Date: Wed, 27 Jun 2012 02:55:47 -0400 From: Jesse Jesse Subject: Being Seen, Pt 3 In one fluid movement Seth had wrapped lithe arms around me, pulled me into him, and lain back onto the smooth floor of the rock cliff. I allowed my hand to wonder, feeling his chest and abdomen through the cotton shirt he had on, and then making my way toward his chin and face. Suddenly I felt tears well in my eyes. Seth, sensing something amiss, brought my face toward his. "What's wrong? Have I done something, have I said something?" I found myself smiling through teary eyes. "No. You've done nothing wrong. Actually, you've done everything right. That's what's so wonderful about it. Seth you're the first person in such a long time that's actually seen me, just me. Unless I've mentioned it, you've never pressed and prodded me for details or made hateful remarks about my parents' fighting. You've only ever just seen me. I don't mean to sound selfish, but do you know how wonderful that is? Some people live out their lives feeling like they're always under an older sibling's shadow, or a friend's accomplishments. My life has been overshadowed by my parents' divorce. Hell, I even had one of my best friends ask me yesterday what I thought would happen to my mom and dad's money, once the divorce was final. He couldn't be bothered to ask me how I was feeling. Just like everyone else, he's too busy wondering about the scandal." Green eyes seemed to peer into my soul. "Jesse I told you, I know what it's like. I know how you feel. I may not be able to change the rest of the world, but I'll be damned if I'm gonna turn around and treat you the same way I was when I was younger." I pressed my lips to his again. "And that's why I've grown to love you." Seth returned the kiss, this time allowing his tongue to trace my lips again. For what seemed like ages we lay together, watching the sun rise that morning. Finally, after the sun had risen high into the sky and brightened the valley below, Seth suggested we make our way back to the river house. The trip back down the ridge seemed far shorter than the climb up. Indeed, I felt as though I were going to float off the back of Milly as we wound our way through the narrow trail down the mountain. Seth seemed to be in higher spirits than usual himself as, once we'd arrived home, he hummed and clanged his way through the kitchen making breakfast. Later in the afternoon a car horn sounded as Grandpa's truck came rumbling down the road. He smiled brightly as he pulled into the yard. "Well, you're looking well fella!" I found myself smiling giddily, but in the back of my mind the matter of mine and Seth's kiss lingered. I wasn't too sure how Grandpa would take this news. He was pretty old-fashioned after all. He stayed with us into the afternoon and shared lunch by the river. He chuckled as he munched on his sandwich. "Damned if even a peanut butter sandwich don't taste better in the outdoors. I was a fool for not moving in this little house years ago, but your grandmother wouldn't have it. By the way Seth, how's Ryan?" The look on Seth's face shocked me. The sandwich he'd been eating fell onto the blanket he'd spread onto the ground. I couldn't decide if it was more of humiliation or panic, or maybe a little of both. Finally he mumbled a "fine" and stuffed his mouth with the sandwich he'd hastily picked up. Grandpa seemed to have realized something I hadn't as he stood. "Well, that should be something to talk about after while. Didn't realize you hadn't yet. I guess I'd best be going." Surprised and bewildered by what had just transpired, I followed Grandpa to the truck. "Gramps won't you stay with us for a little while longer? You're leaving awfully sudden." Grandpa smiled as he turned and hugged me. "No, I've just remembered something that need's taking care of. I'll be back out in a couple of days. Jesse I'm so glad you're happier. We've been so worried about you, your grandmother and me. I don't know what Seth's doing, but I hope he keep's it up!" And with that he was gone. When I returned Seth still seemed edgy about something. I sat beside him, resting my head on his shoulder. "Well, don't know what that was about, but he sure left in a hurry!" Seth's face grew very serious. He studied me for a moment, and when he spoke the serious tone of his voice took me by surprise. "Jesse there's something I need to tell you, something I'm not sure how you're going to react to. I should have told you before now, but I just couldn't find the right time. It's about the person your grandfather called Ryan." My stomach began to churn. I began to feel ill. This was it. After we'd kissed and I'd spilled my guts to him, he was gonna tell me that Ryan was a boyfriend, or maybe even someone he'd married in another state. I felt my eyes begin to sting, but I clenched my jaw and readied myself for what I believed was going to be the worst. "Jesse Ryan's been a part of my life now for four years. He's the best thing that's ever happened to me. He's a miracle I didn't expect......" "Oh Seth, why don't you just say it. Don't drag this on and make me suffer. I should've known someone like you was too good to be true. Just tell me how long you two have been dating, and that I need to know that that kiss was just something to make me feel better about myself." Tears streamed down my eyes and my face burned red. Hurt and surprisingly angered, I just wanted to hear this and be done with it. Seth stared at me in shock for a moment, a look of hurt on his own face. "Jesse Ryan isn't someone I'm dating or a boyfriend or something. Ryan is my son.............." A sickening feeling washed over me, threatening to make me ill on the spot as I realized what Seth had just told me. "Your.....your son?" "Yes, Ryan is my son." "I....I didn't know you had a son. You....you didn't...." "Well, like I said, I waited for the right time, but it just never seemed to come. " Again tears stung my eyes, but not from hurt. A red hot feeling of shame and foolishness ran through me. "Seth I'm so sorry. Really, I'm so, so sorry! Oh Seth, please forgive me. How......when.....where is he?" Seth smiled a weak smile. "He lives with his mother. We met a few years ago. I never liked her. She was a bitch then, and still is. But when you're drunk as hell and feeling low, a woman offering to get into bed with you don't seem like such a bad idea. It's still kinda amazing to me how one night changed everything. She came crying to me not long after that, telling me she was pregnant. At first she threatened to get an abortion and all kinds of stupid stuff, unless I kept her up. Even though I'd never even seen my son yet, I knew I'd do whatever it took to take care of him, and I did. Worked three jobs, quit college, all just to see to her every whim. That's how I met your grandpa, looking for those odd jobs. When Ryan was born she took off to the other end of the state. I see him a few weeks every so many months along. Jesse I' m so sorry. I should have told you before now. I feel like an ass for it, but I just couldn't figure out how to go about it." Suddenly, despite all I'd just been told and was trying to process, I felt myself begin to smile. I didn't know if it was for the love I felt for the man beside me or for pure, unadulterated relief at what his news had really turned out to be. All I knew was that I didn't care. Reaching over, I placed a tender kiss on his lips as I tried to joke. "So, you're a father, huh? I think that's kinda sexy." A mischievous grin spread across Seth's face. "Well, you know, I've been told that a few times before." "Oh yeah? Well, has anyone ever done anything about it, anything like this?" Seth gasped as my hand made contact with the crotch of his jeans and began rubbing his groin. Despite never having done anything with another guy, I found myself smiling impishly at the reaction I was getting. "Did anyone ever tell you what a turn on you are 'Daddy?' Cause, you know, I think you're a real turn-on!" Something between a groan and a growl rumbled through Seth's half-parted lips. I took this as my cue. One hand snaked up under his shirt while the other rubbed and massaged his groin. My fingers traced a thin trail of hair that ran all the way from his waist to his chest. Finally I pulled my hands out from his shirt and began unbuttoning from the bottom up. The sight that unfolded before me was breathtaking. Seth was, just as I'd imagined, muscular and fit. Though his arms had a "farmer's tan," his stomach was paler and more natural, and for me this was all the more sexy. I allowed my hands to explore the muscular body splayed before me. Seth writhed and tensed against the roaming hand that explored and massaged his body. I found myself lightheaded at what I was experiencing. I'd never touched another guy in a manner like this before in my life, and the sensual electricity that shot through my limbs at the mere touch of Seth's skin under my hand practically drove me insane. Finally any reservations I had were overcome by the sheer erotic tension I was feeling from Seth's hot skin under my hand and his heavy breathing, and I through all caution to the wind as I found the button to his jeans. I fumbled for only a second with the buttons, and finally, ever-pressed and encouraged by the overwhelming passion I felt, gave one surprisingly strong tug and brought button and zipper both popping off and shooting into the grass several feet away. Seth lay gaping speechless at what he'd just witnessed, but my attention had focused elsewhere. The fly of his jeans being unbound, it had come bulging, practically springing, out, bound now by only a thin, sheer layer of cotton. It was massive. There was no other way to describe the sight before me. Even not completely hard, Seth's dick was a good eight inches, and still growing. How it strained against the thin cotton that held it captive. I allowed my hands to trace the elastic band of Seth's underwear, feeling the treasure trail of hair that brushed through my fingers. It seemed with each touch of my hand his cock grew stiff and longer until finally the head began to peek from beneath the elastic band. I paused for a second to admire the beauty before me before allowing myself to press on. But as I reached for the elastic band, my breath bated at what lay beneath, a rough hand grabbed mine. Seth's green eyes were suddenly filled with tears. "Jesse I can't let you do this. It's wrong. I'm 26 years old, and you're still just a teenager. Do you know what would happen if someone caught us? I'm so sorry I've let this go on this long. I should have stopped you long before now." I found my own voice quivering, my body shaking, as I replied, but the words that came spilling out of my soul surprised even me. "Seth I don't care what anyone else thinks. I'm not worried about the rest of the world, and if you're that worried, I can keep a secret till I die. All I know is what I feel right now, here, just you and me together. Oh Seth, I love you! I know it sounds cheesy, and maybe even childish, but I honestly do love you. I feel more love for you than anyone I've ever know, because you've shown more love to me than anyone else. You've not just given me words, but you've shown me love. Seth, please, please let me show you how I feel. I need you to know how I feel." Seth's eyes, though still very serious, softened and I felt rough, calloused hands begin to caress my cheeks. He stared at me intently for what seemed an unbearable eternity, saying nothing, but his actions that followed spoke everything I needed to hear. Lifting himself ever so slightly, he pulled his underwear and jeans off one swift motion , never losing eye contact with me. Though half laying on my side, I found myself swaying at the sight before. This tall, muscled stud lay sprawled before me, his scruffy chest heaving with lust and anticipation, a cock I guess to easily be ten inches standing fully erect, waiting to be loved. Though for that momentary lapse I lost all composure, I wasted no time in attempting with everything I could give to show him just what I felt for him. Taking in his masculine smell, I all but buried my face in his groin. Beginning with his balls, I lapped and licked my way around his groin, sucking and caressing each ball. Though I'd never had any sexual experience, from what I imagined to be pleasurable and the moans and groans my attention was drawing from Seth, I surmised that I was doing something enjoyable. I licked all around his cock, even licking and loving the insides of his legs. I lapped and worked my way from his waist up his abdomen to each nipple, sucking and loving, and finally when I'd covered every inch of his middle, I began making my way back to the throbbing boner waiting on my attention. I had no more than encircled the head of Seth's cock with my lips than he gasped and moan wildly. His hand found my hair and began entwining themselves in it. At first a slight worry crossed my mind that he would become so overwhelmed that he might try to force the situation, but even in all his pleasure, he was gentle. As I slurped and sucked, his hands simply wound themselves through locks of my hair as he gasped and softly called my name. I didn't know how long I loved and cared for his throbbing cock, though I still remember it being so large that more than once I caught myself almost gagging. Finally, however, I felt him tense and begin to stiffen, but before he could have a chance to blow I pulled away. At first he seemed confused by my pulling away, but as he stared into my eyes for a moment he realized what I desired. "All right baby." At first I thought Seth was being cute and playing payback for ripping his jeans, as he literally pulled my shirt apart at the seams and practically ripped my jeans and underwear from my body. But as he shuddered while laying back upon the soft grass and I straddled his abs to mount, I realized that, though he had tried to be strong and deny it, he desired this as much as me. It was only as I sat straddled across his stomach that I truly realized how inexperienced I was. It was at this point that I had no clue what to do. Oh sure, I knew the basic idea, so to speak, but otherwise, nothing. Seth seemed to realize this as well as he smiled at me. "Spit." He chuckle softly at the look I gave him. "In your hand, spit and then lube me up. I'm pretty big, so this will hurt at first anyway. We don't want you feeling any more pain than you already will." Spitting several times, I lathered Seth's massive, throbbing cock up and down and rubbed his own precum all over the shaft. Finally when his cock was slippery and wet, Seth took me by the waist and lifted me slightly to position me to mount him. Never in my life had I experienced the pain those first few moments brought as Seth gently worked his way into me, and this was what surprised me most of all. Though he went ever so slow and gently, the sheer size of his cock made me feel as though I were being split in two from my ass up. Stopping momentarily at the whimper I couldn't hide, his face became serious again. "Are you all right? Are you sure you want this?" Though in one sense I felt like I was dying, my reply was sure. "I need this!" "Just relax baby. The more you relax, easier it will be." Though I was still in pain, I forced myself to follow Seth's guidance and began to try my damnedest to relax. Though it took a while, eventually Seth was right. As he began a slow rhythm, I began to feel pleasure, minute at first, but growing until I became practically delirious. Ever gentle, Seth kept a slow rhythm, never trying to force himself or think only of his own pleasure. As we went on he whispered to me, his green eyes sparkling brilliantly. Finally came that most pleasurable, wonderful moment when our bodies and souls connected, experiencing as much pleasure as either of us could stand, and with one great gasp from me and a might groan from Seth, he came flooding within me and I came all over both our stomachs, eventually collapsing onto him. The smile that shone down onto me made all the pain I'd felt in those first fleeting moments worth every second. I knew instantly that I'd do it all over again. Strong arms encircled my smaller body and spooned me into his chest. Tender lips planted kissed in my hair and across my forehead. As we lay staring up into the sky it dawned on me that the evening had waned around us into twilight, the stars glistening overhead. Though nothing separated us from the ground beneath us, I was amazed at how comfortable I felt in the cradle of Seth's body and the soft grass. Somewhere in the distance an owl hooted softly. The water from the river whispered its soft song until finally I found myself being lulled almost to sleep. Seth moved slightly to reach for the blanket that had lain next to us through the evening and draped it over us both. As the sounds of the early southern summer's night made their chorus of a comforting lullaby, I found myself drifting to sleep. Never in my life had I slept so soundly, nor had I felt so safe.