Date: Fri, 25 Oct 2013 15:20:47 -0400
From: preecherdave@gmail.com
Subject: Bad Boy Series 4

Bad Boy 4

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Previously

He was treated like a hero when they arrived at the bar. There were lots of
manly hugs and touches as the guys thanked him for what he had done for
Mike and how he had dealt with Steve. They assured him that things were
said and that Steve went home with a few bruises that he would remember the
next day. It felt good to be accepted by a group of guys most of whom were
straight and recognized his relationship with Sean.

Sean was incredibly gentle and they made love slowly for a long time until
they both finished with a lot of noise and touches. They repeated it again
the next morning. Both guys were accepting that this was not just a
fling. Sean realized that something had happened to him and he liked it. He
was really liking what Thomas' finger was doing to him but still the
irrational fear kept coming back. He would have to work on it.

Present

They spent the rest of the weekend together. The weeks turned into a month
and suddenly the summer was close. They had decided to do some camping and
canoeing and to spend some time at Thomas' parents' summer cottage on the
Canada Day holiday, July 1. This would be a first for both of them as
Thomas had never taken anyone to the cottage and Sean had not been in this
kind of a relationship before. It had become strong enough that Thomas had
suggested that they get tested so that they could give up condoms. Both
were OK.

Sean and Thomas came back to Sean's place on Tuesday night after a good
match where Thomas had scored two really good goals. Sean had news. His
firm was sending him to a conference out of the city for a weekend in late
June. Thomas was pleased that Sean had been asked. It showed his standing
in the firm.

A few days before Sean was to leave, Thomas bought a funny card that said
that he would miss Sean while he was away. It had some goofy pictures on it
and a nice salutation. He hoped that it would get a chuckle. He decided
that he would put it in his suitcase under some clothes as a surprise.

While Sean was packing his electronics in the living room, Thomas went in
and opened Sean's suitcase and lifted a layer of clothing to put the card
under them. There, starring him in the face, was an unopened box of
condoms. He swallowed hard. He felt as if he had been punched in the
stomach. He managed to compose himself and decided on the spur of the
moment to not mention it. He had to think this through. The last time he
had said something in the spur of the moment, he had regretted it. The
drive to the airport was very quiet. Sean figured that Thomas had had a
busy day and was tired. Thomas was just holding back the tears of
frustration and hurt. Sean gave him a peck on the cheek and said he was
looking forward to seeing Thomas on Sunday night. Thomas managed a 'see you
then'.

It was one of the worst weekends of his life. Luckily, he had day shifts on
Saturday and Sunday and was able to put the issue out of his mind. Late on
Sunday, he had formulated his plan. He would pick Sean up and find an
excuse to get into his luggage and see if there were condoms missing. Sean
was obviously excited about being back and seeing Thomas and talked non
stop about the interesting things that he had learned at the conference.

As they entered the condo, Thomas suggested that he would take Sean's stuff
to the bedroom and Sean could get some drinks for them. He opened the
suitcase and the box was there, opened. Five condoms were missing. A hell
of weekend you had Sean, was his first thought he had as he wrote something
in the card.

'Sean my apologies. My first time opening of your suitcase was to put this
card in as a goofy surprise. My second time was today and it was deliberate
to see if there were any items missing from the box. You can count and so
can I. Maybe at some time, in a while, we can sit down and discuss this.
Thomas'

He went out to the living room just holding back his feelings. "Sean, I
have had a really rough, bad weekend and I am not feeling all that great. I
think that I am going back to my place. There is a slightly more detailed
explanation in your suitcase." Before Sean could even reply, he was out the
door. Thomas saw a look of total surprise on Sean's face as he turned to
leave. He turned off his phone as he took the stairs down with tears
running down his face.

Sean was left with his mouth almost open at the speed of his departure and
then he realized that Thomas had said that there was a more detailed
explanation in his suitcase. He thought quickly and muttered oh shit to
himself. He guessed what might have happened. His pulse increased and he
suddenly felt almost sick as he walked quickly to the bedroom. There was an
envelope on top of the box of condoms. He opened it and read. Then, he
counted. Five missing. Shit, Thomas even apologized for being in his
suitcase.

He went back to the living room. There was Thomas' drink sitting untouched
on the table as a mute reminder of what had happened. O shit, what have I
done to him flashed through his mind. He tried phoning but he realized
quickly that Thomas had turned off his phone. Should he drive over and
explain? How could he have done this to Thomas? He, Sean, was a fucking
idiot. Literally. Suddenly, Sean realized that it would have been easier if
Thomas had been angry and in a fury with him. His reaction was of somebody
who had been deeply hurt. He had tears in his eyes as the situation really
hit him.

Neither guy slept well that night. Thomas' phone was still off the next
morning and when Sean phoned his place early on Monday morning, it went to
the answering machine and he left a message. Thomas had an early day shift
and managed to put everything aside and get through it. Sean dropped by
Thomas' place after work but there was no response. He finally phoned Mike
and asked if he could come over.

"Hi Sean. No Thomas with you? You must have been glad to see each other
last night." He paused. "Sean what's the matter. You look as if you have
lost your best friend."

"I have." The tears came and slowly the story. Mike never thought that he
would see Sean like this. They talked at length. Sean gave him a full
account leaving nothing out.

"Sean, you have to take the initiative. Meet him outside work and face
him. Tell him the story as you told me. It won't excuse you but it may
soften the blow for him. Shit the guy loves you so much. I think that you
do too. You have nothing to lose. If you don't go, you have lost him; if
you do go, you might be able to save it. I see him tomorrow about my arm
and I shall try to find out his schedule. You know that you are an idiot
but you are not a bad boy."

Sean simply shook his head yes. Sean eventually left for another restless,
sleepless night thinking about being called a bad boy. Was that him? Did he
just come across like a confident guy who knew what he wanted and just used
people for his own satisfaction? No damn it that wasn't how he felt about
Thomas.

Thomas was not looking forward to his appointment with Mike. He didn't want
to talk about Sean or the situation. He felt humiliated and defeated. He
had let this guy have his heart. Later in the day, Mike came in. "Mike, how
is the arm? You certainly don't look to be favouring it. Let us take a
look." The business like approach of doctor to patient seemed to work and
they spent the next minutes talking about the arm and rehabilitation. He
set up a schedule and rehabilitation program for Mike.

"So Thomas do you have a busy week? Are you lucky with all days?"

Thomas figured that he was being questioned. He might as well give the
information. "Yeah, days up to and including Wednesday and then two blessed
days off to catch up on things and relax and then nights on the
weekend. Not my favourite. It seems that all the crazies come out on the
weekends."

As he left the office, Mike turned to Thomas. "For what it is worth, he is
going crazy right now. Not sleeping and looks like hell." He paused for a
second. "Thanks for all the help with the arm." Mike smiled at him. "If YOU
need anyone to talk to, I'll leave you my number. Peter and I cannot thank
you enough for what you did for me and him. We care for you too." He
paused. "So does Sean, a lot." He handed Thomas his business card.

Thomas was left swallowing trying to catch his breath and holding back the
tears. He replayed Mike's words over in his mind many times. He too had
another night of disturbed sleep. The next day went fast as they had some
very interesting but difficult cases during the day. He left the hospital a
little later than usual. He figured he would go to a local restaurant and
have a bite to eat. He sure didn't feel like cooking and maybe a work out
after.

As he left from his usual door of the hospital, he saw a figure stand up
from a bench down the sidewalk. Sean look haggard with dark circles under
his eyes and his shoulders just slightly stooped. Their eyes met as the
distance closed between them. His first thought was 'you bugger'. His
second thought was that he wanted to go and comfort him as he would have
last week.

Sean spoke first. "Thomas, can we talk? Please? Maybe a last favour?"

"What do you want?" He said it with pain in his voice, almost with
desperation. It was a question.

"I want to talk to explain some things and if nothing else, closure for
both of us. I hate the word but I know now why people want it." Sean paused
looking at him not sure what to say next. In fact, Sean was formulating the
reasons why he wanted to talk to Thomas and it would be closure if it went
the wrong way. "Because when people lose something really special and
important to them, they need to be able to know that everything possible
has been said or done and then the inevitable is reality."

Shaking his head, "Sean there are so many times that you surprise me with
your insights."

Sean added, "And stupefy you with my stupidity."

"I'm hungry and tired. Let us go, eat and talk. We seem to operate well
that way. Our modus operandi." That got a grim, faint smile from
Sean. Sean's instant hope was that Thomas had used we or our several times.

They met at the restaurant. Thomas spoke first. "Let's just order and then
talk. It has been a long day."

"Thomas, it has been a long 3 days."

"For me it has been five, long days." Thomas exhaled. Sean winced at the
number knowing why they were different.

They each ordered a beer and food and took some sips. It was not what
either would call companionable silence.

"Thomas, first, I am so sorry to break your trust and love for me. I know
that I have hurt you. I went to the conference knowing that David would be
there. We have met each other at several of these in the past and hooked
up. He got me out of a major scrape a few years back and has sort of held
that over my head. He was not always subtle about that or his desires. We
met up on the Friday and I told him about you. He wasn't going to let that
stop him and 'spoil his weekend'. I told him no, we were not hooking up. He
was not pleased. We had some drinks with friends there and late in the
evening his pressure returned full force and I was a bit drunk and not
courageous. He used a condom on me. Thomas I knew what I was doing but I
thought of you several times. By the time he finished, I had lost my
erection and desire. I couldn't finish. It certainly didn't make any
difference to David.

A while later I woke to find him ready to go again and he put another
condom on me. I wasn't even erect and he tried to get me up. I said no and
took it off. We had quite a scene and I had to actually manhandle him. In
his anger as he was leaving, he called me a loser and ordered me to give
him some condoms so that he could go out and find someone more up to it. I
grabbed some; I guess I gave him three." He paused looking Thomas directly
in his eyes.

"I know you may choose to not believe my story but I cannot tell you how
much I was looking forward to seeing you, sharing the conference and my
life with you again."

Thomas didn't know how to respond to all that and he said the first thing
that came to mind."Well you certainly look like shit. Have you slept at
all?"

"Not much. Thomas, I have never had a relationship with anyone like you in
my life and I have thrown it away because I was a gutless wonder." He
shrugged his shoulders and Thomas could see the tears forming his
eyes. Sean's face was tight. His upper lip was pulled tightly over his top
teeth and his face was tightening and relaxing trying to control his
emotions.

"Sean, on Sunday night, I felt as if I had been punched in the stomach. I
was almost physically ill when I arrived home that night. That is how much
you had come to mean to me. This week has been awful. What do you want?"

Thomas heard the 'had come to mean'. Was that all gone?  His shoulders
drooped a bit and he grimaced knowing that his might well be his last time
with Thomas. Well, Mike said that this was his only hope and he was
correct. "I meant what I said outside the hospital. I would like to somehow
repair this or have you say that now you cannot trust me and you don't want
to share your life with me anymore. I realized this weekend and this week
that we had come to share our lives. The idiot I am blew it. I shall
understand if you say goodbye tonight but that is not what I want. But that
is not my choice to make now."

Thomas too had tears in his eyes. "Let's eat. This wonderful meal is
getting cold. I am being ironic." They ate quietly with each other taking
surreptitious glances at the other. Thomas' mind was racing. Sean had come
to him and clearly knew what he had done. He was prepared to have to walk
away. Thomas had a gut reaction and made a decision. "I don't want to get
your hopes up but I want to go home with you tonight. We need to talk. I
need to evaluate my feelings. Believe me, nothing is going to happen
tonight. I have tomorrow off. You have work but maybe we can meet for lunch
and have supper at your place. I think we have a lot to talk about."

"I have lots of time saved. I can take a day off tomorrow. Several people
have suggested that I take some time. It is that important to me. We could
talk, go for a walk. Your choice." Maybe there was a chance.

They went back to Sean's. Thomas had been here many times and yet it felt
so different. So many memories flooded back, almost all good, except for
the last weekend. He could see the box of condoms in his mind. Could he
trust him again? It would certainly take time. "Sean would you put on some
music and get me a scotch?" He did. Thomas signalled for him to sit beside
him. They sipped their scotch and Thomas told him about seeing Mike the
other day and how well he was doing. He told him about his football match
on Tuesday and what a horrible game he played. They chuckled at his
description of his awful playing. The chit chat seemed to break the ice a
bit. He asked about Sean's work week. Both of them yawned. Thomas assured
him that the day had been long, busy and difficult.

Sean said that he would take the couch after they had gotten ready for
bed. As Sean left the bedroom, Thomas came up to him at the door. "Thank
you for coming tonight. That took guts," and gave him a hug.

Thomas could hear Sean moving restlessly on the couch and he, himself, was
having the same problem. He made another instant decision. He went to the
door. "Sean, please come and hold me. I can't sleep."

Thomas relaxed as Sean put his arm around him and spooned behind him. He
fell asleep easily for the first time in 5 days. Sean took a while longer
realizing how good this felt and thinking how lucky he was even if for just
this night.

Sean slowly woke the next morning realizing that there was a strong arm
holding him tight. He could feel a hard erection pressing against him. He
didn't want to wake Thomas and he knew that only Thomas could make the
decision on sex. He lay there for a long time enjoying the closeness he had
missed for days. He felt a small movement behind him and then a soft
voice. "Morning big guy, I don't know about you but I need the bathroom."

"You go first."

Thomas got up and when he came back, his shorts were no longer tented. Sean
thought that it was lucky he had left erections untouched. Thomas would set
the timing, if any. When Sean came back, Thomas patted the bed beside
him. "Can you come for a few moments? I want to hold you."

They lay together with Thomas lightly holding Sean to him, each thinking
his own thoughts. Thomas realized how much he had missed this man. Sean
seemed genuinely upset. He had to believe his story and we all have our
weak moments. He had certainly seemed genuinely glad to be back on Sunday
night and shocked when Thomas had left. His reasons for wanting to talk to
him were filled with insight and good sense. Sean could have just said
'fuck it' and gone back to his old ways. Coming here had been
therapeutic. "Don't do this again. We promised each other we would have the
guts to tell the other if there was a problem. A repeat of this? I swear
that I will book an operating theatre and use a very old scalpel and remove
these. No anaesthetic." He reached down and squeezed Sean's balls.

"Threat or incentive?"

"Your choice." Some humour had reached Thomas' voice. "I think you have a
telephone call to make and I need coffee." Thomas held him tighter, brushed
his neck with his lips and slid out of bed. He loved the Sean smell.

As he fixed the coffee, he heard Sean finish the conversation with the
office manager. "Thanks Helen, I owe you. See you tomorrow." They chatted
about the day as they ate breakfast. Thomas kept looking at Sean. Finally,
he looked as if he had made a decision.

"Sean with all that happened yesterday, I never showered. I need one." He
paused. "You? Save water and gas?"

"I don't deserve this."

"I know. But I do." Oh god, how Sean loved that little, sly smile.

Sean's spirit and hope lifted as they finished undressing. Both were hard
by the time they undressed and neither tried to hide it. They were under
the warm spray when Thomas pulled Sean in for a kiss. It was gentle, almost
chaste, to start but that changed quickly. There was clearly a lot of
emotion stored up between the two. Not all of it good but it seemed to
becoming better. They washed every area of each others body. When Sean
leaned forward presenting his back and ass, he asked Thomas to do a really
good job 'down there'.  Then, "Thomas clean me, inside, please." He
shuddered when the finger went into him and cleaned him. He was harder than
ever when the finger came out. They dried each other off.

The foreplay on the bed was exciting and both were reaching a fever
pitch. They were ready. When Sean reached over and grabbed the lube and a
condom, Thomas looked at him and asked if they needed the condom.

"Thomas if you can trust me, no. I have told you what happened, exactly as
it happened on the weekend and I certainly have not been with anyone since
then. Thomas took the condom and dropped it on the floor. "Thomas, the
condom was not for me to put on but for you to put on yourself. Actually, I
would have liked to have put it on for you."

"Sean, you don't have to do this."

"You are wrong." He smiled but was deadly earnest. "I want to do it. You
are trusting me. I want to show my trust in you." He paused. He looked as
if he was blushing. "I was going to do this on Sunday night. It was going
to be MY surprise." He looked crest fallen. Then his face changed to
hopeful and he raised his eyebrows. "I could use your fingers for a
while. Quite a few actually." He smiled at Thomas and lay on his back with
his legs bent and legs apart.

Any reservation Thomas had, evaporated. "I think to start you should kneel
on the bed and I can do a lot of interesting things. It might be easier for
you."

Sean positioned himself kneeling on the bed with his legs apart. He felt
open and vulnerable; he had never realized how that could be a real turn
on. He was vibrating with anticipation. He could see his cock between his
legs swollen and red, moving slightly with his blood pumping. Thomas
started with kisses and his tongue to his back and then down to his ass. As
he tongued his crack and opening, he made feather touches to his cock. At
some point, Thomas must have put lube on his finger because it was slowly
caressing his opening and finally it was moving in a bit and then out and
then in farther until it was touching his prostate. Sean had never felt
anything like it. It was almost like an out of body experience. Finally, he
felt a lot of cold lube being put in him. There was just a moment of fear
that he managed to push out of his mind. This was Thomas and he had been
giving him the most incredible feelings.

Suddenly, Thomas stopped and moved beside him. "Sean, put lots of lube on
me. When you have put lots on, put on even more. Sean, I am going to go
really slowly. If you tell me to stop, I stop. If you tell me to pullout, I
pull out. I am not your cousin."

Sean motioned him to come closer. "Please don't ever compare yourself to
him. You are not in the same league." He kissed Thomas deeply as he put a
lot of lube on him and then some more.

Thomas eventually had three fingers in Sean moving them and expanding
them. He spent a long time doing it. Finally, he stopped and lined himself
up to Sean, leaned on him and put one hand on a nipple and the other gently
on his throbbing cock. He moved the head around his opening for more than a
minute and then starting pushing slightly in and withdrawing and then going
a little deeper each time. He spent many minutes repeating his actions. He
whispered to Sean to push out when he felt ready for him. Finally, he heard
Sean take a deep breath and push out. He slipped in with almost no
resistance. He held still. He felt Sean stiffen a bit. His fingers were
active on Sean and he whispered telling him how great he felt, how hot he
was. He kept repeating it. He waited minutes and slid in another inch.

"Oh shit, I feel so full. It feels strange but OK. No, it feels good. Go
deeper!" He said it while moaning deep in his throat.

"It may take a while but it will get better and better."

Thomas worked slowly moving slowly in and then out and then in just a bit
more. He was in heaven enjoying the tightness and the heat. "Sean, you are
so tight and hot. The feelings are exquisite." In fact, there were shock
waves radiating through Thomas' groin and body.

He was fully in, an amazing thing given Thomas' size and this being the
first time for Sean in years.  Thomas was one of those men whose cock
widened closer to the base. "Oh, Thomas fuck me. I have never had feelings
like this before." They went on for many minutes with Sean and Thomas
becoming more and more passionate. Suddenly, Thomas withdrew.

"Too close. I want to change position. I want to see you when you finish."

Sean lay on his back with his legs bent and spread wide. Thomas put on yet
more lube. They were face to face. Sean was able to reach up and touch and
pinch his nipples. That was a sensation that could send Thomas on to his
finish. Both men could feel the electrical charges that were going through
their bodies. It was Sean who yelled first. "Kiss me. I am ...." The kiss
interrupted his words as the Sean ejaculated shot after shot onto both of
them.

"Oh let me feel the contractions. Pinch me. Sean!" Sean pinched his nipples
softly and then harder. Sean could feel the change in rhythm and eventually
could feel Thomas' cock pulsing and his body shaking. Thomas' face was as
if it were being illuminated: it almost radiated light. Thomas' eyes were
wide, his mouth open and his breathing fast and loud. There were tears in
both men's eyes.

"Thomas, that has never happened to me like this in my life. Thank you for
the patience over the last months. You are the best thing that has ever
happened to me." Thomas, who by now, was beside Sean, reached over and
wiped the tears off and kissed him gently. No need for words.


Author's Note
There is another chapter written. Hope you enjoyed this one.


Let me know your thoughts on this chapter       preecherdave@gmail.com

If you liked this story, you might want to read the others that I have
published on Nifty. In particular, Unexpected Change which has had the most
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