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hand before holding it out. "Hello, sir. How are you?"
    "Fine, son, fine!" His father took his hand and pulled him in for a fierce hug, slapping him hard on the back a few times before releasing him. The hug was unexpected, something he couldn't remember his father ever doing, and it caught him off guard.
    "So, who's this you brought with you?" When his father turned his attention to Alex, looking him over from head to toe, Chance began to tremble, stuttering out his response.
    "Mom, Dad… t-this is Alex Sharp," He looked up into Alex's face, silently begging his support. Alex arched an eyebrow, expectantly waiting to hear how Chance would explain his presence. Chance smiled weakly and took a deep breath, lowering his eyes and forcing the rest out with his exhaled breath. "He's my boyfriend."
    At first his declaration was met with silence, stretching on for maybe twenty seconds. His parents shared a look between them, conversing without words before his mother stepped forward and offered her hand to Alex.
    "Well, this is a surprise. It's a pleasure to meet you, Alex. Please, won't you come in and sit?"
    "Thank you, Mrs Marshall. The pleasure is all mine, I'm sure." Alex accepted her handshake and followed her into the parlor. His mother sat in her customary chair and Alex sat on the couch across from her.
    Stunned by his mother's casual reaction, Chance dared a glance at his father, hoping to gauge his reaction. The look in his father's eyes confused him. He didn't know how to describe it; not angry exactly, not disgusted, but interested. He smiled knowingly at Chance, slapping him on the shoulder and steering him into the parlor. Chance settled onto the sofa next to Alex, who immediately took his hand while his father settled into the seat next to his wife.
    "Well now, Alex, is it? Why don't you tell us a little about yourself? Did you two meet at school?"
    Excited by the attention, Alex launched into a colorful narration detailing his career. His parents were both apparently listening with rapt attention, making Alex feel welcome while Chance sat by, stunned. He pinched himself, convinced he had to be dreaming. This couldn ' t be happening, could it?
    His parents and his lover sat together, talking and laughing like old friends and Chance forced himself to join in, trying to ignore the insistent feeling that he had somehow stepped into an alternate dimension.
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    Several hours later, Chance followed Alex into their suite and closed the door behind them. He turned and leaned with his back against the door, finally allowing the tension to leave his neck and shoulders. Alex and his parents had chatted for hours, laughing and joking while Chance watched in amazement. They had even eaten dinner with his parents and the experience left him tense, his feelings raw.
    Chance watched while Alex undressed. His tie landed on the bed, his shirt falling to the floor at his feet. "Oh, my god, Chance! Your parents are amazing! I can't believe you were so worried about coming out to them. I mean, really. They were dolls! The way you went on about them I was expecting warty trolls who breathed fire." Alex shot him a dirty look before grabbing his toiletry bag and heading into the bathroom.
    Chance sighed and pushed away from the door, gathering up Alex's discarded clothes before walking over to his own bag, which had been left on top of his usual dresser. He unzipped his suitcase and dug around looking for his shaving kit. He opened it and smiled, pulling out the condoms and lube he'd stashed inside.
    Alex had quickly figured out on their first date that Chance was a virgin. Ever since, Chance had tried repeatedly to entice Alex into fucking him, but he always refused. They'd shared hand jobs and exchanged incredible blow jobs, but Alex refused to take things any further. He wouldn't even move in with Chance, not until he was convinced that Chance was ready to take things to the next level.
    Chance appreciated Alex's consideration at