Cameron could feel every heartbeat. His heart was lodged in his throat and threatening to beat its way out of his body. He took a breath and punched Ethan in the arm as his boyfriend laughed at him yet again. "Stop laughing at me. This is not funny,"
"Cam, you've met my Dad before. Why are you so stressed? You know he likes you already, so just relax," Ethan tried to calm his boyfriend down before he vibrated right out of the car.
"This is the first time I'm meeting him as your boyfriend, it changes things. I'm sorry I'm being an idiot. I really don't mean to be, I'm just nervous. I'll be fine soon." he said taking a deep breath.
Ethan pulled into his father's driveway, stopped the car and put it in park. He turned in his seat as he unbuckled his own seatbelt. Reaching over he undid Cam's and pulled him into his arms for a kiss. He was trying for reassuring, but somehow managed to end up with Cameron melted in his arms. Pulling back he look seriously at his boyfriend. Cameron was flushed, his lips swollen and eyes glazed. "My father is going to love you. He's always known I had a thing for you, even when I didn't understand things myself. Now I want you to relax. Our bag's in the back, we're only staying overnight. It will be a night of geeky scifi movies, a roast and embarrassing conversation. That's all. Now get your ass out of the car," he finished, leaning over and opening the passenger door and pushing it open.
He got out of his side and quickly walked over to Cameron's side, pulling him out of the car and into his arms, kissing him again soundly. He licked into Cam's mouth and sucked on his tongue, pushing Cam into the side of the car and aligning their hips together. Holding their hips tightly together. They were both hard, hell it felt like they spent half their time hard. If they were together sex seemed to be inevitable. Ethan didn't know how he could sleep with Cameron in the same bed and keep his hands to himself but there was no way he was having sex under his Dad's roof. Especially since their bedrooms were next to each other. There was no way either he or Cameron could be quiet. The teasing the next morning would be unbelievable.
Cameron pulled his lips away and attached them to Ethan's neck, just behind his jaw, making Ethan moan at the pleasure. Ethan pushed both legs between Cameron's and pressed in further. "Well you're giving the neighbours a hell of a show. Get your horny asses in here, you bedroom is still here you know."
Cameron wrenched himself away and promptly hid his beetroot red face in Ethan's shoulder, fuck he'd just been caught by his boyfriend's dad making out with his boyfriend on his front lawn, and he was right, the neighbours were watching, he could hear them greeting each other. "Fuck," he whispered. Ethan chuckled and took it stride.
"Hi folks, not like most of you haven't seen me in some compromising position," he laughed. He pulled their bag out of the boot and pulled Cameron to the front door and the man waiting there for them. "Hi Pops," he said as he threw the bag down on the top step and threw himself into the older man's waiting arms.
"Hey kid. You look really happy," he slapped his son on the back heavily then pulled away. "So, introduce me!" He demanded.
Ethan laughed and pulled Cameron tightly into his side. "Dad, this is Cameron. Cam, this is my Dad, Simon
Cameron put his hand out shyly to shake. He gasped when it was taken and he was pulled into a rough hug by the older man.
"So glad to finally meet you properly son," he whispered into Ethan's ear before letting him go and pulling both younger men further into the house. He shut the front door behind them all and clapped his hands once, loudly then rubbed them together. "Well," he began as he hopped around their bag at their feet. "Ethan, take your things upstairs and show your young man your room. Then get your asses back down here to help me with dinner. William isn't here yet so you two are drafted. Hustle boys, those sides won't make themselves."
Ethan chuckled, grabbed their bag and Cameron's hand and headed them upstairs. At the top, Ethan turned right and pushed a door open. Cameron followed and found he was standing in a door of a room that would have been Ethan's childhood bedroom. There were photos with Ethan wearing their old school uniform tacked onto the wall. Photos of Ethan with his old friends and alone. In jeans and tshirts. Even one with their old swim team. Ethan in the middle smiling like a Cheshire Cat with Cameron standing at the end, smiling too. Cam walked over to the photo and touched it lightly. "We were so young," he said quietly. He felt Ethan's strong arms wrap around him from behind.
"We're not that old Cam. That was only a few years ago you know," he chuckled and then bit softly on Cameron's ear.
Moaning lowly, Cameron arched his neck to push his ear into the nip and tucked himself further into Ethan's arms. "Never expected to have you like this back then," he said, gasping.
"I was an idiot back then. I think Dad had more of an idea about me than I did in those days," Ethan whispered as he moved his mouth away from Cameron's eat and down his neck. Nipping and licking as he went until he started to feel Cam shiver in his arms.
Cameron groaned and slid his hands to Ethan's own when he felt them start to wander toward his waistband and button. He threaded their fingers together and stopped Ethan's downward progress. He groaned again when he felt his boyfriend's hard cock rub against him. "God Ethan, I thought you said we weren't gonna do anything here..." He gasped.
"I know. I know. But it's really hard to keep my hands off you. I might develop some self control around you in a few years time but not yet," he mumbled into the back of Cameron's neck before grudgingly taking a step back and letting some space between them.
Cameron huffed s laugh and allowed his head to thump against the wall before turning around and facing his boyfriend. He found Ethan grinning at him sheepishly and couldn't help returning the grin. He wiggled himself self consciously and willed his erection away before giving up and adjusting himself when he saw Ethan do the same.
"We'd better head back down to the kitchen before he starts yelling for us," Ethan told him after a second. He turned around and picking up the bag he'd dropped on the floor and casually toss it on the big bed in the middle of the room.
Cameron looked the bed over before walking over to it. "This doesn't look like you spent your childhood sleeping on it," he commented.
Ethan laughed at that. "Hell no. This was a stop Dad from going nuts project. I had him help me make it after he and mom separated. Took us a few weeks. It's solid wood. He made the bedsides to match when I went off to Uni. I think he finds working with wood relaxing now. Half the time now I'll find Dad and Uncle William working on something in the garage. They finished the new shelves a couple of months ago. I spent half a weekend loading all of Dad's DVDS in a few weeks ago. They really look great. So, Uncle William and Dad have been bffs for years. I reckon they'd be great together. They're like an old great married couple already, without the sex anyway. But Dad won't hear a word about taking that step. He's too worried about losing his friend. I think Uncle William would throw Dad into bed in a second given a chance, but...I can't say anything about it," Ethan finished with a shrug. "I just want them both happy, you know? Mum moved on with her life. Got remarried. Uncle William, well his ex was a complete cow. Had more than one affair over the years. Especially when he was deployed overseas. He finally had enough one day a few years ago. Caught her in the act and stalked over to a divorce lawyer friend of his and told the guy he wanted a divorce and to get it done. Next thing I knew we were helping him move into this crappy flat about 10 minutes from here. He's been there ever since. Anyway let's get downstairs again before he starts yelling for us. I think I'm presentable again. You?" He asked, eyes focussed on Cameron's crotch.
Cameron cleared his throat and nodded. His erection now safely gone, he was parent friendly again.
He followed Ethan down the stairs and into the kitchen. "Okay pops, what do you need?" Ethan asked cheerfully.
"Salad and dessert. Find something in the fridge and make it edible," he said from the stove where he was stirring something that smelled like gravy.
Ethan took Cameron's hand and lead the way to the fridge. In a minute Cameron's arms were full of foods. From green leafy lettuces to fruits. Ethan pushed him to the counter and the boards set there. He separated fruits from vegetables and said succinctly, "You're on fruit salad duty. Don't cut yourself. Knives are over there." And he pointed to the knife stand on the left. Cam leant over, picked a knife and got to work.
"I've got movies and beer and I'm ready for my weekend to start," came the booming voice from the front door area.
"We're in the kitchen, Will" Simon called back.
A second later Ethan yelped as he was lifted from behind and spun around. "How's my favourite kid doing?"
"He's trying not to cut his fingers or stab someone stupid enough to pick him up while he's cutting food up," Ethan grumbled all the while laughing happily. He kept smiling when he was back on his feet. He wrapped an arm around Cameron, pulling him close. "Uncle William, this is my boyfriend Cameron. Cam this is William, he's basically my second Dad," Ethan introduced.
