Cool Great-grandmas, not so cool family and guys making out ahead. Think it through and then decide if you want to read on! I'm certainly won't take the blame if you can't get the pictures out of your head or feel offended :-)
There were like hundred people in the house.
Everything was loud and there were heaps of food and that was totally cool, at least in Ian's eyes.
What astonished him the most was, that Aunt Sarah and Uncle Vincent were there. So, not only his new stepmother had invited, his dad had his sister and her husband over, too. They were is closest friends. Ian hadn't seen them in years because he hadn't had made the regular trips with his dad to England and that Aunt Sarah and Uncle Vincent had been in Australia... that had been more than a decade ago.
"So, this is my lovely new stepson Ian," Danielle told a woman that looked exactly like her. "Ian, this is my sister Lydia."
Lydia's hug felt somehow inappropriate and she was flirting with him. Definitely. Ian very much would have liked to hide behind Cedric. But that man was trailing behind him, looking like this was his atonement for all his sins.
Ian was passed around like a shiny new toy and the way Danielle spoke about him made him feel thoroughly objectified.
That woman earned every last of the sponges she was getting was a Christmas present.
"And are you bringing a lovely young lady into the family too?" Grandma Cunnings, her being actually Cedric's great-grandmother, asked him with a smile that showed of all the glory of her dentals.
"No, I had a few girlfriends, but at the moment I'm very happy with another man," Ian answered with a bright smile.
Danielle beside him seemingly got a load of her own spit down the wrong pipe and sputtered and coughed, getting all read in the face.
"Well, I had a girlfriend in the sixties" Grandma Cunnings sighed. "But she fell in love with a strapping navy officer. I was quite heartbroken over the matter until I met my Tony."
"Granny!" Danielle, Cedric's mother, gasped, looking utterly horrified.
Ian decided that Grandma Cunnings was the coolest guest in the house. And that she would have to stand in as his great-grandmother too.
"Did you know that my Cedric is gay?" Grandma Cunnings inquired further. "He never talks about it because I'm a bit brash for him. I think he needs a fried he can talk to since his Aunty Miriam died. They were thick as thieves."
"We talked a lot the last weeks. He is living with me since the fire," Ian told her amicably.
"Well, maybe you can invite him to a threesome when your partner fancies such things," Grandma Cunnings said, patting Ian's hand. "I think he could use a bit of cheering up."
Cedric behind him seemed to have inherited his mothers tendency to suffocate on his own saliva.
Ian burst out laughing.
"I will definitely ask them if they would fancy that," Ian snickered. That would be such an easy task, with his partner and Cedric being the same person and all. But the thought of a threesome with Cedric made something inside Ian's pants twitch with excitement.
The only question was if Cedric would be into something like that.
Then Danielle decided that it was time to divide him from that awesome old lady.
"Why didn't you tell me you were living with Ian?" Danielle asked her son, wriggling him out from behind her so she could steer them both around by their upper arms.
Before Cedric had breathed in enough air to start with an answer, Danielle was shoving Ian in front of the pastor.
Maybe she thinks a confession in order after what she heard, Ian thought and had a hard time toning down his grin.
Beside all Ian's efforts, he lost Cedric in the sea of people in the moderately sized house. The garden was huge because it was a corner row-house and an empty space beside the garden had been bought and added to the house in the nineteen-forties, as Danielle had informed him when he first met her and that the conservatory (A/N: or is it winter garden? It's a room mainly build from glass and often the place where families take their breakfast because it often has the most light) had been added to the house, but that was it.
When he found him again, Cedric came out of the kitchen with momentum and crashed into Ian's chest.
"I'm going to show you my old room," Cedric said without an apology and that concerned Ian very much.
He wasn't interested in an apology at all, it was just so unlike Cedric that all the red warning lights began flashing in Ian's mind.
When the door slammed behind them, Cedric found himself in a crammed little room that looked as if eighteen year old Cedric was still living there.
If Cedric hadn't gone for the door with purpose, Ian would have made a bet it was a broom closet, with the door frame being smaller than the others and being cramped into the darkest corner of the hall.
"Your love for Animee goes way back," Ian marveled at the posters on the walls.
"Yes. Mostly that is my mother's shrine for a time before her son was gay," Cedric mumbled, plonking down on his bed.
That was some unusual behaviour right there.
And Cedric's mum was such a cow. Sad, but true.
"I can tell that you were gay back then just taking a look around," Ian grinned, sitting beside the shoes that stuck out over the end of the mattress.
Cedric's voice was too muffled thanks to the comforter for Ian to understand a single word.
"Had you ever had sex in here?" he asked, patting Cedric's calf beside him.
"What? No!"
Ian turned around, meeting Cedric's wide eyes.
"You know that it's normal for teenager to experiment with sex before they move out?" Ian teased in a gentle tone.
"Yes, I know."
Cedric huffed a bit, but he averted his eyes and his ears went red.
"Are you blushing because you wanked off in here?" Ian snickered.
"No, I'm not," Cedric claimed, but he was still studying the comforter and poking his finger into the fabric.
At least the man seems to be out of that strange mood, Ian thought.
"Care to break in your old bed?" Ian grinned, crawling over Cedric until his love was laying on his back, staring up into Ian's eyes with his translucent brown ones.
Many brown eyes had no dept, but not Cedric's. The seemed to gleam from deep within at the moment, darker and lighter colours drawing Ian in as always.
"We can't do that," Cedric whispered, but his breathing was rapid and the colour in his cheeks looked like his lust was on the rise already.
"That's what you say. Shall we try to prove that with an experiment?" Ian whispered back, his crotch lowering until his contained erection pressed against the bulge in Cedric's trousers.
"Would you kiss me for that experiment?"
Instead of answering Cedric, Ian let his eyes fall closed while his lips met Cedric's in a light brush that was designed to ignite his lovers hunger for more.
And - yes! - he got it right and only moments later Cedric was bowing of the bed to get closer and more of Ian's mouth.
They really got into it and it wasn't long until their button-downs became undone so they were able to touch skin and lave at nipples.
Especially Cedric's were sensitive and he had confessed one night that it was one of his fantasies to get himself off while someone else attended to them with teeth, tongue, lips and fingers. It actually had been Ian's plan to do exactly this that night, but in the end he had been again happily chocking on Cedric's dick. He hadn't found out how to do the deep throating trick yet and that bugged him badly. Cedric was a god at swallowing back his dick and he wanted to do the same for his love. Practice would get him there, he was sure. But he wanted to be able to do it like yesterday.
Well, that wasn't of any interest in that moment because he was gently tugging at one of Cedric's fully erect nubs with his teeth while twisting the other a bit between his fingers.
He could hear Cedric gnash his teeth to keep silent.
In that moment, Cedric's door slammed shut a second time, the lock was turned, Cedric gasped out in pain when Ian bit down to hard in shock and a new voice whispered, "oh my fucking god."
It decidedly sounded astonished.
And turned on.
Phew, new chapter done!
Curious what is going to happen next? :-D
I love Grandma Cunnings. What about you?
Thanks, as always, for all your awesome comments and votes! This is soooo much fun!!! I hope you enjoy Cedric's and Ian's adventures as much as I do :-D
See you tomorrow!
PS: The guy in the picture is the son of Danielle's best friend Mary Sophie. He is as gay as they come and always wanted to get in Cedric's pants for years now, albeit being nearly ten years younger.
Hmmmm, have you any idea why I would possibly tell you all this?
I really have know idea... Seemed to be important at the moment...