The Men of the Family – Tape 3 – Friend’s Visit – Apolo Adrii, Apolo XL and Hugo Dupre

Apolo and I have been friends since we were young. Best friends at one time. I guess having the same name, and an unusual one at that, made it impossible for us not to notice each other in school. When we discovered that we only lived a few blocks apart, a friendship was sealed. It was that night in the tent, camping by the river, that things changed. I don’t know if it was the fact that the wind and rain chilled the air, or the mild sense of fear evoked by the thunder crashing and lightning ripping across the sky overhead that brought us together. We found ourselves snuggled into our zipped together sleeping bags. A refuge from the storm. No one could hear us above thunder. No one would come looking for us in the rain. We were literally in our own little world where the every day seemed far away. A fertile garden where the unspoken feelings between us could take root and grow. I can’t remember who kissed who first. I only know that it felt like the most right thing in the world at that moment. Once that door was opened, everything else was inevitable. That night we discovered what love was. What our bodies were meant for. Those were wonderful years, but we didn’t take them seriously enough. I moved away to pursue my career. Apolo got married and had a son. We never lost touch, but what we had became a fond memory. Then I found myself going back to my home town. I called Apolo to let him know I was coming. I didn’t expect anything but was thrilled when he insisted that I would stay with him and meet Hugo. I arrived late and Hugo had gone to bed. Apolo and I had a glass of wine and a quick catch up before we were off to bed too. One thing that he shared, wanting me to know before it became obvious, was that he was having sex with his son. I was surprised but the nonchalant way in which he mentioned it made it almost seem normal.