Snapshots of a Love Affair
by Olivia Sutton
part 2
One year later, Jeff and Marty are 17
Jeff lay on his own bed in the room he shared with his best mate and lover, Marty Hopkirk. Marty was asleep on his own twin bed. Jeff lay thinking about Marty, his bright blue eyes, his dark hair, and the way he made him feel when they made love together. Jeff smiled to himself in the early morning darkness, remembering Marty's kisses and the feel of Marty inside himself. Then he turned on his elbow and said, "Marty, wake up."
Marty shifted in the next bed, but didn't awaken.
"MARTY! Come on, wake up!"
"What?" said Marty, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
Jeff rose and went to Marty, then kissed him, lightly. Do you know what day it is?
Marty thought for a moment, then said, It's our anniversary.
Jeff nodded, Our first anniversary, Marty. Now come into my bed and make love to me!
Jeff got up, crooking his finger at Marty, "Follow me, Marty."
Marty got up and followed Jeff to the bed, You know, Jeff, it's hard to believe we've been lovers for a year. And kept it secret.
I know. Marty, I really want you. Now. Please. Take me, Marty!
Marty nodded, and reflected a feeling of agreement to Jeff. He took the suntan oil they now kept in easy reach in Jeff's night-table, and oiled Jeff's back, massaging him, and kissing his back, murmuring words of love.
Jeff groaned with pleasure at Marty's caresses, Please take me, Marty!
Marty oiled Jeff's arse, and his own penis, then entered Jeff.
Then the bedroom door opened.
Anna Randall stood in the doorway, in shock, then screamed. "Get off him! Get away from my baby! Jeff! Are you hurt, Jeff?"
Marty slid out of Jeff in a hurry shouting, "I'd never hurt Jeff!", then slid off the bed entirely, grabbing a blanket from the bed to cover himself as he did so.
Jeff turned on his side and faced his mother, covering himself quickly with a sheet. "I love Marty, mum! I LOVE him. We've been sleeping together for a year now. Having sex, mum!" Jeff added the last bit angrily.
Come here, Marty, Jeff ordered, mentally.
Marty covered himself and walked over to Jeff, standing in front of his mate.
Jeff slipped his arms around his lover. "WE have been having SEX for a year, mum!" Jeff shouted, his eyes flooding with tears. Then he kissed the top of Marty's shoulder, and pulled him closer.
Anna blinked in shock. She sat weakly on Marty's empty bed. "This is what you want. It's what you both want. Neither of you is forcing the other?"
"I love him! It's what we want!" Said Marty.
Kiss me now, Marty, Jeff ordered his lover.
Marty turned in Jeff's arms and lightly kissed Jeff's cheek.
Jeff nodded at his mother, "I love him and it's what we want! Maybe I should have told you, mum, but I was afraid. I was afraid you'd take Marty from me, and I couldn't take that."
Anna nodded, "Jeff. You are my son. I love you. I think I knew, Jeff. I've seen the looks between the two of you, only I was too afraid to ask. It's okay." Anna moved to Jeff, then hugged him, "I love you."
Marty looked at Anna, his lip quivering, "Mrs. Randall..."
Anna moved quickly to Marty and hugged him, "Marty, I love you too. And I'm still your Mrs. Randall-mum, all right?" She kissed the top of his head.
Marty looked at her, and smiled, "Thank you. We have your blessing?"
Anna looked at him, "Well, you are very young. But I know you love each other. You've always loved each other. When did it become... being in love with each other?"
Jeff blinked, "A year ago today. And mum, we'd like to consummate our anniversary."
"Jeff!" said Marty, turning red. "She's your mother, Jeff! You don't say things like that to your mother!"
"Jeff, Marty," Anna paused, looking directly at the two of them, her hands in her lap, "I accept that you do love each other. And I, I accept that you are gay, but... I'm sorry, I can't accept you having sex in my house, or anywhere else for that matter. You're too young. Both of you."
Jeff looked at his mother, confused, "But we have, we've been doing it for a year!"
"I know, Jeff. I heard you tell me that."
Jeff, wait... we need to agree with her, or she'll kick me out. Maybe even send me back to my mother's house, Jeff. Be careful, and AGREE with her.
Marty. Listen, she's MY mother, Marty. Let me handle this. She's not going to take you from me, Marty, she's not!
Jeff! Were you listening to her? She's accepted us, Jeff. That's important. All we need to do is agree with her. We kept our love secret for a year. We can keep the sex secret too, if we need to. Now, please, for me... will you AGREE with her!
Anna looked at the boys, who were staring into each other's eyes oblivious, then was startled when Jeff said, "All right, Mum! All right. No sex in your house. How long do you expect us to obey that rule?"
"Jeff! Don't be insolent!"
Jeff glared at his mother. Marty leaned closer to Jeff. JEFF, please, just agree with her!
There was a pause, then Jeff said, "Marty, all right. All right, mum. How long do you expect us to wait, Mum?"
"Until you are both eighteen," Anna paused, "Or at least until you have your own flat! Now Jeff, what were you two doing?"
Jeff stared in shock. "You want details?"
"JEFF! You two were starting at each other, almost like you were in a conversation? Jeff, what were you two doing? I don't understand."
Mum, we were doing this! Jeff sent to her.
"Answer me, Jeff. What were you two doing?"
You try, Marty.
Mrs. Randall, WE WERE DOING THIS! sent Marty. Jeff shook his head, as if someone had screamed in his ear.
"Marty? Jeff? Will one of you answer me?" Anna looked from one to the other, "Look, I'm not angry, but I want to know."
Jeff and Marty looked at each other, then sent together, We were doing THIS.
Anna recoiled in shock, at barely hearing two voices in her head. "Jeff? Marty?"
"Mum, you heard us?"
"I felt... something, Jeff. Like you and Marty were in my head. But it was very, very faint, more of an impression than words. I couldn't understand at all."
"It's not faint for us, Mrs. Randall-mum. I can understand Jeff's thoughts and feel his emotions. Mrs. Randall, I can feel how much he loves me."
"Mum, it's, Marty can enter my mind, mum, talk to me without speaking. And I can do that with him, send him my thoughts, images, feelings. It's so hard to describe. But it is real."
Marty nodded, "We discovered it during our first time, but now..." he turned to Jeff, putting his hand on Jeff's shoulder, We talk like this all the time.
Then Jeff said "We talk like that all the time."
Anna looked from Marty to her son and back at Marty, "You just did it then, didn't you?"
Marty nodded, "I thought to him, 'We talk like this all the time,' you didn't hear me, did you?"
Anna shook her head, "No, Marty, no I didn't." She looked at Jeff and said, "It must be... incredible. Aren't you ever scared, Jeff?"
"No, I'm not. We share thoughts. I'd never take his thoughts. He'd never take mine. Just like he'd never force me to have sex, and I'd never force him. Mum, it's... it is love, mum."
Anna nodded, again, "Okay, then. I'm not even going to pretend to understand it. I don't think I could understand, this... ability, of yours, but, I can accept it. And I accept you both and that you love each other. But I do not want you sleeping together, having sex, at such a young age." Anna went to them both, and lightly touched each one on the shoulder, "I do love you both."
"Thank you, Mrs. Randall, thank you for understanding us. For not kicking me out," said Marty, formally.
"I'd never do that, Marty. Never." Then Anna smiled, "I'll leave you, then, get yourselves cleaned-up. And try to be downstairs in time for breakfast." Anna stood up, walked out of the room, and shut the door.
Marty looked at the door in shock. "I don't believe it!"
Jeff smiled, then pulled Marty on top of him in the bed, "Well, that wasn't so bad, after all."
"What?"
"She needed to know, Marty. One of these days we were going to get caught. I'm as happy as you are that she accepted our relationship, though."
Did you set that up, Jeff? Did you ask her to come in here this morning?
NO! I didn't set it up, Marty. But I've been expecting that, or something like it to happen for months. We live under the same roof. She's my mother. She's like a mother to you, as well. I think a mother can tell when her son is hopelessly, wildly in love!
And I'm hopelessly, wildly in love with you as well, you know.
I know. I love you, Marty. Now take me!
I love you, Jeff. Then Marty spread fresh oil on himself and on Jeff's arse, and entered him.