Date: Sun, 7 May 2017 11:11:39 -0500 From: D B Subject: The Journey of a Lonely Heart - chapter 7 The Journey of a Lonely Heart, Part 7 by DGB This story is a product of my imagination, under my copyright, so no reposting/publishing without my consent. Hell has a special place for copyright violators. If you are not of legal age or somewhere in which this document is illegal, please stop reading and focus on getting someplace safer. Have you donated to Nifty? I have: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html If you enjoy the story, I'd appreciate comments to donbon@gmail.com. ***************************************** Derek stepped out of the shower to see one of his favorite sights; his boyfriend's perfect butt in nothing but a pair of black boxer briefs. "Are you standing there just to tease me?" "I can't decide what to wear," Trevor huffed. "Is this party casual or a bit more formal? I don't want to look out of place since this is the first time I'll be meeting your friends." "Babe Jenn will like you don't worry, and you know I love you just as much naked as clothed so just wear something comfortable." Trevor turned his head just enough to give his man a smile, "I love you to. Now, help me pick something out." Derek threw his towel into the hamper and walked over to the closet, wrapping his arms around the smaller man from behind. "So sexy when you get bossy," he said, placing a gentle kiss at the nape of his lover's neck. "Don't start something we don't have time to finish," Trevor admonished, even as he leaned back into the hug. "Ok here wear these," Derek said as he pulled out a pair of jeans, "and this shirt will highlight your eyes." "But that's your shirt," Trevor involuntarily moaned as the lips returned to his neck. "So? My boyfriend, my shirt," Derek paused. "I don't see a problem, besides no one else will know." Trevor reluctantly broke the embrace, "Ok fine, I'll wear your shirt." Feeling like he gave in too easy he smacked Derek's naked butt, "Now hurry up and get ready. You know I hate being late." The party was in full swing by the time they arrived. Jenn was always looking for a reason to entertain guests, and her husband Michael just went along with whatever made her happy. Tonight was a mix of coworkers, friends, and a few neighbors. Jenn had learned years ago that few people would complain about noise or traffic if she invited them to the party and plied them with booze. Jenn greeted the men at the door, giving Trevor a big hug, "It's so good to finally meet you. From the way Derek has been talking about you I expect you to do the old water into wine trick later tonight if supplies run low" Seeing the man blush profusely and Derek giving her the look she decided to show mercy, "I'm just picking on you, but you must know you are his favorite subject these days." "My best friend Tiffany says the exact same thing, I get limited to 20 minutes a day now. Actually the way Derek talks about you I think you and Tiff would get along great; I'm just not sure we'd survive the harassment." They three of them laughed at that and chatted for a few minutes until the next guests arrived. Derek started to hum "It's a small world" after Trevor pointed out a few doctors he knew at the party, earning an elbow to his ribs. Swearing revenge for the earworm Trevor headed off to chat with his friends. Jenn noticed immediately and made a beeline for her friend, "Correct me if I'm wrong, but that looked an awful lot like your shirt." "I wondered if you would notice," Derek grinned in response. "He couldn't decide what to wear and I thought it would bring out the green in his eyes." "You two really have it bad for each other don't you?" "I know it's kind of quick but I've fallen madly in love with him," Derek had gotten serious. "He asked me to move in with him and I said yes. We already moved my clothes and a few other things today. You know I used to think the idea of soul mates was just sappy bullshit, but now I can't imagine my life without him." Jenn pulled her friend into a hug before replying, "I'm glad you finally found someone to make you happy. You deserve it." Their tender moment ended when the doorbell signaled another guest arriving. Jenn was the perfect hostess working the room, but made a point of trying to make time to get to know her friend's new beau. She quickly saw why Derek had fallen so hard. The doctor was well spoken and jovial, and it was clear the people that knew him at the party all held him in high regard. It was also hard to miss the way the two men looked at each other. They managed to somehow be in constant physical contact without being awkward, whether just an arm resting on a shoulder, or a hand at the small of the other's back. And when they were apart, Derek's eyes would sparkle every time Trevor smiled at him from across the room. Jenn was just wrapping up a conversation with some guests when she saw Trevor frowning out of the corner of her eye. She immediately went to check what was wrong. "Who's that guy over there talking to Derek? He keeps moving back but the guy just keeps moving closer and touching his arm," Trevor asked as she walked up. Jenn looked in the direction indicated before replying, "Oh that's my neighbor Fredrick, a real pretentious asshole. He's a professor of Greek literature or something like that, and thinks his PhD makes him better than everyone else. I swear he thinks he owns the whole neighborhood, and shows up at parties invited or not. If you piss him off suddenly the homeowners association will start sending you complaint notices about your grass being a millimeter too high and nonsense like that. He's been trying to get into Derek's pants for years." Trevor watched Derek back away from the man yet again while Jenn had been talking. "Well, I think it's about time the professor learns that some things are just off limits." Not waiting for a response Trevor marched across the room and inserted himself between the two men, "There you are sweetie, I've been looking everywhere for you." With that he used his hand to tilt the taller man's head down into a deep sensual kiss that was borderline lewd, not breaking off until he felt the familiar arms wrapped around him. Turning around in Derek's arms he continued, "My apologies, I didn't mean to interrupt. I'm Derek's partner, Trevor Smith." The other man quickly regained his composure and shook the offered hand, "I'm Doctor Fredrick van Zant." "Oh really, I'm a pediatric hematologist," Trevor replied sweetly. "What's your specialty?" Fredrick's face lost a bit of smugness, "Oh I'm a doctor of Russian literature, not medicine" "Oh sorry again, I meet so many other physicians that I forget others use the title doctor too." "Yes well no harm done," Fredrick was obviously faking a smile. "In any case I'm off, early flight tomorrow and I need my rest. A good evening to you both," he rattled off before heading for the door. Jenn walked up dabbing at her eyes with a Kleenex, "I thought I was going to die trying not to laugh. I've never seen Fredrick look so uncomfortable. You have got to come to all future parties to get rid of him." Tightening his hold Derek added, "And you can feel free to kiss me like that anytime you want." "Well I wanted to make sure he understood that you were unavailable." "Oh you did that, believe me," Jenn was giggling again. "I thought you were about to start humping his leg or piss on him to mark your territory." Trevor feigned offense, "I would never do that, we're not into watersports." "And why would he hump my leg? He's so good at humping my..." "Enough," Jenn cut him off with a shriek of laughter. "I get the picture. You two were made for each other. Now, if you'll excuse me I need to go check my make up." Trevor leaned back against his lover, feeling a distinctive hardness against his butt. "Oh my, someone is excited." "It's your fault; seeing you act jealous and get so possessive of me was a real turn on. Stand here with me a minute till it goes down." "I wasn't really jealous; I know you're coming home with me." "Babe?" Derek asked in a more serious tone. Trevor turned to face the other man, "Hmm?" "I, uh," Derek was searching for the right words, "I also really liked it when you said you were my partner." "It just sort of came out, I didn't really think about it," Trevor replied honestly. "I think moving in together is a bit past just boyfriend though." Derek leaned over and kissed the only man he had eyes for, "I'm ready to head home when you are partner. I think our bed is calling." Of course it would be several hours before they went to sleep, satisfied that they possessed each other entirely. =========================================================== Combining households went pretty smoothly. The realtor suggested they leave most of Derek's furniture in the house for staging, so after another weekend spent clearing out the clutter and a good cleaning it was on the market. The house was listed at just over market value, not because they cared about the money, they just wanted some room for the inevitable negotiation down. A week later they had two offers; one was full price from a retired couple from up North looking for a winter home somewhere warm. The other offer was a little less money, but from a newlywed couple, college sweethearts with their first child on the way. The offer included a personal note that they really loved the house, and they could already imagine playing with their daughter in the backyard and at the neighborhood park. They wanted to make the house a home. Trevor only teased his partner a little when he started making a case for selling it to the new family, complete with the whole puppy dog eyes routine. "You are such a softie, but that's one of the reasons I love you. Of course we can accept the offer." The move went quick with a hired crew. Since Trevor had bought a Nespresso machine for his house, Derek's machine wound up in his office at work. It was probably breaking some rules, but none of his coworkers complained when he started to ply them with caffeine. Robyn had even moved one on one meetings from her office to Derek's after that. It was after one of those meetings when Derek was just chatting with his boss that he began to wonder if he had made a mistake with the move. It had started over an innocuous comment about how Robyn occasionally missed having a space all to herself. Before marriage and kids, she had a home art studio; that space was long taken over by the kids. And the last time she had gotten out her paint supplies it had taken under a minute for the kids to beg her to let them try. Derek had never been one for hobbies really, but it still struck him that he had no where he could call his anymore. Oh sure he still had lots of his things, but now they were in Trevor's house. His old bedroom furniture in Trevor's guest bedroom, his TV mounted to Trevor's wall. He knew he was being foolish; this was all part of a normal relationship. He was still distracted by his thoughts at dinner that night; Trevor knew something was up almost immediately. They met for Mexican food, getting seated at their favorite booth near the back. The owners had quickly accepted that when one of the men showed up, the other would follow a few minutes later. The wait staff didn't even bother asking anymore before showing one of them to a table and setting down two menus. When Derek sat down the quick peck hello had none of the usual passion. Trevor asked what was wrong twice before letting the subject drop. He wasn't going to make a scene in the restaurant, and he had much more effective ways of getting information at home anyway. They shared fajitas, mostly eating in silence before heading home. Derek was still in a mood, just sitting on the couch playing with his phone after he showered. Trevor had learned a lot about relationships from his parents. They had firmly believed that a couple should never go to bed mad at each other, or with unresolved issues. Of course neither of them would refuse to talk about issues either. Deciding he had given his partner long enough, Trevor made up his mind to put an end to whatever was going on. He put on a tight pair of boxer briefs that accented his butt and one of Derek's t-shirts. He made a show of bending over so that his ass was right in front of his lover's face and shut off the television. Trevor was pleased to see the other man was at least halfway smiling. Their eyes locked onto each other as Trevor sat on the couch, straddling his lover, and slowly moved in for a kiss. The firm pressure on his backside grew quickly as he slowly started to grind his ass on his favorite plaything. Just to prove he was in charge, Trevor went for the kill and started to gently run his fingers through the hair at the base of Derek's neck. The gentle whimper of need was right on cue. Pulling back he waited for that moment when the most brilliant blue eyes in the world would look at him with a mixture of questioning and need. The sparkle was there, but no question. "I know exactly what you're doing," Derek grinned. "So? It's working isn't it?" Derek pulled the other man in for another kiss before answering. "I realized today I don't have a place of my own anymore. I mean all my stuff is here, and there isn't anywhere else I want to be or anyone else I want to be with. But this is still your house, not mine or ours, and it just got to me." He quickly held a finger to his lover's lips before he could respond, "I know this is my problem to get over. I thought about trying to talk you into letting me buy part of the house, but you'd find some way to spend it back on things for us and defeat the purpose." Any sexual tension had left the room. "We can start looking for a new home tomorrow. All this is just stuff; you are the only thing that matters." Derek pulled his partner back into his and kissed him deeply. "No. You love this house and I won't ask you to give it up for me. I'll just have to get over it." The two men sat together for a few minutes in silence before Trevor had an idea. "You know, I've always dreamed of having a rainfall shower, and the closet seems to have gotten a lot smaller since you moved in. If you used the money from your house to do some renovations here that would make it part yours." "I've always wanted a rainfall shower, but are you sure? You don't have to do this for me." Trevor used the trick with his fingers at the base of Derek's neck again, "Well I was kind of thinking we could make it big enough for two." "Mmm I like the sound of that. And maybe we can put a pool in the backyard." "No cute pool boys." The deal was sealed with a kiss before they retired to their bedroom. =========================================== Derek was amused how quick contractors lined up to bid the project when he mentioned he was paying cash and looking to start as soon as possible. They went with a proposal that incorporated half the space of the office closet into their own, and swapped the current shower and tub for one large shower enclosure. The shower would be decked out in a rich marble like tile with four shower heads, complete with a small bench. They ended up redoing the bathroom counters and tile to match, and just over a month later the room resembled a high end spa. The pool took a bit longer by the time they settled on a design and got the required permits. Derek had insisted on going with a saltwater system and a heater for the rare cold days. The pool was shaped like a giant kidney bean, with a hot tub attached to the deep end. A submerged shelf perfect for sitting ran along the back wall, complete with decorative waterfalls splashing into the pool. The two men had gotten a little carried away with the new deck, and wound up with more of a covered patio. Trevor argued that the new outdoor kitchen really needed a roof to protect it from the sun and other elements if they wanted it to stay nice long term. Derek added a couple of ceiling fans and an all-weather television and speaker system. The end result was that their home had become a stunning showpiece and a perfect blending of their lives. Derek was floating in the pool on a Saturday afternoon watching Trevor cook dinner when he realized this was their forever home. Trevor looked cute with a "kiss the cook" apron tied around his waist, his hips gently swaying to the radio. They had been together for almost six months, and even without the renovations Derek knew he would do anything to be here with his soul mate. Robyn had said months ago after their conversation that she wouldn't give up her family for anything. He had never really talked about marriage with his partner, but it was time. Derek started dreaming up plans until Trevor called him to come eat. ************************************************************* Author note: I hope you have continued to enjoy this tale. Thank you to those that have emailed me, I really appreciate the comments and try to respond to everyone.