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Gideon looked out across the hillside and then back at all the people gathered around the hole in the ground. The Priest’s words faded back into Gideon’s consciousness.
“...joining together today. Though our hearts are heavy, we are here to celebrate and rejoice in having known such an honorable man as Albert Thomas Blackwood. Many of us here have known Albert our entire lives. Some have only known him a short time. But regardless of which side of time you stand on, it cannot be argued that he was a man to be counted on. A man always ready to help a friend or neighbor or even the weary traveler. Furthermore, he was a man of good temperament and honest words. Let us bow our heads in prayer to carry our dear companion to the Gods. Heavenly Realms…”
The Priest’s words faded again from Gideon as he bowed his head. He didn’t want to say words to carry his father to the Gods. He wanted him here. He wanted his father’s laughter. He wanted his father’s gruff, gravelly voice sharing life advice. He wanted his father’s ever present ear when Gideon needed to unburden himself. Gideon drew in a sharp breath as tears trailed down his face.
Just then Gideon felt a hand squeeze his. He looked down towards his left side at his partner, Robin. They were looking up at him with sad, somber eyes that were somehow still full of love. Gideon brought Robin’s hand to his mouth, kissed it and gently squeezed it back. Bowing his head again, he turned his attention back to the Priest.
“Albert’s memory and legacy lives on in his loving wife, Lorelei, and sons, Thomas, Sebastian, Alexander, and Gideon. Along with his son's wives and children.” Gideon’s head shot up and he glared at the Priest, who caught Gideon’s fierce look. The Priest cleared his throat. “Allow me to correct myself. Albert’s memory and legacy also lives on through the wives and children of Thomas, Sebastian, and Alexander, and the partner of Gideon.”
Gideon visibly relaxed at the Priest’s correction. Father’s memory will live longer with my partner than any of my brother’s wives or children , he thought, a bit amused. Gideon looked down at Robin again. There was a time when the length of his mortal life versus Robin’s weighed heavily on him, but right now it comforted him knowing the longevity of his father’s memory - even if in only one person.
Several people took an opportunity to share a few kind words about Albert and then the Priest closed the event with these parting words:
“Let us not wallow in our sorrow over having to say farewell to Albert, instead let us rejoice in having known him at all. Let our memories of him comfort us in lonely times. Let our fond feelings of him warm us when his absence is coldly felt. Blessings and peace be with you all today and always.”
Some of the attendees bid farewell to Gideon’s mother, brothers, and him at the close of the funeral. Many others joined them at the farm to continue the celebration of Albert’s life. It was quite a sight to see, all the people gathered together to pay homage to his father. Here, at the farm, there was very little in the way of tears, and those were mostly brought about by laughter. Food, drink, song, and storytelling in Albert’s honor were abundant and the festivities lasted well into the night. When the final guest had left, and the house tidied up as best as could be at such a late hour, everyone turned in for the night.
Up in Gideon’s bedroom, Robin stood staring out the window into the night. Gideon approached them from behind, sliding his arms around Robin’s waist and kissed the top of their head.
“Thank you for today, Beauty,” he mumbled into Robin’s hair.
Robin leaned his head back against Gideon’s chest. “Of course, my love. It was a joy to know Albert and an honor to celebrate him,” Robin replied. They felt Gideon move their hair aside a moment before Gideon kissed their neck. Soft, gentle kisses up and down the side of their neck until Gideon bit down on the apex of the shoulder and neck. Gideon growled low in his throat while biting, sending waves of heat flooding through Robin. They could feel Gideon’s hard cock pressed against them from behind. So lost in their euphoria that it took a split second for Robin to realize where Gideon’s hands were traveling to.
“Gideon, no. Stop!” Robin blurted out. Pulling away from Gideon’s bite was painful. Gideon pulled back startled. Robin hardly ever said no, and never with such urgency.
“Are you alright, Beauty? What’s wrong?” Gideon’s voice was full of concern for his partner. He turned Robin towards him, searching their eyes.
“I’m sorry if I startled you by my outburst. But...I…I…woke up in a male phase this morning,” Robin sighed. “I know it’s not the best time for you to have me like this. I understand having needs after a day like today.”
Gideon tilted his head, looking at Robin curiously. “You almost sound ashamed. You’re never ashamed of these things. You never should be.”
“I’m not,” Robin reassured him. “I’m just a little disappointed that I can’t be there for you…in ALL the ways you need me.” Robin watched as Gideon's head straightened and his eyes changed. Robin was fumbling for the change in their love’s eyes for several seconds before it dawned on them. Feral. Gideon was looking at them with feral lust.
Gideon took a few steps forward, backing Robin against the wall. Gideon’s voice was low, almost menacing when he said, “So the only reason you’re saying “no” is because of your male phase? It’s not because you don’t want me?”
Robin had to remember to breathe. They had never seen Gideon quite like this and boy, was it doing something to them. Robin swallowed to bring moisture back to their dry throat before speaking. “It’s the only reason. I always want you.”
“I don’t care about your male phase anymore. I care about hearing you scream my name. I care about hearing you whimper. I care about hearing you say “don’t stop, I’m cumming.” I care about losing myself in you. I care about spilling my seed into you, onto you. I care about claiming every part of you,” Gideon said while slowly working Robin’s night shirt off. Robin was panting by the time he had stopped speaking. Robin felt Gideon’s hand close around their hard cock and they gasped.
“Seems your cock is just as responsive to me as your pussy is, Beauty,” Gideon growled into Robin’s ear.
Robin pushed Gideon back just enough to look him in the eyes. “You’re…you’re sure about this?” Robin asked.
“Yes. Just keep in mind, the only cock I’ve ever touched is my own. So if I’m doing something that you don’t like or doesn’t feel good, tell me. Okay?” Gideon said.
“Uh-huh,” was all Robin could muster as a response. Reassured that Gideon wanted this, Robin let go and moved their hips up to pump their cock into Gideon’s hand.
Gideon felt when Robin became reassured that he wanted to be with them like this. Gideon then claimed Robin’s mouth roughly. A deep, almost frantic kiss that spoke of deep need, sorrow, love, and passion. He felt Robin’s hand on him, removing his night clothes. They broke their kiss only long enough for Gideon’s shirt to go over his head. He kicked aside the loose cloth pants he’d wear to bed. He and Robin now stood with naked bodies touching; only enough room between them for Gideon to continue stroking Robin’s cock.
Gideon noticed that the sounds Robin was making while having their cock stroked were different from the sounds they made when Gideon rubbed their pussy. He briefly analyzed the sounds and determined he didn’t have a preference for either set of sounds; both lit him on fire. Both made him crave Robin. Both made his cock, and heart, want to explode.
Gideon was pulled away from his thoughts when Robin began stroking his cock. He growled his pleasure into Robin’s mouth. Each man was then moving their hips to pump their cocks into each other's hands while devouring each other in a tangle of tongues. Gideon was lost in all the new things he was feeling. Suddenly the tips of their cocks rubbed against each other, sending a shockwave through Gideon.
“Fuck! Oh fuck!” Gideon exclaimed, pulling from his kiss with Robin and looking down.
“Sorry, babe. We’ll need to move back a bit if you don’t want that happening,” Robin said between panting breaths.
“No, I want to do it again. I want to feel it again,” Gideon responded.
“You want to…” Robin trailed off. And then enthusiastically says, “Okay!”
Gideon watched as Robin moved his cock to touch theirs. Gideon’s head fell back and he hissed. Sighing, he looked back down between them and watched their cocks rubbing against each other, tip to tip.
“Fuck, Beauty,” Gideon panted. “I never knew…never knew it could feel like this.” “I don’t know what made you decide to try this. In fact, I don’t care. But I’m so glad to be the one you’re having this experience with,” Robin said.
“There’s something else I’ve decided I want to try,” Gideon says, almost in a whisper.
“And what’s that, my love?” Robin asks.
Gideon looks at Robin a bit shyly and starts to lower himself to his knees. Robin catches Gideon by the chin, forcing him to look up, and raises an eyebrow at him. Gideon takes that as Robin once again asking if he’s sure.
“I’m sure,” Gideon reassures them. “I’ll probably be much worse at this than stroking you, but I’m open to gentle guidance.”
“You weren’t half bad at stroking my cock, love,” Robin winks at him and smiles. Robin grows serious again and looking intently at Gideon, says “I could always just fuck your mouth like you do mine. That way you still get to suck me, but you don’t have to concern yourself with technique.”
Gideon nods. “S-sure.”
“Good. Sit on the floor with your back against the wall,” Robin commended.
“Yeah, I think I much prefer being the one telling you what to do,” Gideon chuckled.
“Well, tonight, the orders are coming from me, handsome,” Robin quipped.
Once Gideon was settled against the wall, Robin stood over him, their feet planted on either side of Gideon’s legs. Robin fisted their cock with one hand and gently began stroking Gideon’s hair with the other.
“Open your mouth for me, baby,” Robin gently ordered. Gideon took a settling breath in and out, then opened his mouth. Robin slid their cock inside and Gideon closed his mouth around it. Robin started a slow, rhythmic pace in Gideon’s mouth until they were sure he was adjusted. “Ah, fuck, babe,” Robin said breathlessly. “It feels so good to be inside you like this. I’m going to speed up now.”
Gideon mumbled something which Robin couldn’t make out, but took the look of feral lust once again gracing his eyes as agreement. Robin braced one hand against the wall and kept the other in Gideon’s hair. They set a pace for Gideon to take them all but not so hard to gag him.
“Suck your cheeks in a little bit to cause more suction,” Robin told Gideon. Gideon did as instructed. “Yes. Fuck yes. Just like that. So good. Oh Gods, look how hard your cock is at me fucking you like this. Stroke yourself while I’m fucking you, baby.”
Gideon took his cock in his hand and set a pace to match the one Robin was keeping. Gideon’s head was swimming with thoughts. He was trying to ignore them and focus on Robin’s fucking and his own stroking.
Stay in the moment
, he kept repeating to himself.
It only took a few minutes of Robin fucking Gideon’s mouth while watching him stroke himself before they felt the familiar tingling sensation in their balls.
Fuck, I’m going to cum
, Robin thought.
“Babe, I’m so close to cumming,” Robin managed to pant out. They started to pull themself out of Gideon’s mouth. Much to Robin’s surprise Gideon wrapped his free arm around Robin and pulled them back. “No, seriously, Gideon. If I don’t pull out now, you’ll get a mouth full of my seed.”
Gideon held tighter to Robin and began movements up and down Robin’s shaft of his own accord. It was a bit wild and sloppy, but Robin was screaming his name and clawing at his shoulder so he kept going. Then Gideon felt it; the first spurts of Robin’s seed on his tongue and it sent his own cock erupting. The screams of his own pleasure of release were in the form of a mumble on his lover’s cock. After Robin’s cock was spent, they pulled out of Gideon’s mouth. They still had one hand braced on the wall and with the other tilted Gideon’s head up.
“I love you so much,” Robin cooed. Gideon looked at Robin and gave them a tight lipped smile. It was then that it dawned on Robin why Gideon wasn’t responding. And Robin giggled. “Sorry. It’s not funny. But, babe, you have two choices: spit or swallow. I won’t be offended at all if you spit. I will be highly impressed if you swallow.”
Gideon’s eyebrows shot up so high Robin thought they might fly off his face, so they laughed again.
“Babe, relax. Spit it out. Here,” Robin leaned over, grabbed his nightshirt, and handed it to Gideon. Gideon looked at the garment a bit concerned. “Really. Go ahead.”
Gideon took the nightshirt and, holding it close to his mouth, spit Robin’s seed into it.
“Thank you,” Gideon managed sheepishly. “I’m sorry I couldn’t…ya know….”
“It’s completely okay. It’s not everyone’s cup of tea,” Robin reassured him. Gideon pulled Robin down into his lap.
“I love you, Beauty,” he said into the top of Robin’s head. Several moments passed when Robin cleared their throat and spoke.
“I’m not entirely sure I want to know this answer, but…” Robin let the words fall away. They weren’t exactly sure how they wanted to phrase them.
“But why do I suddenly not care about your male phase? But why did tonight happen?” Gideon found the words for Robin.
“Yes.”
“It was something dad said to me the first time I brought you home,” Gideon scoffed wistfully. “I didn’t think he was right then, but I should’ve known never to doubt my father’s wisdom.”
“What did Albert say?” Robin asked.
“We’d only been here a couple days, and you had woken up with boobs but hadn’t shown up with boobs,” Gideon smiled at the memory. Robin laughed. “Dad and I were on the porch and I was explaining to him how special you are.” Robin looked at Gideon skeptically.
“What?” Gideon said. “I think what you’re able to do is special and amazing. Always have. Can I continue?”
“Sorry. Go on,” Robin laughed and snuggled into Gideon more.
“Although I think what you do is special and amazing, I haven’t always had the easiest time regarding your male phase. I was talking to Dad about this. He asked me if I loved you; I told him I did. He then asked if I loved all of you or only part of you. I told him I loved all of you of course. And that’s when he dropped his wisdom on me. He said, “I’m not saying you don’t know your own heart, son, but there comes a time in every person’s life when they need their partner.” He gave me a really pointed look in that moment so I would know what he was talking about: sex. Then he continued, “It’s a need beyond any words. It will be at that moment that you’ll truly be faced with loving all of Robin or continuing to love only part of him.” I didn’t tell him then but I was certain he was wrong and that I already loved all of you. But he was right. A moment came when I needed my partner in the way he spoke of. I could deny myself the comfort of my partner or I could finally decide to love all of you.”
“Oh Gideon,” Robin said. “I-”
“I’m not done,” Gideon interrupted Robin. “I’m so sorry, my love. So sorry for being such an ass. For not loving you the way you deserve. For not loving all of you.” Robin sat up, placing a hand on Gideon’s cheek, they stared into his eyes for a few seconds. Robin then leaned in and kissed Gideon softly.
“I forgive you,” Robin’s voice was full of sincerity. “Now, can we climb into bed and explore some more of this new Gideon?”
Gideon laughed. “Oh fuck it. Who needs sleep anyway?"