Dad is not gay

by N. Schwalbe

  »What’s that?« Tom leaned forward curiously. »Molding powder?«

  »Mold your own penis – the perfect copy of your penis with vibration,« Luca read out loud, waggling his brows.

  »You’re completely crazy!«

  »Yes, I know.« Luca dived again and got a second packet. »One for you and one for me.«

  Tom laughed out loud and emptied his plate. Then, he drank his caipirinha at once. »Is there any alcohol in it?«

  »Don’t you taste it?«

  »Well, my balls are pretty hard – or is it their thrill of anticipation because they are about to be put in plaster?« He twinkled at Luca. Then, he stood up and walked round the bar. »Alright, you very imaginative, lecherous guy, give me the packet! I’ve always wanted to have a replacement dick.«

  »Actually, I thought that you get my copy and I get yours,« Luca said subdued.

  Tom raised his brows. »This idea is even better. But I’m not sure whether I’m really going to push it into my ass!« Lewd, he grabbed between Luca’s legs. »How hard does the model have to be?«

  »We should exhaust it afterwards,« Luca joked.

  »That’s my opinion.« Tom opened the packet and fetched out the casting mass. »Do you have a bowl?«

  Luca went into the kitchen and got two bowls.

  They filled them with the contents of the bag and enriched the dusty mass with water. Then, they stirred it until it got liquid.

  Giggling like a teenager, Tom opened his pants and put them off. »It’s better to lay them aside otherwise my wife is going to ask why I’m that dirty, though, I’ve only wanted to go to the movies.«

  »You’re in the cinema today?« Luca hugged Tom and kissed him. »I’m sorry that you have to lie because of me.«

  »I didn’t have to, but I feel much better if I don’t mention you too often.«

  »Did you really lie to Zoe?«

  »Yes and no. I told her that I go to the movies with a few colleagues and, afterwards, for a drink with you because this is our last evening. So she knows that I’m together with you.« Tom got a white plastic hose out of the packet. »And what am I doing with this?«

  »Pop it on!«

  Tom got his dick erected and put it into the mold. Then, he pulled it out and filled the liquid mass carefully into it. Cautiously, he put it on the table.

  As soon as Luca was ready, he made new caipis and raised his glass. »Cheers, to our work!«

  »Cheers, to our copy which is nearly as perfect as the original!«

  Tom nipped at his straw and coughed. »Good Lord, you’ve pretty misjudged with the rum.«

  »I thought when you’re already asking whether there is any alcohol in it then I have to double the quantity,« Luca answered, grinning. »Anyway, what do I do now with my original? It’s still standing like a one.«

  »I would know something!« Tom pointed to the huge sofa and steered towards it. He jumped on the soft upholstery as if he wanted to dive headfirst into the water.

  Luca sprinted after him and caught him. »Do you want to try out my newest toy?«

  Tom lay down on his back like a beetle. »I’d love to. But today, I’d like to make the man!«

  »You wanna make the man? I haven’t known that such a role allocation does exist.« Luca playfully bit into his chest, wandered across the belly down to deeper regions and nibbled along his pubic bone to his testicles.

  »Stop that! I’m ticklish at my butt,« Tom yelled, but Luca would not be put off. He got a box from underneath the sofa and fished for a grooves strand. Then, he inserted the steadily ever-growing strand with some lubrication into Tom’s ass and switched on the vibrator.

  »Oh…my…God!« Tom screamed and writhed. »What…is…that?« While Luca pushed it back and forth with relish, he freed Tom’s dick from the rest of the plasticine and rubbed some warm chocolate on it.

  »Oh…Luca!« Tom moaned with pleasure. He did not know what drove him more frantic, the warm liquid on his wang or the sex toy in his ass.

  Luca licked his balls and put the sweet cock into his mouth until Tom exploded on his tongue.

  »I’m already feeling empty,« Tom said after a while into the silence.

  Luca hugged him. »Don’t worry! I’m sure your testicles are already stocking up,« he joked.

  Tom propped up on one elbow and looked into Luca’s eyes. »You can talk! You’re the one going on an adventure. I’ll stay where everything reminds me of you. I have to see to the ordinary weekdays, chasing criminals, helping old ladies crossing the street, bringing young people back home…«

  »Accompany me!« Luca looked at him hopefully but Tom shook his head. »If I had no family, I wouldn’t hesitate a second.«

  Luca sighed and lay on his stomach.

  Tom stroked his muscular back and let his finger wander down to his butt. »Do you want to have something to drink?« he asked purring like a tomcat.

  Luca raised his head in surprise. »What are you talking about?«

  »I’ll go and get our glasses if you like.«

  »Okay.« Confused, Luca looked after him.

  Shortly after, Tom came back carrying a packet of condoms between his teeth.

  Luca straightened up and took his glass. »What are you up to? I knew you’re up to something.«

  »Well,« Tom emptied his glass and shivered. »Phew, that’s strong! I thought this is our last evening. Who knows what future will bring us. Probably, the other swordsman, your rival in the film, is so attractive and hot that you won’t need me anymore.«

  Luca made a face. »Mehmet is kind, no question, but I know him for years now. Despite the fact, that he is absolutely straight, it has never clicked between us.«

  »One is reading in gossip sheets that actors are falling in love with their film partners at each shooting…no matter if leading actor, supporting actor, director or cameraman.«

  »I don’t want any other man but you.« Luca threw him astride the couch and closed his mouth with a tender kiss. »So, what are the condoms for?«

  Tom grinned. »Today, I’ll try out something.« He pushed Luca onto his back and sat down in front of his opened lap.

  »Wait, let’s go into the sleeping room!« Luca pushed Tom to the sleeping room. Then, he laid on his back while his dick was bobbing cheekily.

  Tom fumbled a condom out of the packet and put it on. »Since I can’t take a lot, I prefer this little precaution measure.« Tom took some lube and lifted Luca’s legs. »Do I have to consider something?« he suddenly asked anxiously.

  Luca looked at him lecherous. »No,« he said in a whisper. »But you could massage the anus a little bit before you’re pushing into it.«

  Tom felt outlawed and tipsy as he let his finger slip into Luca’s butt. He massaged the rosette and, finally, pushed his finger into it.

  Luca moaned softly with pleasure and closed his eyes while Tom’s hand was stroking hungrily over his thigh. Then, Tom bent Luca’s legs away and inserted his dick through the sphincter. Luca’s ass felt marvelously cramped and warm and Tom fully enjoyed to squeeze his way into this unknown hole.

  In order to have his hands free, he laid Luca’s feet onto his shoulders and screwed Luca with accelerating motions. He felt for Luca’s testicles with his right hand, massaged them softly and, lastly, lent a hand to his hard-on.

  Luca laid on the bed and moaned with pleasure enjoying every bump. »Oh, you’re a real stallion!«

  Tom felt spurred on and accelerated his bumps and the masturbation. »Yes? Am I your stallion? And next time your stallion will put on his uniform to show you his power!«

  »Yes, take me…oh...my...God...Tooooom!« Luca’s womb twitched as he flung his protein mixture high into the air.

  Tom leaned forward in time and caught it with his mouth.

  Luca grinned. »You seem to be wild about that stuff.«

  »It tastes…,« Tom ate noisily, »Somehow…«

  »…like chestnut flower or musk?« Luca completed his sentence.

  Tom looked at
him in surprise. »Well, that’s it, yes. I don’t know at all why women don’t like it.«

  Luca shrugged. »It might be because of the salt content whereas the juice is more valuable than gold. It contains endorphins, noradrenalin, proteins, oxytocin…«

  »Oxytocin? Don’t you take this at birth to accelerate the labor pains?« Tom emptied Luca’s glass and fell down on the bed next to him.

  »Yes. But scientists have found out that oxytocin can increase feelings like love, trust and peace. So, if women would swallow our sperms more often we couldn’t rescue us from love and peace,« Luca joked.

  »I guess this stuff is rather for the men’s world. Would save us at least some wars.« Tom pulled at the cover sheet and threw it over their legs. Then, he turned aside and snuggled up to Luca’s chest. Within seconds, he fell asleep.

  ***

  »Zoe! What happened to you? You’re looking like shit!« Pamela critically looked her up and down.

  Zoe raised her arm and hinted at a smile. »Thanks for the compliment but I really feel like it.«

  »What’s up?« Biggi asked and rubbed her back full of pity.

  »Now I’m convinced that Tom is unfaithful.« Zoe sighed and fell on the chair waving the waitress to order a glass of mineral water.

  »Are you sure?« Biggi asked disapprovingly. »Somehow, I don’t believe that Tom is capable of doing this. He is making such a faithful, honest impression on me.«

  »Sweetie, you can’t always go by appearances,« Pamela interjected. »Silent waters are deep. And only because Tom has never been caught for the last fourteen years it doesn’t mean he is living monogamously.«

  »Don’t talk her believing such an applesauce,« Biggi complained.

  Sandra entered the café and kissed everyone. »Hello everybody!«

  »Tom has got a girl-friend!« Pamela blurted out and earned a black look from Biggi.

  »This is only a presumption,« Biggi added.

  »Says who?«

  »Pamela!«

  Sandra ordered a ginger ale. »If you wanna hear my opinion, sis, forget about that trash. Tom is the most faithful soul one can imagine. If there is a man who is not looking after other skirts, then it’s him.«

  Zoe relaxed a little bit. »It’s only a feeling. I’ve found nothing in his pockets which pointed to another woman.«

  Sandra touched her hand back. »It’s because he has no other. If Tom had wanted he could have screwed half Hamburg, me inclusive,« she added grinning.

  Zoe poked her shoulder.

  »Then, it’s a case for me,« Pamela interjected schoolmasterly, »I’m the pro unearthing secret affairs. When does your husband work?«

  »Tomorrow.«

  »Good, I’ll visit you tomorrow and we’ll take his attic apart.« Pamela folded her arms prepared to go to any length.

  Today, she did not accept any protest.

  ***

  »Tom? Tom?«

  Tom opened his left eye, trying to identify the person who was rudely waking him up.

  »Tom, wake up!«

  A bitter-sweet scent filled his nostrils. »Luca?«

  »If you don’t want to risk any trouble you should slowly wake up and drive home,« Luca said while he caressed Tom’s face.

  »I’ve just dreamed so nice,« Tom said purring and snuggled against Luca’s chest. »I’d wish I could stay in bed.«

  Luca kissed Tom’s hair and shook him softly. »Don’t fall asleep again!«

  Tom straightened up, holding his head. »Good Lord, my head is throbbing.« He stood up slowly and shuffled into the bathroom.

  After several ice-cold face showers Luca came in and tenderly slapped on his butt.

  »May I take a shower?«

  »Yes, of course.« Luca stroke over Tom’s back and kissed his shoulder blades. »I better go out of the room otherwise I’ll follow you like a magnet.«

  »I’d have nothing against it,« Tom joked drowsy.

  He went to the shower wiggling his ass and laughed as Luca followed him as if he was remote-controlled.

  They fucked each other for a last time, then, Tom drove home, happy arriving there without any vehicle spotcheck. He had for sure a proper portion of rest alcohol in his blood and he needed his driving license.

  He sneaked to the door, unlocked it and wiped off his shoes. He took two steps at once and got undressed on his way upstairs. He threw his clothes into the laundry basket in the bathroom and slipped into the sleeping room.

  Tired, Zoe turned around and waked up from one moment to the next. »Where do you come from?«

  »Luca.« Tom rubbed her shoulder trying to bury his bad conscience as deep as possible. That’s the way a man must feel having an affair – with a woman – but with him it was somehow different. Luca was no competition for Zoe. He had something Zoe would never be able to give him. Luca was a man - that was all!

  »You’ve been at Luca until five o’clock in the morning, when he’s going to fly to Egypt today?« Zoe turned her nose up in disbelief.

  »Australia,« Tom corrected her and turned away.

  »What? Oh, God…don’t tell me such lies! You’re still drunk and I guess, you’ve fucked some floozie half of the night,« Zoe said deeply hurt and left the room.

  Tom was too tired to correct her. He closed his eyes and fell asleep right away.

  ***

  Though, he had slept four more hours, he felt whacked. With the strength of an old and frail man, he trudged to the airport and looked for the terminal where Luca was supposed to take off.

  As he finally arrived at the departure lounge, it had formed a crowd and several policemen tried to stop the onlooker breaking through the cordon.

  »Morning!« One of the officers tapped at his cap and greeted Tom who had decided to wear his uniform. At the same time, he had not even been sure whether he wanted to please Luca or whether he subconsciously wanted to stop him from leaving. Now, he knew that it was promising to appear in his uniform out of another reason.

  »Morning!« Tom passed the cordon and fought his way through the crowd.

  People were standing everywhere between cameras, bags, suitcases and music boxes.

  It took a while until Tom discovered Elsenhauer. As Luca’s manager turned around laughing, he had a clear view of Luca.

  Luca was wearing jeans by G-Star, a tight rose T-shirt and black sneakers. He laughed and showed his flawless white teeth.

  Tom stopped thunderstruck and admired Luca from the distance. It was just a few hours ago that they have screwed each other and, now, he was standing there like a totally normal man talking to other totally normal people. Tom felt as if he had been in a different world and, currently, he came back to the blue planet.

  Was the real life going on here?

  He would go to work – just like most of the other people, too – he would do a lot of sports, take care of his family, breath and go to sleep. And Luca would do the same on the other half of the globe.

  God, his life was really absurd!

  And suddenly, he almost felt ridiculous. He had racked his brains for weeks why he had a different polarity and why he was so wild about Luca. He had never been interested in any other man. He still was not interested in what other men were hiding underneath their clothes.

  Did not that mean that he has only broadened his horizon and changed a different area of life?

  Was he really queer?

  Why were people treating queers like lepers even though they were as normal as straight people?

  And then, Luca noticed Tom. His smile remained, but something in his eyes changed which warmed Tom’s heart.

  Elsenhauer followed his look and his smile faded as he recognized Tom. Annoyed, he turned away.

  Luca left the group and walked towards Tom. He formally shook his hand and leaned forward, smiling. »Hello Tom! It’s nice that you could come.« He added softer. »I love you, don’t forget that!«

  Before Tom could answer anything, a loud voice from the public address system inter
rupted them to request the passengers to go to their gate. The last items of luggage from the TV crew were accepted and embraces were exchanged.

  Luca hugged Tom for a second and patted on his back as masculine as possible. »I’ll be in touch,« he said and disappeared.

  With a feeling as if a bomb attack had emptied his inside, Tom left the hall and drove directly to the police station to get rid of steam in the exercise room.

  ***

  »I don’t know whether this is correct, Pamela!« Zoe’s bad conscience tied up her stomach. Okay, she was really angry at Tom because he had come home in the early morning hours, but nevertheless, he had not smelled of women’s perfume. And she had not found any long hairs or lipstick on his clothes so that she was not sure anymore whether her theory was correct.

  »Probably, Tom has no mistress after all,« she tried to bring Pamela round but her friend gave a dismissive gesture and walked upstairs single-minded. She turned the switch for the skylight and waited impatiently for the stairs to come down.

  Zoe followed her hesitatingly.

  At the beginning, she was only watching how Pamela rummaged through Tom’s desk, but then, she started on her own to open the drawers, too. »What are we actually looking for?«

  «Hotel bills, jewelry, presents, high expense reports, photos, sexy underwear…«

  »Sexy underwear?« Zoe yelled. »What man is so stupid bringing the underwear of his mistress home to hide it there?«

  »There you see,« Pamela pointed at her, »And exactly because nobody expects it, men do it. They feel save, these pigs!«

  »You needn’t judge my husband by your husband,« Zoe said piqued and fished a packet out of the sideboard. Curious, she opened it and picked up a penis reproduction with disgust. »What’s that?«

  Pamela grinned. »It’s a dildo, sweetie!«

  »I know that, too. But what does he want with it?«

  Pamela made a frown. »I’ve no idea. Surprise you? Pushing it into his ass?«

  Zoe gasped. »Have you gone mad? Tom would push nothing into his bottom! I’m not even allowed to touch his butt. Then he is hopping mad.«

  »Why?«

  »He says he’s not gay.«

  »Very suspicious,« Pamela said thoughtfully.