Chapter 9

New Beginnings

The next morning Kevin awoke feeling truly rested, something he hadn't felt in a long time. He got up and looked at himself in the mirror. Instead of the usual frown and down drawn eyebrows he saw a smile, and some of the sad lines on his face seemed to have disappeared. He looked down as he felt himself brush against the dresser. "Well old boy what has gotten your attention this morning, could it be a certain dork has woken you up?" The red head laughed and hurried across the hall to the bathroom to take his morning shower. After getting dressed he called to the twins and told them it was time to be getting up and dressed for school. He went down stairs to the kitchen and started the breakfast cooking. Just as he poured his first cup of coffee his phone chimed. He looked at the text message it was from Double Dee. It was a selfie of the raven haired man sipping coffee and captioned 'Good Morning'. The emerald eyed man replied with a picture of himself sipping coffee and saying 'morning dork."

"Little early to be texting your boyfriend isn't it?" Kevin looked up to see his dark haired son and grinned. "He started it."

"Daddy, can I ask you something?" asked the boy hesitantly.

"Sure ask away."

"Do you ever wish that your life had gone differently and you and Mr. Vincent could have been together all these years?"

"As much as I would have wanted my life to be what Edd and I had back then, I can't wish that it had been any different. Because it brought me the best two things in my life. You and your brother are two of the best things that happened in my life and I wouldn't change that for anything. Now that I have a chance to get Edd back in my life, anything from now on would be as a friend used to say "Gravy"

"If being with Mr. Vincent makes you happy then go for it, We want you to be happy dad." said the dark haired boy hugging his father.

"We will have to get to know each other all over again. We've both lived so long without the other in our lives and have had experiences that I am sure has changed some of our outlook on things in life. He seems so confident and I need to get my confidence back."

"I'm sure you can do it Daddy, I was looking at pictures of you at school yesterday, In them all you seemed to exude confidence and self assurance."

"Egotistical asshole would be more like it. Those pictures make me look good because Dee took them and always found a way to show my good side of the character. I always told myself that it was a good thing to have your boyfriend on the yearbook committee." laughed the elder Kevin. "Where's your brother?"

"He gets later and later getting out of bed these days."

"I swear that boy gets more like me everyday, there were days you almost had to drag me out of bed with a tow truck." Laughed Kevin

"Daddy, you seem happier this morning, is it because Mr. Vincent came to visit last night?" Asked the raven haired boy looking at his father laughing and smiling.

"Could be, it felt good to have someone I could be myself with. I know I can be myself with you boys but this is different. Sure you guys are alright with me dating one of your teachers? Especially a male teacher."

Just then the redheaded twin came running into the room, "It's cool dad, we want you to be happy. Go for it. Are you going to try for the coaching position at school dad?"

"I'm going to check into it. I have all the credits I need to teach physical education, so why not."

After eating their breakfast the boys jumped up and hugged their dad and ran out the door headed to school. Kevin watched the boys going down the street and grinned. I have such great boys, they're gonna be fine men one day. I'm glad they are okay with me liking Double Dee. He looked around the cul-de-sac and wondered what had happened to the gang that used to live there. He would have to ask Edd if he knew what had become of the cul-de-sac kids.

After watching the boys out of sight he went and cleaned up the kitchen. Making his list of things to do as he worked. Then he walked up stairs and opened the door to the master suite of the home. Everything was neatly put away. His aunts had cleaned the home after his mother had passed away. He walked into the room and looked around. There were many mementos and reminders of his parents in happier times. He still loved them even after all that had happened just before he had been exiled. As he was looking over the things on the night stand he noticed a long white envelope with "Kevin" written upon it in his mother's handwriting.

He looked at the envelope, wondering if he should open it and read it or just toss it in the trash. It was probably more of the same stuff she had been saying the last time he ever spoke to her. He still loved his parents, there had had more pleasant times than not. Well might as well see what she had to say and he ripped the envelope open.

My Dearest Kevin.

I have come to realize in the last few years that your father and I handled the situation all wrong, we should have been more loving and understanding of what was happening with you.

My pastor at the time was telling me that it was the correct way to handle it. That we had to drive the evil from our home. The only thing that advice achieved was driving away my only son that I love dearly. I now know I should have tried to mend the rift between us and heal our family. I was recently talking with Mrs Vincent and she was telling me that she and her son had finally made peace. He was still gay and all those years of praying for him only made her realize that she needed the prayers more than he did.

I know now that the evil was in us for not keeping you home and loving you with our whole heart, and loving whoever you loved as well. I want you to know that I love you and your father loved you, but neither of us were ready for you loving another boy. Maybe in time if we had acted differently we could have come to terms with it.

My doctor tells me I don't have long to live so I am writing this to ask for you forgiveness. As I have heard so much recently love is love not matter who loves whom. I am thankful that you sent me those pictures of the boys. They are such handsome you men. Kevin looks so much like you and your father. Tell both boys that I love them.

I was looking at the Vincent boy's picture that his mother had and the thought came to me that you boys would have made a very handsome couple. Although I wouldn't have had my wonderfully handsome grandsons. In the last letter from your wife she told me that she was filing for divorce. That you were cold and distant to her and she couldn't take it anymore. However, reading between the lines of all the letters she sent before, Somehow I've come to the conclusion that she is the cold one. Son, I want you to be happy in life, go find you someone who will love you for yourself and not what you can offer then in fame and prestige.

I wish I had been a better mother in the last 15 years, but the past is done and cannot be changed. So make you future brighter and please think kindly of me. I love you son.

Kevin sat on the bed with tears streaming from his eyes, he had felt so righteous in not speaking to his parents, but now he felt so little. He said aloud, "I wish I had been a better son to you mother. Maybe if I had gotten off my high horse and mended out broken relationship, I wouldn't have felt so alone all those years and may have found Edd sooner."

He walked around the room looking at it with a new eye, he had dreaded coming into this room. Now he knew that he wanted to take this room for himself and he would give Kevin his old room. Then he could invite Dee over and if he wanted to spend the night it wouldn't disturb the boys. But what if the dork didn't want to have a relationship with him what then. He didn't know the answer, but he would live each day for itself.

He spent the morning moving his things into the master suite and after he had finished he walked down the hall and looked into the room the boys shared. He would let them decide if they wanted to stay together or have individual rooms. He heard the doorbell chime and went downstairs to see who was at the door.

When he opened the door that was a handsome young man in overalls standing there. The young man smiled and said, "Hi I'm Barry and I'm here to give the Harley it's quarterly check up. Also the boss wanted to see if the heirs wanted to continue the contract Mrs. Barr, had with our shop on the upkeep of the bike."

"You mean she has kept it up all these years and that it will start?"

"Oh, she'll start sir, we've kept good care of her. Mrs. Barr told me not too long ago that she hoped that one day her son would come home and ride it again."

"Well, I'm home and was wanting to ride it, but figured I had a lot to do to get it running again. She was my pride and joy back in the day."

They walked out the the garage and the mechanic checked over the bike and then walked over to the hook the key was hanging on and took it down. He walked back over to Kevin and handed him the key and said, "Here you go start her up."

Kevin took the key and jumped on the motorcycle and started it up. Soon there was a deep rumble filling the garage with sound. Kevin was grinning ear to ear. If someone had been looking in the door they would have sworn that the young Kevin had come back to claim his most prized possession.

"Go ahead take her for a spin, she's roadworthy and road ready, Mrs. Barr kept everything up to date so that we could road test her every time we checked her out."

The redhead grabbed his helmet and put it on and drove the bike out of the garage and into the street. He pulled up to the stop sign and took a right and headed down the street, he felt so alive at the moment. He had sorely missed feeling that deep rumble between his thighs. For the time being he took a short ride and returned to his home. Grinning he thanked the mechanic and told him that he would stop by the shop to continue the contract for the upkeep of the bike and pay any outstanding bills due.

He watched the young mechanic walk back to his truck and noticed how the tight coveralls hugged his tight round ass. He thought to himself, I guess I have slipped further to the gay side than I thought, boy got a fine ass, for sure. If Dee shoots me down I might give that a try.

Later that morning while sitting at his desk while his third period class was doing an open book test. Double Dee heard a rumble coming from outside of his classroom, it was vague familiar. Visions of a hot teenage redheaded jock filled his memory.

He walked over to the window and looked out over the parking lot. There he saw a red and black Harley with a redhead sitting upon it grinning like someone that had just won the lottery. He turned and looked at his class, "Kevin could you come here a moment?"

The redhead looked up at his teacher wondering what mischief he had be caught doing. He got up and walked over to where the teacher was standing looking out the window. The boy looked out the window wondering what Mr. Vincent was looking at. There he saw his father sitting on a motorcycle.

"That is the look he had on his face the first day he rode that thing to school, Eddward you need to see this as well."

The dark haired twin walked over to his brother and teacher and looked at the window. Mr. Vincent leaned over towards him and said, "You know we were talking about getting the old Kevin back, well there he is in all his glory. Your father loved that bike more than anything else in his world."

Kevin felt he was being watched and looked up and caught a glimpse of his sons and Double Dee looking out of a window at him. He waved then got off the motorcycle and took off his helmet. He then pulled his old red cap out from under his seat and put it on his head backwards. As he walked towards the front door of the school Dee noticed that he was walking with his old swagger that he had approached those door with so many times when he was in school.

Dee turned back to face his class and said "Okay boys back to your seats."

Dee sat at his desk thinking about the high school days when he and Kevin had been in this same class room. He wondered if Kevin was here about the coaching position, as this thought passed thru his mind the bell rang. The students stood up and filed forward to place their test on his desk. He smiled at each student as they placed their paper on the growing pile on his desk. When the twins passed his desk he gave them a smile and a wink. When the last student had filed out the door and before any of the next period students had started to arrive he walked over to the door of the class room and looked down the hall.

"You know if my teacher had been as hot at you are I may have paid more attention in school." Laughed a voice from the side of the doorway that was away from where he was looking.

"Dee turned towards the voice and grinned, "Maybe so, but if you had paid more attention to your studies you wouldn't have needed tutoring and we probably would have never gotten to know each other better."

Kevin laughed, "I put my name in for consideration for the coaching position. Now I have a meeting with the head coach to go to, I'll tell you about it when you come over for supper tonight."

"Good luck, He was talking about you earlier, you were one of his favorite students back in the day. I told the boys while we were looking out the window at you, that the look on your face was what was on the Kevin of high school days, when he first got that motorcycle. Did getting your bike running again bring that look back to your face?"

Kevin smirked at Double Dee and said, "That's part of it, My bike, finding my dork again and a letter from my mother. I found it when I was changing my things over to the master suite at the house. I'll show you the letter this evening." The redhead then pushed Double Dee back into the class room and leaned in and gave his a quick kiss. Dee blushed and reached for his hat forgetting that he hadn't wore the thing in years.

"I don't know why you even wore that thing Dee, you have such lovely hair."

"It was my safety blanket so to speak, I could pull it down over my face and hide."