Date: Mon, 16 Feb 2015 08:05:42 +0000
From: Alain Mahy <amahy1957@gmail.com>
Subject: New Life 5

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The month Jonay and Justin were there, was absolutely fantastic.  The
strangest thing was that the pond never disappeared.  It had reach quite
big proportions and even Justin, who always found scientific explanations
to most everything, could not explain the fact that the water was always at
the same very pleasant temperature.  We swam on a daily basis and the water
was always refreshing us and crystal clear.  We wanted to respect nature
and made sure to shower before we entered the pond.

Jonay found the perfect spot for what he called his botanic garden.  He
started to collect seeds from the plants he had at the restaurant and
carefully put them in the ground with the hope they would grow over the
year he was going back to the university.  He also said he would collect
seeds at the university so as to have a bigger variety of them in his
garden.  He took a lot of notes and organized the garden so that each plant
would have the necessary light of day and the perfect amount of water.  It
was almost an engineering work he was doing.

While Jonay was doing this, Justin helped him most of the time, but also
improved his connections with the eagles.  It happened more than once that
we would get up in the morning and find both mighty birds on a rock at the
other side of the pond.  Justin never wanted to feed them anything as he
thought it would be better to leave them follow their instincts and living
habits.  Justin had also reached the point where he could approach them and
caress them without frighten them.

The first time Roberto and Maria came up to the cabin, they were amazed at
what had been done.  They immediately felt at home as much as we did.
Roberto and Jonay often worked together in the garden and I was happy to
see them connect so much.  It was clear Roberto loved his son dearly and
that Jonay was more than happy to have him around.  Maria was more drawn
towards Justin.  She knew he was gifted, just like she knew I was when we
first met.  I could often find them on the porch, sitting in front of each
other and holding hands in perfect silence.  I knew they connected with
their energies.  When they came over I was most of the time in the kitchen
looking out for more earthily matters such as food.

I went down to the restaurant almost every day.  I had a job to perform.
There were a few specialties on the menu that Maria, although she was the
best of cooks, could not manage to prepare as I was.  I showed her tenths
of times, but the flavor was always different.  The clients didn't
complain, but asked for what they were used to.

We had to refuse reservations!  Each and every night we were open, the
waiting list grew bigger and bigger.  Some people even reserved weeks in
advance.  The reporters of the local newspaper had written a very nice
article about the restaurant and that was increasing the good fame of the
place.  Roberto and Maria were even mentioning of hiring an extra help in
the kitchen.  When he was here, Jonay often jumped in for the service and
Justin helped us quite a lot in the kitchen.  We didn't have to give him
instructions of any kind, as he instinctively knew what had to be done.  Or
was it the silent connection he had with Maria that made him do what had to
be done?  Anyway, we were happy to have him with us and he was apparently
happy to be part of the family.

But, when you're happy, time goes by so quickly.  Jonay and Justin soon had
to pack their things to go back to university.  I guessed that goodbyes
would be harder as this time two persons would leave.  There was a lot of
kissing and hugging at the airport before the two youngsters went through
security control.  I had sworn to not cry, but a few tears travelled from
my eyes to my lips.  It was another year of absence.  I knew it was the
last year, but nonetheless found it hard to say goodbye once more.

As soon as they were at their destination, Jonay and Justin called to say
they arrived save and well.  I spent my first night alone at the cabin and
was tempted more than once to call out for Jonay or Justin, but soon
realized I was alone.  Just like the last year, I threw myself into work
and with Maria's help we elaborated a new menu.  It took us quite some time
and the rest of the family was the judge of new dishes.  We received the
approval for some of them and an absolute no for others.  For those dishes
that the family rejected, it was sometimes just enough to change one or two
ingredients to receive their approval.  The waiting list of reservations
got that long that we were afraid we might lose clients.  There were not a
lot of options.  Or we stayed in the present configuration of everything,
or we had to expand the dinning room and the kitchen.  That also implied we
would need more people to work with us.  Roberto made a financial plan with
all the pro and the contra's and reached the conclusion that it would
neither increase the benefits nor lessen them.  They decided to just
freshen up the decoration of the restaurant and replace some of the
appliances that were getting old and consuming to much energy.

Nonetheless, we had to hire an extra help on a daily basis.  We wanted to
find someone who could help in the kitchen for all the preparations and who
would help the sisters waiting the tables once the restaurant was open.  We
had several guys and girls sending in their application and Roberto did the
first scan of them.  Then it was time to have the candidates over for a
personal interview.  Maria and I did this together.  From all the people we
interviewed, two were finally selected as their skills and personality were
fitting in equally well.  One was a woman of about thirty years of age and
the other one was an older man of about fifty.  The decision was difficult
and we asked them both to come and work one day with us so we could judge
their knowledge in the kitchen itself.

After that, Roberto, Maria and myself sat around the table and after hours
of discussing the problem, we decided to hire the older man.  He had the
perfect presence in the restaurant and was really very good with the
clients.  On top of that, he had quite some knowledge about wines and that
was certainly a point in his favor.  Before we made our final decision,
Maria asked me to have a private session with each of them and hold hands,
trying to receive any image at all.  The woman had the ability to block out
any possible image.  As she did that, I had the feeling she tried to hide
something.  The older man, Rusty, let himself go and most of the images I
got were positive.  The only dark point was a kind of desperation, but I
couldn't make out where that was coming from.  When we told Rusty he was
hired, he almost cried of happiness because he said that finding a job at
his age was really difficult.  It was then that I understood his inner
desperation.

As soon as Rusty started his job, Maia and I knew we had made the right
choice.  Rusty was really efficient in the kitchen and as soon as he
changed his clothes to be in the restaurant, he was fabulous with the
clients.  He was well worth the wages we paid him.

Every night, when the restaurant closed, I drove Rusty home as he was
living on my way to the cabin.  Rusty was a grateful man and worked even
harder when he learned I would do so every night.

- It saves me quite some time and allows me to be with my son, he said one
night.  He is fifteen and doesn't come out of the house often.  You see, he
has a very rare illness and the doctors don't know what to do with him.

That was probably another reason why I had seen desperation when holding
his hands.  On my way to the cabin I gave it all a lot of thoughts.  I
didn't know what was happening to the kid exactly.  I didn't know if my
powers would be able to help him.  I just decided to investigate a bit to
know what would possibly be done.  The next day I asked Rusty and he
suddenly went weak in his legs and had to sit down.  He poured his heart
out and gave us an almost complete medical history of what had happened to
his son.  It all started when the boy was about four years old. Rusty and
his wife had run from one doctor to another during two years, without any
result at all.  Rusty's wife had not endured the stress of it all and had
left from one day to the other and he had never heard of her again.  The
kid suffered quite a lot of pains and with time had problems staying on his
feet.  He got weaker and weaker and the smallest cold or flew was a real
disaster for him.  Rusty tried everything possible and travelled
extensively to any place where there would be a little hope.  Before he
knew it, his bank account came down to zero.  He sold the house and the car
to try to help his son.  Finally, last year, his son, who was more mature
than his age, said to his father to stop all the running and trying.  The
boy said he knew he would not reach old age.  He asked his father to settle
down and let nature take its course.  That's how they were here.  It was
there last hope as they had heard of an old woman who did miracles with
plants and herbs.  But she had died!

Rusty was devastated and Maria wrapped her arms around him, trying to
comfort him as much as she could.  She knew of course who the old woman was
and so did I.  It was my turn to try to find at least something to help the
kid and his pains.  I quickly went to the garden and saw that several red
flowers were blooming.  We would have to wait till it was dark to see if
they were glowing.  If they did, we would have to bring the kid over here
immediately.

That same night, after the restaurant had closed, I went back to the garden
and there were indeed two flowers glowing more than ever.  I took Rusty by
the hand and said we would go to fetch his son.  He didn't understand but
on our way, in the car, I explained him who I was and who the old woman
was.  He got really excited and when we reached the little house he rented,
we went in and I got his son in my arms to carry him to the car.  When we
were back in the garden, one flower had already stopped glowing, but the
other one was still shinning.  I took it and pulled out the pistil and put
it in the young boys mouth.  I asked him where the pain was worst and he
indicated me almost every articulation in his body.  I put the petals of
the flower in his hands and told him to rub them over every aching part.
The boy did as he was told.  He didn't know why he was doing it, but
thought that if it didn't any good, it couldn't do him any harm either.  I
went quickly to my little office and grabbed a small little bag with a mix
of herbs.  I gave it to Rusty and told him what to do with it.  About half
an hour later we were back at Rusty's house and we laid the kid in his bed.
I asked Rusty where the sun came up in the morning.  He indicated me the
direction and I asked him to help me move the bed in an East-West
direction.

When I left, I said to Rusty I would come and check on the child in the
morning before going to the fresh market.

- I can't pay you for what you do, Rusty said, you'll have to ask Maria to
hold from my first salary.

I left the house knowing I would never ask any money for what I was doing.
It was a gift from the Universe I had and it was meant to be shared as much
as possible with those who really needed it.

When I reached the cabin I immediately called Jonay.  He, as usual,
answered at the first ring.  I told him the story of Rusty and his son.
After listening carefully, he advised me some plants I could use as it
seemed the articulations of the boy were affected.  After that we had some
small talk about any and everything.

- There is one more thing I have to tell you Blake, Jonay said.  Last night
Justin and I made love.

I was speechless.  I didn't know what to say.  Jonay kept silent as well as
to give me time to assimilate what he had just said.  We were both deep in
thoughts.  I didn't expect this news, but strangely enough I felt that
Jonay didn't expect it to happen.  I was not mad at him and not even
jealous.  I could actually understand.  Justin was a nice looking guy, with
a fantastic physical appearance.  He was bright and intelligent.  He was
kind and considerate.  And to top it off, I new he had a crush on Jonay.
For his part, Jonay was a young man, in the full flower of his life and had
refused any sexual proposal during the two first years he was at
university.  Knowing he had had sexual intercourse, I almost preferred it
was with Justin than any other guy.

- Was it love or lust? I asked him.

I just hoped he would tell me it was love.  Jonay was not that type of guy
to give in to lust for a one- night-stand.  I could understand he loved
Justin as they had such a strong connection.  I could understand he loved
Justin, because I came to the realization I loved him as well.  It was
nothing compared to the love Jonay and I shared, but nonetheless it was
love.

- It is love, Jonay said, but nothing like what we have.  I love Justin
because we connect so much.  I love him because he helped me through
difficult times.  I love Justin because he is not like all the other guys.
Justin has been here for me in all difficult times, motivating me when I
lost the power to reach my goal.  I am so grateful for him to be in my life
and I know he has deeper feelings for me than I have for him.  Last night I
had to be there for him.  He felt lost and unappreciated.  He failed an
exam and thought he was losing all his possibilities.  He was depressed and
needed a friend.  We hugged for the longest time ever Blake and I was the
first one to have a real boner.  He could feel it as we were in a standing
up position.  Our crotches were pressed together and as soon as he felt my
hard-on, his body responded to it.

I wasn't sure I wanted to hear all the details, but on the other hand I
knew Jonay wanted to be totally honest with me.  He wanted me to know what
was going on.  He didn't consider it as cheating on me, but he was not
totally comfortable with it either.

- Listen Jonay, you can tell me if you want, but you are not obliged to.  I
can understand what happened and I admit I would probably have had the same
reaction as you had.  I don't blame you and I am not angry with you.  What
we have together is really exceptional and I don't think that if you make
love to Justin, it will change the love we have for each other.  I love you
with all of my heart and I am so glad you trust me enough to tell me you
made love to Justin.  The basis pillars of our relationship are Love,
Respect and Trust.  You just showed me all three of those pillars in saying
you made love to Justin.

I paused for a moment.  It was difficult to say all the things I was
telling them because I loved him so much.  I admit I am not a person to
share my lover.  But with Justin it was like different.  We had all three a
strong connection.  I loved Jonay in every fiber of my being.  I loved
Justin as a dear friend.  Friendship is often quite stronger than a
physical contact.

I knew that I was giving a silent permission to Jonay to make love with
Justin.  I just wondered how it would affect our relationship when he was
coming back in about six month.

I had a restless sleep that night.  Images of Jonay and Justin making love
kept coming up to my mind.  In a certain way it was beautiful.  In another
I feared losing Jonay to Justin.  I trusted Jonay with my life and knew,
deep inside of me, that he would come back to me.  What I didn't know was
how Justin would fit into our lives.  It was clear to me that if they had a
sexual relationship, when Jonay would come back, the memory of this time
with Justin would haunted him.

I could see them kissing, with passion and gusto.  I could see them taking
off their clothes, piece by piece and end up naked in each other's arms.
The contradiction of Jonay making love to someone else and the connection
they both had was tremendous.  I loved seeing them together with a certain
fear in my heart.  It was lovely and beautiful.  It was scaring and
fearful.  My mind couldn't settle for one or the other.  I was not longing
to have two lovers at the same time, no!  I considered myself quite
exclusive.

Nonetheless, the images flooded to my mind and I couldn't sleep.  I saw
Jonay wrap his lips around Justin's manhood.  I could clearly see how
Justin's cock disappeared in Jonay's mouth.  Justin's face was the picture
itself of pure ecstasy.  Jonay was pushing all the buttons he pushed with
me, but was not reaching the same results.  Nonetheless they were enjoying
each other and what they were doing.  The caresses, the kisses were evenly
intense.  When Justin penetrated Jonay they seemed really connected and
giving each other a lot of pleasure.  When Jonay ejaculated his seed
between the two of them it was clear his ass-muscles contracted, sending
Justin over the edge, emptying his balls in Jonay's bowels.  They had such
a look of satisfaction on their face, that it was undeniable they had
enjoyed it and that they had real and pure feelings for each other.

In the morning I woke up and the images kept fresh in my mind.  I was
confused because I loved it and they scared me.  Nonetheless I could find
peace within myself.  It was Jonay and Justin, not Jonay with someone else.

I showered and shaved and had coffee.  I had promised Rusty to drop by.
When I reached the little house, Rusty was sitting on the porch, sipping
his coffee.  He offered me a mug and I accepted.

- I can't believe it!  Rusty said. The kid is still asleep.  He hasn't had
a full night of sleep since I don't know when.  I looked at him almost the
whole night and I could see he was sleeping in peace, without any pain.  I
don't know what you gave him last night, but it sure gave him at least a
full night of restful sleep.  Thank you!

Just at that moment we heard the weak voice of Rusty's son calling out.
Rusty rushed in and I followed him.  He sat down next to his son on the
bed.

- Daddy, I feel no pain! He said with a smile.

Rusty had tears in his eyes and I could understand why.  The kid looked
much better than the night before and rested.  He even said he was hungry
and Rusty hurried to the kitchen to prepare him his breakfast.  I sat next
to the kid and asked him what else he felt.

- Nothing!  I feel nothing at all.  That has not happened to me in years.
You are the Flower-Doctor, right?

I had to smile at that name.  Nobody had ever called me that before.

- I am no Doctor, I said to the kid, I just happen to know that that
particular flower has some real powers and I knew the flower would do you
good.  Your Daddy will prepare you a drink today.  It tastes horrible!  But
you have to swallow it all.  It will continue the work of the flower.

- Does that drink taste really that bad? He asked.

I nodded and made a grimace to show him how bad it would taste, but the boy
just laughed at my face and said he had swallowed really bad things during
the years of his illness.  Unfortunately I could guess it, but I promised
him I would do what I could to prevent him of drinking bad tasting drinks.

Rusty came back with a plate of food, some orange juice and a hot
chocolate.  The boy just devoured it all in no time.  When he was finished,
he asked his father if he could have a shower and go with him to the
restaurant.  Rusty was flabbergasted with the requests, but said it was ok
if he felt well and if he would immediately say if he was not feeling well.
The boy nodded vigorously and almost jumped out of bed to go to the
bathroom.

- This is really close to a miracle.  Even if he is like that for only one
day, it makes me happy to see a smile on his face again.

- Wait till he has to drink the preparation you made with the herbs I gave
you, I said, his smile will disappear!

The boy came out of the bathroom and it was clear he had enjoyed his
shower.  He was looking like a pretty healthy fifteen year old, although he
was probably not as tall as other guys his age.  He looked younger in
appearance, but his face already had marks of adulthood.  Rusty gave him
the glass with the preparation.  The boy smelled it first and already made
a grimace, but then, gathering all his courage, he brought it to his mouth
and emptied it in one gulp.  I was proud of him.  What he had drunk was a
pure piece of nature, all herbs that you could take off a tree walking in
the woods.  When wisely mixed, they just gave you an energy boost.

I took Rusty and his boy to the restaurant and Rusty immediately went to
work while Teresa and Veronica kept an eye on the boy.  Maria and I went to
the fresh market and I couldn't help to have the images of Jonay and Justin
coming up every second.  I tried to be as honest as possible with myself.
I tried to analyze the situation, but also my reaction to it.  Was I
jealous?  Some people would say yes and others no.  I had to admit I feared
losing Jonay if their relationship got more important to him, but I was not
jealous of the lovemaking they had.  They had shared the physical
expression of their inner feelings.  Jonay had insisted it was not the same
as with me.  Could it get stronger with time?  I didn't know.  Jonay and I
had shared so many things that it was difficult to say if he could do the
same with someone his age.  He had always told me that guys his age didn't
interest him.  But then again, the connection he had with Justin was not
really common.  I thought I would have to sit in front of a mirror and
speak out loud to myself.

That evening I did exactly that: sitting in front of the mirror and
expressing myself out loud, listening to what I had to say.  I looked
straight into my eyes when talking.  Even though I had developed quite some
powers, it seemed they were good for other people, but not for myself.
Isn't it always like that?  I sat there for the longest time, but I knew
that as long as Jonay wouldn't sit in front of me, the answers would not
come.  I called Jonay as usual and we talked about it a little, but he
insisted that nothing changed for him.  It was not a one-time sexual
encounter that would jeopardize our relationship.  He knew without the
shadow of a doubt that he loved me and would never love Justin the same
way.

- Trust me Blake, he said, what we have is totally indestructible for me.
We love each other, we respect each other and we trust each other... there
is no energy on this earth that can make our relationship tumble down with
such strong foundations.  I told you about what had happened, because I
trust you and I am confident enough that you will understand what happened.

My young friend was right once again.  I felt my muscles relax and my
heartbeat coming down.  Indeed, the trust we had was as strong as the
respect and the love we felt for each other.  We were each other's life and
breath.  Nobody would have carried me up the mountain when I was
unconscious, but Jonay had!  Nobody would have taken the time to teach me
most of the things I knew now, but Jonay did.  Nobody would have accepted
me so unconditionally, but his whole family had.  I had to be a fool if all
this was not enough evidence of what we meant to each other.  The confusion
I had felt with the news Jonay had told me, faded away bit-by-bit.  I was
my old self again and the days, weeks and months went by.  We were once
again ready to go to the airport to collect Jonay.  He hadn't said
anything, but I just assumed Justin would be there as well.

Jonay came out of the baggage claim hall alone.  I was surprised, but then
again, if Justin had joined him, Jonay would have told me.  Just like the
other times, he came up to me first, kissing me in total oblivion of the
people surrounding us.  When it came to show me his feelings, Jonay didn't
look around him.  He just looked at me and listened to what his heart said.
The rest of the family had to cough out loud to make their presence known
to Jonay.  He smiled sheepishly when leaving my arms to kiss his Mama and
Dad, as well as his sisters.  The only person he didn't know was Paul,
Rusty's son, who had insisted to come to the airport as well.  Jonay hugged
him and then held him at arm's length.

- You look a lot better of what you were looking a few months ago, Jonay
said.

Paul was a bit startled by that.

- Have you seen me before?  Paul asked.

- Yes, I have, said Jonay, but I will explain it to you later.

We piled up in the cars and were soon at the restaurant.  Paul was all
excited to tell his father Jonay had seen him, but he didn't recall having
seen Jonay.  Rusty looked at Jonay quizzically, but let it go.  While we
were at the airport he had prepared a stew like his grandmother did, or
that was at least what he told us.

Roberto and Maria had, of course, prepared some bottles of Champagne to
celebrate Jonay's home- coming but also his graduation as botanist.  Jonay
had once again a lot to tell us, being way for a year.  His sisters asked
about Justin, but Jonay just told them he went to see his family.  I was a
bit intrigued at his lack of information about Justin, but I guessed he
would tell me later.

After the meal and the Champagne we went to the cabin, after dropping off
Rusty and his boy.  As soon as we were at the cabin, Jonay jumped out and
looked at the sky that was full of stars.  He turned to me and said:

- Finally home and not for just a month!  With all I learned I can tell you
I will have a lot of work around here and as well at the restaurant.

He came over to me and wrapped his arms around my neck, looking me in the
eyes.  I returned his look and I saw a huge amount of love.  I had been
crazy to think I could lose him.  That guy loved me so much.

- Can you see all these stars? And the moon?  And do you feel this warm
wind washing over us?  If you feel like I do, I think it is time we take
off these clothes and let ourselves slip in the pond.  Being in the pond
brings back so many wonderful memories!  Come on Blake, let's have a
private skinny-dip here like the first time we came up.

He came over to me and pulled my T-shirt over my head.  He then unbuckled
my belt and opened my 501's, which dropped around my ankles, leaving me in
my underwear that was already tenting obscenely.  While I undid the laces
of my sneakers to pull them off, Jonay undressed in a record time and was
naked even before me.  We slipped into the pool and let the water cover our
bodies.  Jonay came over to me and kissed me softly.  His urges were such
that the soft kissing turned into a passionate one.  I could feel his
hard-on poke just under my balls and if I moved a little bit, he would
immediately enter me with ease.  But he had other ideas first as he let
himself slip off my body and go under water.  There he grabbed my already
hard cock and guided it to his mouth.  He sucked me so intensely that I
thought we would never reach to penetration as I would spurt my load too
soon.

Fortunately for me, he had to come up for air.  While his head was out of
the water, he kissed me again and then dove under the water to resume his
sucking.  He did that several times and each time his suction got stronger
and more vigorous.  Thanks to the fresh water I could hold back my climax.
I so wanted to feel Jonay in me, being it in my mouth or in my butt.  He
seemed to sense it, because he stood up with his legs at both my sides and
presented me his hard manhood, rubbing it softly over my lips.  The
invitation was too nice to refuse and I opened my mouth wide to welcome his
rod between my lips.  As soon as his cock-head touched my tongue, a flood
of good memories came to the surface.  The soft, spongy texture of his dick
glided over my tongue, finding its way to my throat.  I couldn't help to
grab his buttocks in my hands and hold him steady in front of me.  His
ass-cheeks felt firmer in my hands as if he had done some sports, but it
was all in all a very nice feeling.  My fingers searched the beloved places
they knew so well.  All the while sucking him, my fingers spread his
ass-cheeks and went to play with his puckered hole.  Jonay was so relaxed
that my fingers, one by one, could enter him with ease and sneak their way
towards his prostate.  I touched it, rubbed it and massaged it.  I was
rewarded by an awesome ooze of pre-cum that I swallowed as if it was the
nectar of the Gods.  I sucked even harder to be sure to have till the last
drop.  Jonay's knees became weak by all the sensations his body received.
The fact we were reunited after a year, did of course have its influence in
the urges and intensity of what we were doing.  As he went through his
knees, he sat in my lap.  I let my fingers slip out of his hole and my rod
soon replaced them as Jonay's ass was wide open after four fingers left it.
I entered him almost without knowing I did.  It was only once he clamped
his ass-muscles that I felt the walls of his love-tunnel enclose on me.  I
pushed my hips up to get in even further.  Doing this I pushed Jonay's hips
out of the water and grabbing his stiff rod, I could just wrap my lips
around his cock-head.  I swirled my tongue around the head and Jonay was in
ecstasy.  He moaned and groaned and by the flexing of his muscles, I could
sense he was going to reach his climax soon.  My cock was also
over-sensitive and I knew I wouldn't need a lot for it to explode in my
lover's inside.

I moved little but nonetheless I could feel the friction of my cock in
Jonay's ass.  He could feel it, too.  He threw his head back and lay with
his full weight on my lap, stretching his arms in the water.  I sucked a
moment longer on his cock-head and could feel his balls retract in his
lower body while his scrotum shrunk and his cock swelled.  I was patiently
waiting for his juice to reach my mouth and when I felt his ass-muscles
contract I received the first powerful spurt in my mouth.  I swallowed it
fast as I knew more spurts were coming, but also knowing Jonay's loads were
impressive.

He emptied his balls in my mouth, contracting his ass-muscles with each
spurt and that sent me over the edge as well.  I filled his bowels with my
saved-up juice.  It was only once Jonay felt that I was spent that he came
up and wrapped his arms around my neck.  The energy of passionate kissing
was replaced by a gentle brushing of our lips.  We could have stayed there
for hours.  Everything was just perfect but we knew we had to get out of
the water if we wanted to sleep.  We got out off the pond and went to the
house.  There were towels on the porch and Jonay dried me while I dried
him.

Once we were between the fresh sheets of our bed, I couldn't help myself to
ask about Justin.

- As I told you earlier, he went to see his own family.  I know you won't
be at peace as long as you don't know everything, right?  Well, let's say I
insisted that he go to see his family.  Justin, after we made love,
became... how would I put it?... possessive.  He wanted more and more and
was even angry when I said no.  He wanted at first, and demanded
afterwards, that I would move in with him, forget about you, meet his
family and friends and being introduced as his official boyfriend.  When I
heard him demand all that, I have put a direct and full stop to it all.  I
hadn't seen it coming, Blake!  Justin is such an intelligent guy and we
connected so well that it seemed impossible to have such a drastic change
after sex.

Jonay propped himself on an elbow and looked me in the face while talking.

- I know I told you we had made love, and for me it was like that!  But you
told me to make love you needed a relationship with that person, based on
Feelings, Trust and Respect.  When Justin started demanding things, I knew
there was a lack of Respect and Trust.  If he couldn't show those after we
made love, it was probably because we had not made love, but had sex.  And
reaching that conclusion hurt!  I had totally misjudged a guy I was almost
living with for two years.  He had been the perfect gentleman for all that
time and suddenly he was claiming me!  As he couldn't drop this possessive
behavior, I had to actually ask him to leave my room.

- There must have been something happening to him Jonay, I said, because
when you both were here, I had his hands in mine and there was nothing
negative to be seen or felt.  Everything was almost perfect.  If he changed
over so quickly after having sex, I guess there is a hidden history behind
it all, that he buries so deeply that even my energy couldn't see it.
Don't hold it against him, but talk it out.  You had a fantastic connection
with him.  Don't throw it away.  I do agree that you put a stop to a
situation that you were losing control over, but it doesn't mean you have
to burn the bridges behind you.

- But he wanted to throw you out of his equation Blake.  Do you really
think I could accept that kind of position?  Do you really think ANYBODY
could throw you out of my life?  But it is not only that, he actually
lacked respect for me after the sex.  Sorry, I am not perfect, but I can't
accept that.  And that's thanks to you.  From the first day we met, you
showed me a lot of respect.  Now I am used to it and won't settle for less.

It was the first time since we knew each other that I saw Jonay angry and
upset.  It startled me but made me smile at the same time.  This
spontaneous outburst showed me his character even more and I was glad to
see he didn't accept anything and everything for granted.  I stretched out
my arms and invited him to cuddle with me.  Although his smile was not back
yet, I could see he was calming down.  I just told him that I would support
him in any way he wanted me.  If he wanted to ban Justin out of his life, I
would accept it and if he wanted Justin back in his life I would accept it
as well because I trusted him.

With this fulfilling feeling of mutual Love, Trust and Respect we fell
asleep in each other's arms.


To be continued?  Probably yes if I receive enough messages that tell me to
do so!  All comments welcome at amahy1957@gmail.com