"This is it," Gideon Gemstone told himself as he stood at the entrance of Woodpecker's Carpentry, watching the workers inside, and trying not to be noticed. "Enough stalling. You make your move now, or forget about it."
Suddenly a burly middle-aged man in a blue worker's suit appeared. "Hello. I'm Bishop, the owner. Can I help you with something?"
"I was just admiring the wood carvings. I like that Grinch in a Santa Claus suit, and the bobble-head Trump...." Thinking fast, he added. "But I was really looking for a birthday present for my Granddad. Eli Gemstone -- you probably heard of him."
"The pastor at the Salvation Center? Sure, half my crew goes there, or watches the Praise Be to He hour on Sunday mornings. He's retired, isn't he? Who's the preacher now?"
"Jesse Gemstone. I'm his son, Gideon."
He chuckled. "How about that! We're having a run on Gemstones today. Your Uncle Kelvin was in earlier, probably shopping for the same thing. He was talkin' up a storm with our new guy, Keefe."
Uncle Kelvin! Gulp -- maybe it was too late.
For two years, Uncle Kelvin had been bringing Keefe to family dinners, barbecues, Christmas parties, everything: the hottest guy Gideon had ever seen. with shoulder-length blond hair, a short beard, an incredibly muscular chest inscribed faintly with a 666. That remnant of his former Satanism made him even hotter.
Were Kelvin and Keefe boyfriends? The evangelical "don't ask, don't tell" policy meant that they would pretend to be just good buddies, regardless. Even their social media pages were ambiguous. But what if they were? Being screwed by a guy who had screwed his uncle! Forbidden romance, with a hint of incest -- could he get much hotter? Gideon began fantasizing about Keefe -- a lot.
Then Keefe announced on his Instagram that he was moving out of the Gemstone compound. Two days later, that he was no longer working as assistant youth pastor: he had returned to his old job as a carpenter. Obviously they had broken up -- if they were ever boyfriends in the first place. A perfect time for Gideon to move in!
Suddenly Gideon realized that Bishop was staring at him, expecting him to say something. "Sure, I know Keefe. He used to be the assistant youth pastor at the Salvation Center. I'll bet Uncle Kelvin wanted to commission a gift for Granddad. Hey, maybe we could go in on a gift together. Could I talk to him?"
"I'll go get him." Burly retreated to the work floor. A moment later, Keefe appeared -- incredibly hot in a work shirt that left his arms and shoulders bare. He smiled...a good sign, right? "Hi, Gideon. How's the family doing?"
No, don't bring up the family! Especially don't bring up Kelvin! You want to get him alone. "Fine, I think. I haven't talked to anyone but my Mom and Dad for awhile."
They stared at each other. Was Keefe attracted to him? Gideon couldn't tell. "So...the boss says you want a commission?"
"Maybe. I was thinking of something for...no...I mean, I'd like you to do a commission, sure, but I really came here to ask..."
"Ask what?"
Why was this so hard? He had asked guys for dates before. And girls. "Um...water-skiing....have you ever been?"
"No. Kelvin wasn't really into the beach much."
Wasn't? So they were boyfriends? "Well, I am. Would you like to give it a try? On Saturday."
"We always held Gemstone Teen Time on Saturday afternoon," Keefe said with a frown.
Ulp. "Isn't it great that you're free now, and have time to have fun on the weekends?"
He thought for a moment. "Sure, I guess. I mean, why not? Let me give you my new number."
More after the break
Water-skiing was fun, and it was especially fun to see Keefe in that bulging yellow Speedo, but it didn't give them much time for physical contact, or even for chatting.
Gideon couldn't tell if this was a date or a friend hang. Darn it, he had come this far. He was going to make it a date.
Afterwards Gideon suggested that they go out to dinner. Keefe's apartment was closer, so they stopped there to shower and change into their street clothes. He insisted that Keefe shower first.
A few moments after he heard the water start, Gideon slipped out of his swimsuit, crept quietly into the bathroom, and, after a moment of hesitation, slipped past the shower curtain. He was already hard, his cock sticking straight up. He had planned to say something sexy, like "Got room for one more?," but geez, the guy was huge! It hung down like five inches. All he could say was "I...um...you..."
Staring wordlessly, Keefe moved forward, hot water splashing everywhere, and started soaping Gideon's chest. Gideon took the bar of soap from him and rubbed against his hardening cock. After months of fantasies, he couldn't stop himself anymore. He knelt on the bathtub floor and took Keefe's cock down his throat. It was bigger, and harder, than anything he had imagined.
Keefe groaned loudly and began to thrust. Gideon gagged as it hit the back of his throat. He looked up, but with the water streaming over him, it was hard to see. Or breathe.
He moved his head away. "Let's go into the...." he began, but Keefe was already pulling the curtain aside and rushing from the room. Did I do something wrong? Gideon asked himself. Does he want me to follow?
He turned off the water, grabbed two towels, and walked out into the bedroom. Keefe was standing there, still dripping wet, staring at him.
"I didn't mean to freak you out," Gideon said, handing him a towel and then drying himself off trying to avoid looking at Keefe's crotch. "If you're not into it, I can go."
Keefe towelled off without speaking or looking at Gideon. Uh-oh, I broke him, he thought. Then Keefe dropped the towel and reached out to fouch Gideon's chest. "You don't have to go. I mean, you're crazy hot. It's just that you're Kelvin's nephew. It's weird."
"But I'm not your nephew. We're both adults...and we're both free, no boyfriends or girlfriends, right? We could give it a try, see what happens." He took Keefe's hand and moved it down to their cocks and rubbed them together. "Ok?"
Keefe drew him into a long, hard kiss. Gideon felt Keefe grinding against him, and gently steered them toward the bed.
"Could you tie me up, Sir?" he whispered. "I like to be forced."
Keefe grinned. "I'm gonna do whatever I want to you, Boy." He slapped Gideon's butt, then pushed him down onto the bed and lay beside him. Gideon started on his cock again -- easier when a stream of water wasn't splashing in his face. He could even squeeze Keefe's balls while he worked on the shaft. But where was the bondage? For that matter, where was the anal? Going down on Keefe was fine, but sort of ordinary -- you could get that a dozen times a day on Grindr. He wanted the Full Monty.
"I'm on PReP, but i was with a guy last week," Gideon hinted.
Keefe reached over to the nightstand and brought out a condom and a jar of lube. Finally! Gideon lay on his stomach in anticipation, but Keefe rolled him back. "Ride it, Boy."
Even with the lube, easing that gigantic cock into his butt hurt. But riding it, moving up and down, controlling the action, was hot. Keefe kept his hands on his butt, helping to guide him. Gideon started beating off. It didn't take long for him to spurt out onto Keefe's chest. A few more strokes and Keefe spurted into him. Gideon collapsed onto his chest and felt Keefe's softening cock slide out of him. He took the condom off.
"May I clean you up, Sir?"
Keefe nodded.
GIdeon wiped off his chest and crotch with a wet washcloth, then dried him with a fresh towel and slid back onto the bed again. He expected kissing, holding each other, the kinds of things other guys did on a date, or even in a hookup, but Keefe just lay there.
"That was great," he offered, wrapping Keefe's arm around his shoulders.
"Yeah, a nice surprise. Thanks, Gideon -- that was a lot of fun."
Nice? Fun? Not what you want to hear after trying your best to give the guy a mind-blowing experience.
"Was this your first time since you and Kelvin broke up?" he asked, breaking the 'don't ask, don't tell" policy.
"My first anal in a couple years. Kelvin didn't do anything but oral, and he didn't do that very often."
"Doesn't sound like a very good boyfriend. If I had a guy as hot as you, I'd make sure he was satisfied every day, maybe two or three times a day. Heck, you'd have to pay me to stop sucking his dick."
"It wasn't about the sex. It was about love."
Gideon reached down and fondled his cock, just in case. Nope, soft. Obviously Keefe wasn't interested in becoming boyfriends -- yet. But Gideon had one more idea. "Sounds like you still have to move on. There's an underwear party at Dudley's tonight."
Keefe leaned up on one arm and stared at him in alarm. "Why, has Kelvin moved on? Is he dating someone? Gideon, do you know something?"
Uh-oh, Gideon had just ruined his chances. Or did he ever have a chance? Maybe he could go back into the friend zone. "No, nothing like that,,,,um...you know, now that I think about it, Kelvin has been miserable. He really misses you. I'll bet if you talked it out, you could make things right. What did he say when he broke up with you? What reason did he give?"
"No, Gideon, I left him."
"What? Dude, just tell him you made a mistake. Ask him to take you back. Maybe you could give him something that symbolizes your love. Tell him that he's the One, the love of your life."
"A present -- great idea!" Keefe kissed him on the forehead. "Thanks, Gideon. You've been a big help."
Not what you want to hear from the guy who just screwed you! But here he was, lying in bed with Keefe, fondling his cock, giving him advice on how to get together with his ex -- who happened to be his uncle. Gideon sighed. His life was a soap opera! "Want to grab a burger?"
"Sure, Buddy." He climbed out of bed and started getting dressed. "So..do you think Kelvin would like a rocking chair?"
You may have noticed that this story has the same plot as "Gideon in the Friend Zone," except there the guys stay together.
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