Grand Tour
by Etienne
This book was rejected by two
publishers for the same reason: it deals with first cousins falling in love and
having sex. I don’t understand the
objection to cousins having relationships.
In fact, it was once quite common.
If my gr-gr-gr-gr-grandfather hadn’t married his first cousin in late 18th
century Virginia, I wouldn’t be here. Of
course, that wasn’t too good for the children.
My gr-gr-gr-grandfather had 13 children by two wives, only four or five
of which survived infancy. Of course,
with male/male cousins, the issue of flawed offspring, is moot. One of the publishers wanted me to change the
story and make the cousins merely good friends, but I declined. The whole point of the story was to address the
effect on cousins from two of Boston’s most Brahmin of Brahmin families having
a relationship.
Blurb:
William and Henry are cousins,
sons of identical twin brothers, and members of two well known Boston Brahmin
families. They've roomed together through prep school, Harvard, and Harvard
Law, and dated some of Boston's most eligible young women. In fact, social-climbing mothers often threw
their allegedly virginal daughters at them, in hopes of obtaining a match.
Instead of taking a grand tour
of Europe, they opt to go backpacking around the US, and are taken prisoner and
sexually assaulted in a small southern city. The assaults make them realize how
they've always felt about each other, but first, they have to escape.
After their escape they plan and
execute an elaborate trap and ultimately catch their attackers red handed.
After their attackers are tried and convicted, they settle down to practice law
together on Beacon Hill.
Excerpt: (the cousins, having
graduated from Harvard Law School, have decided to backpack around the country
rather than take the grand tour of Europe their families had offered them. In a small town in South Carolina, a
policeman offers them shelter from the rain and takes them to the police
station. In a holding room Henry is
brutally raped by a cop. The other cop
had expressed a desire for a blow job, so William offers to give him one, and
gets revenge for his cousin by doing maximum damage to the cop’s erection with
his teeth in the process.)
Henry is narrating.
“William,” I said.
“What?”
“I have something to say to
you. Something clicked inside of me
while I was being raped and later when I watched Starling knock you out.”
“I’ve got something to say to
you as well,” he said, “but you go first.”
“I love you, William. I’ve always loved you, but I never realized
until now how much I love you. I’m not
talking about brotherly love here you understand. I love you in exactly the same way that my
father loves my mother.”
Having said that, I lay down
full length on top of him and kissed him thoroughly. He began to kiss me back and we kissed for a
while, then he broke the connection. We
had both become erect during the kissing.
“Henry,” he said, “when I saw
that bastard raping you, I had a sudden realization that I love you, too. I can’t believe I never realized it before.”
“Shut up and fuck me,” I said.
“Say what?”
“Those guys are going to come
back here sooner or later and kill us,” I said.
“Think about it—they don’t dare leave any witnesses to what they
did. And if I’m going to die, I want to
die knowing that at least once I had an opportunity to show you just how much I
love you.”
“Aren’t you worried that I’ll
hurt you just like he did?”
“I remember the pain of that guy
raping me,” I said, “how could I possibly forget that. But If I’m going to die with a memory of
pain, I’d much rather that memory be a part of the process of giving you
pleasure. Now shut up and fuck me. I don’t know how much time we have, but we’re
wasting it with all this talk.”
“Okay,” he said. “Roll over on your stomach.”
“No,” I said, “not that way.”
“What?”
“I want to be on my back, with
my legs in the air, so I can see the pleasure on your face.” I rolled off him and over onto my back. “Hurry, we don’t have a lot of time.”
He didn’t say anything else; he
just got on his knees between my legs and raised my heels to his
shoulders. He spat on his hand and used
the spit to lubricate his erection as best he could. As he began to slowly insert it into me, I
winced at the intrusion.
“I knew this was a bad idea,” he
said. “I’m hurting you.”
“Hopefully it will pass,” I
said, “in any case, shut up and fuck me.”
As he began to slowly thrust in
and out of me, the pain was replaced by a feeling that I couldn’t describe.
“You don’t know how good this
feels,” he said.
“Yes, I do,” I said. “Go faster and deeper.”
He complied and began to thrust
deeply into me. At the bottom of every
stroke he must have found my prostate, because my erection began to twitch with
every thrust. He noticed this and,
bending double, took my erection into his mouth and began to suck it.
“What are you doing?” I said.
He took his mouth off of my
erection long enough to say, “The same thing you are and for the same reason,
that is, writing a good memory over the top of a bad one.” He put his mouth back where it had been and
continued to fellate me.
After a few minutes, he grunted,
and I actually felt him spurt inside me.
Mere seconds later I erupted into his mouth. Eventually he pulled out of me and placed my
legs back on the floor before climbing back on top of me and kissing me.
“You cheated,” I said.
“Cheated?”
“Yes, cheated,” I said. “I didn’t get to see your face when you
came.”
“Next time,” he said. “If there is a next time. But first, we’ve got to get out of this
mess.”
We got up, removed dry clothing
from our backpacks, and dressed. Then we
stowed our still wet clothes and damp towels in the packs so that we were ready
for flight should the opportunity arise.
Sometime later we heard footsteps in the hallway, followed by someone
fumbling with the doorknob.
“Whatever happens, William, know
that I love you more than I can ever tell you.”
“I love you, too, Henry. Just as much, perhaps more.”
The door began to open and we
both stood behind it waiting to pounce.
* * * * * * * * *
Excerpt: (It’s a couple of days later, and the
cousins have escaped from their captors and made their way to a hotel in
Atlanta, where they are recuperating—and exploring their new-found status)
William is narrating.
“Okay,” I said. “While I shower why don’t you order us a
snack of some sort?”
“Anything in particular?” he
said
“No,” he said. “Just something to tide us over until
dinner. Surprise me.”
I went into the bathroom, shut
the door, and stood under the shower for a long time. When I finished, I toweled myself dry and
walked naked back into the room with my towel over my shoulder. I saw that a waiter, Sam according to his name
badge, was in the process of setting up a plate of cheese and fruit on the desk
and pouring wine from a carafe.
Henry noted my presence and
said, “William, wrap your towel around yourself. We’re not alone.”
“I can see that,” I said as I
walked to where Henry and Sam were standing, “but I don’t think Sam minds a
bit. I think he likes what he sees,
don’t you, Sam?”
Sam nodded his head.
“You are gay, aren’t you, Sam?”
I said.
Sam nodded again.
“I’ll bet you’re good at oral
sex, too?” I said.
Sam found his voice and said,
“So I’ve been told.”
I walked over to the night
stand, retrieved my watch, and returned to stand in front of Sam and
Henry. “Are you a betting man, Sam?” I
said.
“Sometimes,” he said.
“Good,” I said, “because I have
a little bet for you. If you can make me
hard in ninety seconds, using just your mouth, you can have it any way you want
it. But if you fail, you have to do
something for me.”
Sam actually licked his lips
before asking, “What?”
“I can’t tell you now,” I said,
“but I promise you it will not involve sex, it won’t cost you anything, and I
think you’ll enjoy it. I held my watch
in front of me and looked at the second hand.
Your ninety seconds start right now.”
Sam dropped to his knees in a
flash and took my penis in his mouth.
Holding on to my legs to balance himself, he began to lick and suck. I watched the second hand of my watch, being
careful to maintain a totally ‘poker face’.
It was difficult to ignore the sensations that Sam’s talented mouth and
tongue were producing. Finally I said,
“Forty seconds left.”
Sam started working a little harder
and I began a countdown. It took all of
my self-control to keep from sprouting wood, but eventually I said, “Time,” and
stepped back from Sam, who got to his feet.
Henry was still standing beside
us with a totally dumfounded look on his face, so I took his hand and placed it
on my penis. “Make it hard,” I said.
Henry squeezed it a few times
and it sprang to attention. “See,” I
said to Sam, “it only works for him.” I
wrapped my towel around my waist as I said it and added, “Now about the bet.”
“What?” Sam said.
“Until a few days ago, Henry and
I had always thought that we were straight, but as it turns out, we aren’t so
we’ve never been out and about in gay society.
What I want to do is to go to a gay restaurant, or failing that, a
gay-friendly restaurant. Then I would
like to go to a couple of gay bars just to see what it’s like. You can be our tour guide; you can even bring
a date; we’ll pay for everything.”
“Sure, why not?” Sam said. “When?”
“When’s your next night off?” I
said.
“Friday,” Sam said.
“Then Friday it is,” I said.
When the door had closed solidly
behind Sam, Henry gave me a look and said,
“One of these days you’re going to give me heart failure.”
“Who, me?” I said.
“Yes, you,” he said.
“Well, lover,” I said, “to quote
a well-known Harvard Law School graduate, ‘that’s what keeps life so
interesting, isn’t it’?”
* * * *
BIO
Etienne lives in central
Florida, very near the hamlet in which he grew up. He always wanted to write
but didn't find his muse until a few years ago, when he started posting stories
online. These days he spends most of his time battling with her, as she is a
capricious bitch who, when she isn't hiding from him, often rides him
mercilessly, digging her spurs into his sides and forcing the flow of words
from a trickle to a flood.
He is the author of 17 novels
and 2 novellas, all but two of which are available from Dreamspinner Press: http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/index.php?cPath=55_346
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