Date: Wed, 29 May 2013 15:54:16 +0200
From: Thys Van Rooyen <mpj720317@gmail.com>
Subject: Michael's Romantic Weekend Get-Away Part five

Michael's Romantic Weekend Get-Away (Part Five)

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Michael's Romantic Weekend Get-Away (Part Five)

I stood there in front of the bathroom mirror, hands on the wash basin leaning
forward looking at myself. There were tears rolling down my face. Get a grip
your asshole I kept on telling myself in my head. You had the most beautiful man
in your bed, you just had the most incredible sex ever and here you are crying
like a baby in the toilet. Nice way to impress the man that you would like to see
again.

But the more I think about it, the more tears ran down my face. I should have
stopped this when I still had a change.

I jumped with freight when there was a sudden knock on the door.

	"You okay?" I heard his voice through the door.
	"Yeah I am all right!" I lied, "I will be right out!"

I opened the cold water tap and rinsed my face. Pulling myself together, I dried
my face and walked out into the room. Nate was sitting there at the foot end of
the bed, looking at me. His eyes caring, as he smiled,

	"Are you okay?" he wanted to know. He got up, hand on my chin he lifted
my face to look me in the eyes.

	"Yeah, I am fine. Why shouldn't I be? I just had the most wonderful sex,
with the most beautiful man, why wouldn't I be okay!" I answered.

He looked down out me, those big brown eyes looking deep into mine.

	"Nice try, and thank you for the compliments, but is obvious you have
something on your mind!" he said, his hand still holding my chin up. "You want to
talk about it. I have heard from people that I am a good listener!"

I smiled, could this man be for real?

	"Are there anything you are not good at?" I asked him jokingly, trying to
change the subject.

He frowned,

	"Well I do think that I am not good in getting you to talk to me!" he said,
as he let go of my chin. I sat down on the bed. He got beers for us and sat next
to me. He gave me my beer,

	"Please tell me what's on your mind? Did I do something wrong?" he
wanted to know.

I looked at him,

	"Please, no, you did everything perfect!" I quickly set him straight.

'	"Then please tell me what is wrong?" he asked again.

I wasn't sure if I should tell him, but I did it in anyway. Besides if nothing
happens after this again, at least I had a taste of what it could have been like
being with a man like him. Taking a big sip of my beer, I took a deep break and
I started.

	"I know this mind sound silly to you. You might even reconsider going out
with me again, but I had this urge of being truthful to you. Don't ask me, I just
needed to get everything out in the open. Since meeting you I had experience
many emotions and silly things, of which you are to blame for . . . "I said, he just
smiled as I started my story at the beginning.

I told him that I wasn't some or other lovesick puppy, which will go psycho on
him. Told him that if had pets that they would just be fine. I was babbling, I
was nervous as hell. Isn't that a change, nervous as hell, not as horny as hell?

I told him where I was from and what I was doing in Durban. I told him that I
resigned, and I have given him my reasons as well. I have mentioned the name of
my company and he surprised me by saying that he knew about the company. I
didn't ask him how. I was only too eager to get my say over and done with.

I told him that I was living an unhealthy life style, that I was alone. I needed
someone in my life. I told him that I would go back to my old job in a heartbeat
if they keep to their promise, of better working hours that would give me a
change to meet that special someone to share my life with.

I told him that I was here to catch on, on all the sex that I have missed for so
long. I even told him about all my encounters I had so far. I don't know if that
was the right thing to do, but I did it in any way. My dad taught me that
honesty was the best policy.

I also told him that I was fine with things as they were that I have enjoyed
myself. Well I had enjoyed myself until I've met him. I told him that the sex
with him was great, and that it made me realize, that it wasn't the sex I craved
for, but the man that came with the sex. All the other encounters were sex and
nothing else. Since I have met him it was all about him, I was more concern with
him than with the sex. Again I told him that the sex was great and that I would
love nothing more than to feel him in me again.

I had my doubts before we had sex the first time; I was afraid that I might
like it more than I should, and I was right. I liked it more than I should have. I
told him that he made me nervous, that I act silly around him, it was all signs
that I liked him, and that I wouldn't want to make him part of my string of one
night stands.

When I finished with what I had to say I took a big sip of my beer. He
suddenly put his hand on my thigh and squeezed it,

	"You impress me more and more by the minute. You have many good
qualities and I love your honesty and your innocence!" he said looking down at his
crotch. His cock was rock hard again. "And it still doesn't change the fact that
I really want to make love to you again and again. Let's get dressed. I want to
show you something!" he said getting up from the bed.

	"But your cloths-"I started to say, he leaned down and kissed me.

	"It was a nice gesture of you to have them send down for drying, it gave
me time to get you into bed, but I do have a set of dry cloths in my gym bag!"
he said.

Again, Nate had me speechless.

We got dressed and left the hotel room, when we got to the underground
parking garage he asked me if it would be okay if he drive. I had no problem
with it as I didn't know Durban that well but did remind him that it was a rental
and that my insurance will not cover any accidents made by him. He promised to
be careful.

It stopped raining outside and the sun was shining as we drove out of the
underground parking garage. I asked him where we were going and told me that
I should wait and see. He did promise to have me back at my hotel with enough
time to get ready for tonight.

Well I wasn't worry until we drove into a cemetery somewhere in the Northern
side of Durban. He must have noticed the worry look on my face as he took my
hand and placed it on his thigh, his hand on mine, and his fingers between mine.

	"Don't look so worried, you told me what you had on your mind and now I
and going to tell you mine!" he said, smiling as he squeezed my hand. I relaxed.

He parked the car next to one of the many roads under a big old tree. He
switched the car of and turned to me.

	"Will you walk with me?" he asked. "I would like to introduce you to
someone that used to be very special to me!" he added. He opened his door, let
go of my as he got out. I watched him as he closed his door and my eyes
wandered over all the gravestones outside. They were all wet. All looking like
they had a peaceful glow to them in the afternoon sun.

I took a deep breath and opened my door. Nate was already standing there next
to the door waiting for me.  He holds out his hand to me. I took it. He helped
me out. I closed the door behind me. He never let go of my hand.

Hand in hand we walked through all the graves. It all seemed so quite, so
peaceful. There were no noises at all. That freaked me out a little, but holding
on tight to his hand he took the lead. We ended up at single grave. There was a
bouquet of fresh roses on it.

The inscription on the head stone said Thomas Anderson, beloved son, friend
and partner. He was only thirty six when he died. I look at Nate his eyes was on
me.
	"Who was he?" I asked.

Nate smiled at me before turning his head away staring at the grave.

	"He was mine!" he said, silence followed for a few seconds before he
continued. "He was the love of my life. We were together for nearly sixteen
years. We were happy. We did everything in life together and we had many
dreams. But he was taken from me to soon!" There was sadness in his voice.

	"What happened?" I asked.

	"Cancer, it was a painful battle he fought with all his might! A battle he
fought bravely. A battle he couldn't win. He was in constant pain and death in
the end came as a relief." He turned to me." Do you want to know why I brought
you here?"

I just nodded,

	"Thomas wanted me to promise him that after he was gone, that I would
go out and find someone to built a new life with, to make new dreams with. To
give that person the love I had inside me that I wouldn't be able to give him!"
he said.

	"Did you?" I asked, as he turns his face from me, facing the grave again.

	"Not at first. I was angry at him and life because he was dying. He could
he asked something like that of me while I had to watch my whole life collapsing
around me. How could he ask me to go out and meet someone else, when my heart
was breaking seeing the only person I ever loved dying in front of me?" he said,
his eyes fixed in the grave. "But that didn't stop Thomas. He kept on asking me,
nearly begging me that I should promise him that once he died that I would
continue with my life. One day, I had enough and I ask him why it was so
important to him that I should promise him to find someone.

	"I wasn't prepared for the answer. He told me that his life was coming to
an end, that it was him that was dying and not me. He told me he had no regrets
about his life. He said he had a life well lived, a life well loved. He was tired of
fighting his illness. The pain was unbearable, but he can't because he was
worried about me.

	"He said that he knew that I was a man of my word, and that once I
promised something I will do it. So he asked me again that I would promise to
love again and that I will build new dreams. I thought of just promising him and
get it over and done with, he would never know! I couldn't so I promised him
that I would go on living, I promised him that I would love again if I can ever
again find that someone that me feel like he did. I did add that I wasn't going
to go out looking for love, this time love has to find me.

	"His whole face lit up. There a sparkle again in those big blue eyes. He
asked me if it was really that hard to promise him that. I told him yes, making
me promising something like that I accepted the fact that he was dying and
that I will eventually lose him. He took my hand in his as he pulled himself up in
to upright sitting position. It was the first time in weeks that he had the
strength to do that. He asked me to kiss him. I did,

	"He looked me in the eyes and promised me that he would never leave me.
That he might be dead, that I might not always be able to see him, but that he
will be there watching over me. He lay down again, saying that he could die now,
that he doesn't have to worry about me anymore. And he did. He died, peacefully
and with a smile, less than ten minutes later. . . "

Nate turned to face me,

	"You want to know his last words to me?"  He asked

I nodded.

	"Dead or not I will kick your ass if you break your promise."

I squeezed his hand, still holding mine,

	"I am sorry!" I said, I didn't know what else to say.

He turned to face me again,

	"Don't be sorry for me, I didn't bring you here to feel sorry for. I
brought you here, because Thomas kept his promise. He kicked my ass today!"
he had a big grin on his face saying those words.

I frowned,

	"I don't understand?"

	"You see for two years since Thomas's death, I lived your life. I spend all
my time at work or at the gymnasium. The only reason I actually went to the
gymnasium is to see my friends. That was the only time I set aside for them.
And for nearly two years know I was the first person to enter the gymnasium in
the morning when the open the doors, come rain or shine."He said, "Accept this
morning, today for some or other unknown reason I overslept and only got up
after eleven o'clock. It was the first time ever that I have over slept in my
life.

	"When I woke up this morning I felt like a new person. For the first time
in years I felt content with my life and happy. I had a dream about Thomas,
can't remember anything, what I do remember clearly was that he was upset
with me, and that I didn't honour my promise. He told me not to worry. Because
I didn't want to change he will change my life for me, and that I could await big
change from now on!

	"Well for me to over sleep was already a big change in my life. Even the
gym staff said they were worried this morning when they opened the gym and I
wasn't there. I didn't put much thought into everything until I saw you. Then it
hit me between the eyes. If I haven't over slept I would never have met you.
And when I saw you there, earphones on doing your thing I felt like I did when
I saw Thomas the first time and I just had to meet you. Thomas said changes
were coming and seeing you brought a change in me.

	"I just had to meet you!" he said squeezing my hand." I know you had a lot
of decisions that you need to make, and I don't want to complicate things to
much for you, I two stand at a crossroad in my life, I also face big decisions in
my life, when are you going back?" he asked.

	"On Tuesday!" I replied.

	"Okay. Cool, can I ask you to spend the time you have left here in Durban
with me. I know you think it useless to start something that might or might not
work. But please spent the next few days with me, even if it is only for the sex,
the thing is you made me feel how great sex can be again and I wouldn't mind
spending the next few days in bed with you.

	"I don't know if you believe in fait, but I do and there was a reason we
had to meet, don't let the worries of next week stand in your path today. Please
say yes?"

He looked so damn sexy, who could refuse him anything,

	"Okay!" I said, knowing very well that I setting myself up for heart
break.

He let go of my hand and pulled me into him. He hugged me.

	"Thank you!" he said, his lips against mine, he kissed. "You will not regret
it!" he said still holding me in his arms he looked at the grave,

	"Happy now?" he said, ten looking at me again. His eyes had a sparkle in it
and I swear what happened next was the strangest thing. The whole time we
stood there while I listened to Nate everything around us was dead silent, I
only heard Nate's voice nothing else. Everything was bathed in silence until he
had asked Thomas if he was happy.

It was like turning on a radio, suddenly I could hear insect noises I could even
heard birds singing. I don't know whether it was my imagination or not, I would
never know, but to me it looked like a sign from Thomas, that he was happy.

	"Let's go!" Nate said, as he let me go, my hand in his he turned and walked
away from the grave. "I think we still have a few beers left in your hotel room!"

All around us the cemetery was alive with sounds of chirping birds. . .

X	X	X	X

Just before seven o'clock that night I was ready for my party and ready for my
party and on my down to the restaurant to go and meet the people that had
invited me.  I had spend the last hour or so on a chair in front of the window
looking down at all the people down by the beach and in the streets, replaying
everything in my mind that happened that afternoon with Nate.

After we had opened up to each other we had spend our afternoon in bed, naked
like two school children experiencing sex for the first time, drinking beer and
making out. We talked as well, there was lots of talking. The more I got to know
him, the more I liked him.  I even told him that I felt like an ass telling him
everything I did. He told me too relax, and he mentioned a few times that he
also liked me more that he is supposed to.

It turned out that Nate and Thomas started a business together many years
ago and built it into a very successful company. It became even more successful
these last two years and nearly doubled in size. He didn't really go in detail what
the business was all about, and I didn't asked. He told me that it got so big that
they are actually considering expanding to the rest of the country.
He admitted that, that would mean that he will have to travel a lot or relocate.
Something he wasn't really sure of in the beginning, but as things are now it
doesn't seem to be such a bad idea.

I knew what he meant by that, but I didn't say anything. All I knew was that a
long distant relationship never works out. Distance doesn't make the heart grow
fonder it only lets the cock seeking out new partners.

We even talked about his and my party that night. He told me that he wasn't in
the mood. It was for close friends and family and that he would skip it in a
heartbeat to be with me if he could. I apologise again for not being able to go
with him but I did promise him that I would phone him if my party sucks. He
seemed to be happy with that.

Time wasn't standing still and it got late. He told me that he should go. I told
him that I might not like that idea, but that we will see each other again. We
were lying on the bed, he was on his back, and I was lying in his arm, my head on
his chest, my hands rubbing gently through his hairy stomach. His cock was at
half mast resting on his thigh. As I watch it, I saw it getting harder. I lifted
my head, looking at him.

	"What do you say another round before I have to go?" he said. He had
bad boy expression on his face with a big grin.

	"Don't you ever get enough?" I asked him.

He just shook his head,

	"Hey, this is not all my doing, if you weren't so fucking amazing I wouldn't
have had this problem!" he stated. How could I refuse a statement like that? I
turned my face back, facing his fully 9' erect cock. My hand moved down to it. I
wrapped my fingers around it. It felt so soft, yet as hard as I squeezed it. I
heard him moan behind me. A drop of pre-cum formed at his cock's mouth, I
moved my head down and with my tongue

I licked his cock head before taking his cut cock into my mouth. It tasted so
nice and salty as I sucked it deep into my mouth down his throat. My hand
moved down to his hairy balls. Taking it in my hands, I pulled it while squeezing
it. More moans escaped from him. I felt his hand on my back, then on my
shoulder, his finger digging into me as I pleasured him.

	"Fuck!" he uttered between his moans and groans."I might just never let
you get on that plane on Tuesday if you keep on sucking my cock like this!"

I smiled around his cock as I keep on sucking him, my tongue moving up, down
and over his cock as I gave him the best blowjob I could. My own cock was as
hard as rock at that time pressed against his muscular legs. I started humping
his leg as my mouth worked his cock. I lubricated his cock as well as I could
before letting it slipped from my mouth. Quickly I straddled him, holding his
cock up right with my one hand as lowered my ass down on it. Again I felt his
cock breaking through my ass lips, with all the fucking that he happened that
afternoon, there was no discomfort, no resistance I a sat down taking him in me
as far as I could.

I tighten my ass muscles around his cock, making him moan and then relaxing
again.

	"Fuck, you are going to me cum if you continue with that!" he said. That
wasn't my plan, well not yet. I started riding his cock, gently at first let it slide
in and out me slowly, enjoying the electrifying bolts that shot through me his
cock caressed and crashed ain to my prostate. My hands were on his chest,
working his nipple as I ride his cock.

We were both now moaning and groaning, sweat dripped from my body as I rode
him harder and faster.  His hands were on my thighs, his finger pressed into my
flesh as I rode him.

	"Fuck yeah!" he uttered between his deep breathing and moans. "Ride
that cock, make me cum!" he added.

I did, I gave him what he wanted, I rode his cock hard and fast, slapping noises
was added to the symphony of moans and groans as my balls slapped against his
groin every time I rammed his cock up my ass.

Heavy breathing and lots of moans and groans echoed hard through the room. I
felt his cock getting bigger in me, his grip on my thighs got tighter and more
intense. His eyes were closed, and he bit down hard on his lip as I rode his cock
wild and fast.

His throbbing was cock expanding more in my already sensitive ass. He was
getting closer to his orgasm,

His breathing harder, his moaning and groaning was louder and I could see and
feel his muscles pulling together.

I kept on riding his cock. My own cock flapped up and down in front of more
slapping noises as it slapped against my stomach. Pre-cum flew all over. The
workout his cock was giving my prostate had me nearing my own orgasm. I could
feel the built up in my balls. I could feel my muscles contracting. I could feel my
ass muscles clamping hard around Nate's cock.

That took him over the edge, with a loud of pure ecstasy I felt his cock explode
as body started to convulse beneath me. Warm strings of cum flooded my
insides. His exploding cock triggered me as my own body went into spasm
shooting cum all over as I still rode his cock.

Our orgasms subsided and I collapsed forward onto him. Our heaving bodies
were wet and sticky with cum and sweat. Our breathing was hard and deep. We
just lay there like that, relaxing catching our breaths. His arms were around
me, pulling me hard against him. His voice soft in my ear,

	"Your changes to get on that plane on Tuesday are disappearing by the
second!" he whispered in my ear.

I lift my head, still trying hard to catch my breath, smiling,

	"Is that a promise?" I asked him.

He just smiled as he kissed me.

To be continued . . .

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