'Haha, yeah.' I started to blush.
'Well, dinner's ready, y'all hurry up and get down there!' She turned and walked out of the room.
'Yeah, we've been waiting for you to wake up; mom wouldn't let us eat until you were down there.' Drew said and then took my hand.
'God, that makes me sound just great!' I said sarcastically, we walked downstairs and into the kitchen.
Everyone was talking, it reminded me of one of those family gatherings where each group was having an individual discussion while trying to be louder than the other people that were talking. Drew and I sat down at the end of the table next to each other. Lucy noticed that I was there and stood up.
'Everyone, this is Chris.' She pointed across the table to me. They all stopped talking at once and looked.
'Uh-H-Hey.' I was nervous. Drew held my hand under the table.
Everyone seemed to stare at me for forever, but it was only a couple of seconds. Drew's aunt stood up.
'Go on, introduce yourselves!' She looked at a medium sized boy with light hair and brown eyes. He had a tan complexion and reminded me of a model.
'I'm Mac, this is Sylvia,' he rested his hand on a gorgeous woman that was sitting next to him. She had full lips, a tan complexion like his, and a pretty face with green eyes. Her hair was the same color as his, but they didn't look alike.
'Hi, it's nice to meet you!' She smiled brightly and looked up at me.
'Yeah, you too!' I smiled back and sat down. We ate dinner, making small talk.
Drew's family asked me about my family, what I wanted to do, how Drew and I met; all of the normal stuff people ask when you first get into a relationship. Drew didn't really talk most of the time; he just looked at his plate. After a lot of eating and talking, Drew and I got up and went to his room. I sat on the edge of his bed.
'You're family's great, babe!' I said. I patted the spot next to me.
Drew walked over and sat down, 'yeah, sure.' His voice was insipid, he didn't look happy.
'Is something wrong?' I laid my head on his lap.
'No. It's nothing.' He brushed my hair out of my face. I sat up and straddled his lap.
'Okay,' I said, 'I love you.'
'I love you too.' He kissed me and pulled me down. The world seemed to slow, and the clothes that we were wearing came off. Drew fingered my hole, making me moan quietly.
'Oh, God Drew! Yeah, that feels good.' He shoved two fingers in and then lifted me up. I felt his rod poke at the entrance of my ass and then prod in. He thrusted up, sinking his cock into me.
'Mhhmmm, yeah!' He closed his eyes and laid back.
I started to ride his meat, alternating between fast and slow movements. After a couple of minutes he lifted me up and started destroying my hole. I felt one last thrust and jets of hot cum explode into my bowls. I collapsed on top of him and we just laid there breathing.
'I can't do this anymore.' Drew hugged me, his chest starting to sob.
'What?' I asked, I didn't know what he was talking about.
'I just can't be with you anymore, Chris, I can't do it!'
More To Come.