Date: Mon, 13 Dec 1999 12:29:30 PST
From: Robert J. Cutter <cutter57@hotmail.com>
Subject: "WINE COUNTRY - Chapter 9"   (Man/Man)

Disclaimer: The following is a work of fiction.  It contains detailed
depictions of male/male consensual sex.  If you are averse to anything gay,
please go elsewhere.

Author's Note: This is the ninth chapter in a novel length work about
Jevin, Nick, Jack, their friends and families.  If you have any comments
please let me know at my e-mail address: cutter57@hotmail.com.  Take a
minute and let me know what you think; I appreciate any and all comments.
Thanks

			       WINE  COUNTRY
			    -------------------
	 Copyright 1999 by Robert J. Cutter - All Rights Reserved

	The author retains all rights to this story.  It is not permissible
to distribute it to any newsgroups and/or other web sites without the
express written consent and permission of the author.

			       For My Brian

	    Chapter 9 - Sometimes Things Change For The Better

	The late morning light was seeping through the window drapes and
the Venetian blinds.  Jevin Wilkenson heard the rain beating against the
windows - those wonderful winter rains that replenish the state of
California for the upcoming dry summer.  He was feeling very contented and
the sound of the rain soothed him, refreshed him and made him feel renewed.

Jevin slowly rubbed his arm stump through the beautiful blonde hair of the
guy whose head was resting on his chest.  He gave into the reveries racing
through his brain.  His mind started racing back to the incredible series
of events that lead to their being in bed together again and why Jevin was
so very happy.

	    --------------------------------------------------

	Jevin had spoken with his sister Jennifer every night for the week
that followed his difficult and traumatic experience with Jack.  It had
taken him a couple of days to overcome the deep disappointment of that
weekend and its aftermath.  Jack, of course, had never called...and Jevin
knew he never would.  Jevin, who was used to being shunned by others, was
finally able (in his mind) to write it off as another passing bad episode
in his young life - which to him was a collection of bad episodes.  The
conversations with his sister were a balm to his troubled psyche; they
renewed his confidence in himself and his ability to do anything he
desired.  "Jennifer should be a psychiatrist," Jevin thought.  "She knows
exactly what to say and how to bring the best out of me."

On Friday night their conversation took place earlier than usual because
Jen had a date for a dance at the country club.  She rambled on mostly
about her new boyfriend and her new dress and shoes, but Jevin was happy
just to hear her talk.  It was a nice family conversation, like they had
when they were kids.  They had been very close as children because of the
closeness of their ages; their brother Jeremy was six years older than
Jevin and he always felt more like an additional parent than a sibling.

Then Jevin settled down to work, coding away at his PC.  His work - the
coding - was what was really important.  The set of problems, that
Professor Pollack had created especially for him, needed to be solved
quickly and in the answers to those ten problems could be his future.

Yet he could not forget how wonderful the weekend with Jack had been; it
was only last week.  How could he forget?  Christ!  It had not yet been one
week - not even one goddamned week!  Now he found himself sitting in his
little room doing schoolwork at 7 PM on a Friday night.  He did not have
the courage or the spirit to go out with any friends tonight - it was all
too depressing.  Uppermost in his thoughts was the fact that he was working
in the same room where he and Jack had made love.  That wonderful weekend
when he was able to lose himself in the company of another person was
fading fast, like a dream one tries desperately to cling to after
awakening.

"Forget it!  Forget all of it!" Jevin told himself.  "It was a great
weekend and nothing more; it's over - it's completely over!  Jack obviously
wants it this way.  Jen's advice was completely sound - forget Jack and get
on with your life!"

Jevin reluctantly went back to his work and lost himself in the world of
computers and coding and his future.

By 11 PM he was very satisfied with the work.  He was finished; he had done
the entire problem set; he was very proud and very happy.  He checked and
re-checked his results and could find nothing wrong with the answers.  He
e-mailed the solutions to the prof, shut down his PC, sat back in his chair
and tried to relax.  He finished the ever-present bowl of popcorn and had a
Coke.  "Maybe I should go out for a while to celebrate and to unwind," he
thought.  "The guys had said they would be at Horgan's."  He decided he
would go there and try to enjoy himself.

Horgan's was a dance club located in a not so good part of town.  A fair
number of the young people from school went there on Friday nights - it was
sort of a college night at the place.  Jevin parked in the rear, turned on
the vehicle's alarm and set some other devices to prevent theft.  He paid
his ten dollar entrance fee and walked up to the bar and ordered a ginger
ale.  He recognized many people and waved to a few.  Jevin had worn his
prosthetic hand tonight - it was a special occasion, he figured.

He even danced.  One young woman, Nora Taylor, a graduate student in the
computer sciences department, walked right up to him and asked him to dance
with her; he willingly obliged.  The wild, uninhibited dancing released
some of the bottled up sexual energy that Jevin had felt building inside of
him.  It felt great!  He enjoyed it more than he had thought he would.  He
danced with three different women and after an hour he was completely
drained.  He wandered over to the table where Nora was seated; she was with
three other people, none of whom he did not recognize.

Nora introduced him to the three and he shook hands with each.  There was a
couple, Lena and Joel, both graduate students, and Brandon, Nora's older
brother and a doctoral candidate in electrical engineering.  It was a nice
group and they chatted amicably and had some real fun.  Jevin's social
life, particularly with people his own age, was definitely limited and he
did feel a little awkward at times; but on the whole things went along well
with this particular group.  He became more and more comfortable in the
surroundings as the evening progressed.

It was about 1 AM when Brandon Taylor asked Jevin to dance with him.  Jevin
was really thrown by the invitation.but nonetheless quite pleased.  He
nodded his assent.  As they both stood and slowly walked towards the dance
floor, Jevin noticed, for the first time really, Brandon's total physical
appearance.  He was just about six feet tall, had short bleached blonde
hair, was thin but appeared to be quite muscular in his chest and arms.  He
seemed to be in his mid to late twenties.  He also was very cute - not
handsome as a man would be, but extremely cute the way a boy, a
prepubescent boy, would be.  A prepubescent boy who badly needed a shave,
that is.

Jevin thought he would hate dancing with a man; he had never done it
before, let alone in a public place like this.  He knew they would stand
out in the crowd and it would be embarrassing.  But when he looked around
he realized there were many same sex couples dancing; in fact, there seemed
to be more same sex couples dancing than there were mixed sex couples.
Jevin accepted what was (and what will probably always will be) and was
pleasantly surprised by how great he felt during and after dancing with
Brandon.

He particularly liked the slow dancing.  Brandon put his arms around
Jevin's waist while Jevin put his arms around to Brandon's back.  Brandon
also rested his head on Jevin's shoulder.  It was peaceful, relaxing and
terribly erotic.

When they sat down at the table again the others were gone; Jevin didn't
know where.  What he did know was that he and Brandon were alone together.
He experienced a strange tug - a tug of longing and desire for Brandon
Taylor.  They spoke and danced more and Jevin noticing that Brandon was
almost always looking deeply into his eyes.

As closing time neared, Jevin was feeling exhausted and quite exhilarated.
It had been a great night and he had had a marvelous time.  He had really
enjoyed himself in this social milieu - maybe for the first time in his
life he enjoyed being with other people and experiencing real social
intercourse with peers.

Jevin was about to ask Brandon for his telephone number, when Brandon
asked, "So what are your plans for the rest of the night, Jevin?"

"What?  Are you serious?  It's 2 AM?"

"So?  There's still a lot of night left!  C'mon, man!  Let's do it
together.  What do you think we should do?"

"I think I'm going to go back to my apartment and going to sleep.  That's
what I know I'm doing, Brandon!"

Brandon paused and looked right at Jevin.  "May I join you?" he asked
seductively.

Jevin was stunned.  His mouth dropped opened and he just stared at Brandon.
His arms dropped to his side.  "You...you want to join me?"

"That's what I said, didn't I?"  Brandon gave Jevin a big smile; Jevin
found himself getting weak at the sight of this man and the thought of the
two of them in bed together.  "I mean it Jevin; I find you very, very
attractive and I would like...no, correction; I'd absolutely love to spend
the night with you.  Actually I would like you to spend the night with me -
at my place.  It'll be much easier for me that way."

Jevin was silent.  What was happening?  Why did this guy - someone he had
just met a few hours ago and quite by chance - suddenly want to spend a
Friday night together with him in bed?  Then again, maybe it wasn't by
chance.  Maybe this whole thing was a setup.  Hold it!  How could it have
been a setup?  He didn't even decide on coming to Horgan's until three
hours ago.  "Okay, Jevin!  Stop thinking so much.  Stop analyzing things to
death!  Go with your gut!"  And he did.

"And I'd...I'd really like you to spend the night with...with me.  Or, me
to spend the night with you."  They smiled at each other, kissed very
lightly and held hands as they walked out of Horgan's.

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	Jevin and Brandon were locked in a kiss just inside the doorway of
Brandon's apartment.  It was a wonderfully deep soul-satisfying kiss and
Jevin thrilled at it.  Brandon was equally excited.  They continued the
kiss while grinding their crotches together.  When they finally broke, both
gasped for a breath.  Both were extremely aroused and flushed and both
clutched the other almost desperately.

Still holding each other tightly, they looked into the other's eyes and
smiled.  "Hi, Jevin," Brandon said softly.

"Hi, Brandon," Jevin replied.

Jevin looked around the room.  "Nice place you've got here.  Nice location
too.  One room?"

"Thanks.  I like it.  No, there's a large bedroom through that door."

"Nice, very nice.  It's a beautiful building too, with an elevator and
all."

"My sister lives here too.  She likes it and I love it."

Brandon lowered his hands and picked up Jevin left hand.  Jevin immediately
panicked and tried to pull his hand away, but Brandon only smiled.  "I know
it's prosthetic, Jevin.  And I don't care.  I really don't care.  So get
that pitiful expression off your face, please."

Jevin gave him a crooked smile and nodded.  "Thanks.  When did you know?"

"My sister had told me about you a while ago, at the beginning of the year,
I think.  Truthfully, when you came over to our table I really didn't know
which one was the appliance.  I gradually realized by how you used your
hands.  I have to admit that it's very good - really looks very good."
Brandon leaned in for another kiss and Jevin willingly obliged.

"Where's this guy been?" Jevin thought to himself.  "A young guy who
doesn't mind that I'm an amputee and is good looking and seems to like me?
This is too good to be believed."

Jevin tried to talk of general matters because Brandon's behavior seemed to
be leading in only one direction.  "You got something to drink, Brandon?
Coke'd be nice if you got it."

"Sure.  I'm a little thirsty myself."  They walked into the kitchen and
grabbed two Cokes, which Jevin hurriedly downed.  They were standing facing
each other again and Brandon slipped one hand around Jevin's waist and with
the other one he began unbuttoning Jevin's shirt.  He lightly touched the
exposed skin on Jevin's chest.

"Can I see the rest of the apartment?" Jevin asked a little breathlessly.

"No, Jevin, I don't think you need to see the rest of the apartment now,"
Brandon said in an exasperated voice.  "You know, I think you don't want me
to make love to you tonight.  I think you're trying to delay - to delay the
inevitable."  Brandon leaned in towards Jevin, lowered his head and resumed
kissing and licking the exposed area of Jevin's chest.  "This is all I want
for now.  You're absolutely delicious!"

Jevin closed his eyes and let Brandon's lips and tongue move slowly over
his chest.  It was a wonderful feeling having someone who wanted him.once
again.  Brandon moved to undo the remaining buttons and gently removed
Jevin's shirt, letting it drop on the floor.  He saw all of Jevin's
prosthetic hand for the first time.  "Quite an apparatus, Jevin.  Looks
complicated."

"It really isn't.  Works on batteries and small movements from my arm
muscles."

"It's very neat, but could you take it off for now?"

"Sure."  Jevin stepped away from Brandon and slowly removed his hand.
Brandon was fascinated and his eyes widened when he saw Jevin's beautifully
shaped and tapered forearm stump.  Jevin placed the hand down on a chair
and turned to face a smiling Brandon who quickly slipped both hands around
Jevin's waist.  "You're beautiful, Jev.  Very, very beautiful."

"This doesn't bother you?" Jevin asked as he held up his arm stump up.

"Why should it bother me?"

"Most people find it repellent.  And revolting," Jevin answered with a
little catch in his voice.

"I like it, Jev.  It doesn't bother me at all.  Not in the slightest."
Brandon was practically cooing.  He kissed Jevin lightly on the lips and
then began licking Jevin's ear.  "I find there is nothing about you that
bothers me in any way, shape or form."

Jevin reached to unbutton Brandon's shirt but had a little difficulty with
his one hand.  Brandon helped and soon that shirt was also on the floor.
Jevin gasped as he saw Brandon's broad and very well developed chest and
his muscular arms with those so sexy, bulging biceps.  He had those
rippling muscles that made Jevin weak in the knees.  His hair shone; Jevin
ran his hand through Brandon's hair, down his neck and muscular back, and
arms.

"I love your muscles, Brandon.  They're so big and so unbelievably perfect;
I just love the powerful feel of them."

"Thanks.  I work out strenuously at least four times a week.  Used to be on
the wrestling team in high school.  Also did some track and field events
like the javelin and was on the swim team for a while.  That's how I found
out I was gay, hanging around all those jocks all the time.  I was so
incredibly turned on by their wonderful bodies.  Had trouble keeping my
hands off of them."

Jevin laughed.  "So you were a gay jock."

"You'd be surprised how many there are of us.  Way more than most people
even suspect."  Brandon stepped forward slightly and took hold of Jevin's
left forearm.  "Tell me about this," he said softly as he raised Jevin's
arm stump to his lips and softly caressed it with his lips and then began
kissing it.

Jevin had to catch his breath quickly.  Brandon's lips felt so wonderful on
his stump that he had difficulty speaking.  He swallowed hard and spoke
slowly.  "It was a childhood bicycle accident.  I was ten.  Met up with a
big truck and I lost.my left hand."

"Tough!  I know how rough things can be for a kid at that age.  I was
twelve when mine happened."

Jevin looked over at Brandon with a very quizzical expression on his face.
"What do you mean?  I don't know what you're getting at.  Are you
saying...?"

Brandon slowly lowered Jevin's arm stump and stepped back.  He unbuckled
the belt on his jeans and they dropped immediately to the floor.  He was
wearing only black bikini briefs.  Jevin looked at what Brandon was doing
and felt his heart speed up to unimaginable speeds, because when he looked
down at Brandon's legs he saw that this gorgeous guy was wearing prosthetic
limbs.

"Surprised?  I'm damned sure you are!  I'm a DBK - a double below the knee
amputee."

"Surprised?  I...I...I'am absolutely stunned speechless!" Jevin replied in
a totally unbelieving voice.  He had difficulty speaking and even standing.
"I would never have guessed!"

"Most people don't know unless I'm wearing shorts," Brandon said with a
laugh in his voice.  "Happened when I was twelve, like I said.  My legs
were crushed when I was standing between two parked cars and a pickup truck
smashed into the front of one of them.  They rushed me to the hospital and
sliced 'em off quickly because I was bleeding so badly and they were
crushed beyond repair."

"But you move so fabulously!  And the way you danced tonight!
I'm...I'm... just..." Jevin shook his head is disbelief.  "I hate to keep
repeating myself, but I'm totally speechless!"

"Thanks.  I also ski, inline skate, and play basketball.  I've make a very
thorough adaptation to these things."

"My god!  We're both amps!  And we're both gay."

"The best of all possible worlds, Jevin," Brandon said.  "The absolute
best!"

"And you did all those high school sports without legs?"

"Absolutely!  I'm not saying I was great, or even good, or that I won any
medals or anything, but I did participate and that was the important thing
to me.  After the surgery, the period of recovery and rehabilitation, I
totally accepted my new physical condition and made the most of what I had
left."

Jevin stepped forward and put his arms around Brandon.  He slowly stroked
Brandon's back with his arm stump and pulled him towards his body.  "I'm so
very, very happy.  In fact I'm absolutely thrilled!"

"So am I, Jevin."  They kissed again and it was long and hard.  "My sister
mentioned to me that there was a freshman in her department who was an arm
amp.  I told her I wasn't really interest in connecting with another amp."
Jevin's face took on a hurt expression.  "Well, I wasn't at the time.  She
spoke about you every so often - how smart you are, how good-looking, how
seemingly unattached you are.  Then tonight, out of nowhere, you showed up
at Horgan's.  And I immediately knew I was ready to connect."

"Thanks.  When I first saw you I thought you were Nora's date.  And I was
honestly...well, I was really jealous.  Then when we shook hand I got an
enormous thrill.  I decided not to make...uh...make any advances or moves
for you because...well, Bran, I just...didn't know about your
preferences...and I recently came through a very bad experience with some
guy and I..."

Brandon interrupted.  "Because you're an amp?"

Jevin smiled, remembering the weekend with Jack.  "Surprisingly not.  He
loved my stump - my arm - and even made great love to it.  He also made
wonderful love to me.  No, it was because he said I'm too young for him or
he's too old for me, or something like that."

"Never ran into that type.  Just weird!"

"We had a very intense weekend, and.and it was only last Saturday."  Jevin
was quiet and just stared at Brandon.  "But that's all really ancient
history."  He walked up to Brandon, threw his arms around this gorgeous
creature, and kissed him deeply.  It was exhilarating and it was
passionate...and best of all, it was real.
		--------------------------------------------------

	Jevin and Brandon were in bed together after both had undressed
completely.  They held each other softy; each stared into the other's eyes.
Both were equally excited to be exactly where they were right now.  Jevin
was thrilled to be here and to be accepted by this apparently deeply caring
person...and so soon after his terrible rejection by Jack.  Brandon knew
that he had found an incredible soul mate in Jevin.  Nora had been right
all along; this guy was a complete winner.

Jevin had been fascinated as Brandon methodically removed his artificial
legs and settled down on the bed.  Brandon was so self-assured and so
completely at ease that Jevin knew he had nothing to worry about.  He
slowly stroked Brandon's face with his arm stump and Brandon seemed deeply
satisfied with Jevin's attention.  Jevin ran his stump through Brandon's
bleached hair.  "How come you bleach it?" Jevin asked.

"'Cause I think it looks great.  Don't you?"

"It does look fabulous.  With your remarkable blue eyes and rather fair
complexion you look like a natural blonde.  I think you're.that you're
really beautiful, Brandon," Jevin whispered as he moved toward Brandon and
planted a very delicate kiss on his lips.

Jevin moved his arm stump down Brandon's face to his neck, then onto his
shoulders and down his arm.  He stroked his new friend lovingly and gently
and Brandon was blissful.  Jevin maneuvered Brandon onto his back and
slowly removed the blanket they were both under.  For the first time he saw
Brandon's entire body; he sat back to gaze at it from a different
perspective.

Brandon's body was almost as hairless as Jevin's was, although he had more
hair in his armpits and his crotch.  His legs, or what remained of them,
were lightly covered in dark hair.  He was incredibly muscular and this
delighted Jevin.  He had broad shoulders, big biceps, a very well defined
chest and a nice, though rather smallish, penis.  It was uncircumcised and
looked to be about five inches, maybe a little more, in its erect state.
Brandon's wrinkled scrotum barely hung down at all and looked more like a
small, round, unpendulous bag.  Jevin could not see the individual
testicles in the sac.  Brandon's scrotum, like the remainder of his body,
was very lightly covered in dark hair.

He looked over Bran's entire body, so beautifully spread out before him on
the large bed.  "I do love your body, Brandon.  I find it ever so appealing
and so...so beautifully real."

Jevin decided to take the initiative with Brandon.  They kissed again, with
Jevin's arms behind Brandon's head.  Jevin then began kissing down
Brandon's chin and neck, sucking a little on his Adam's apple, and licking
the hollow at the base of his throat.  Brandon's neck was so wonderfully
muscular and strong.  When Jevin moved his hand and arm stump to Brandon's
magnificently developed chest, he got an amazing thrill.

"Oh, Bran, you're so powerfully built.  It is such a turn-on."  Jevin
continued to rub all over Brandon's chest.  He began to tweak his nipples
and rubbed his stump over Bran's large, beautifully formed pecs.
Everything felt so marvelous - everything about this guy seemed to be so
mind-bogglingly perfect.  He ran his arms up and down Brandon's arms, from
his fingers to his armpits.

Brandon meanwhile had reached for one of Jevin's nipples and began brushing
it lightly with his hand.  Jevin loved the light feeling of Brandon's hand
rhythmically brushing his nipple.  It further aroused him, yet made him
surprisingly calm at the same time.  This acceptance made him realize that
he was a desirable individual after all.  Maybe he was even a very
desirable person to some.

Jevin continued down Brandon's body, playfully brushing his lips over his
nipples, down to his navel and gradually moved down to his erect penis.  It
was a nice penis but not like the thick one Jack had.  It was much smaller,
definitely thinner and uncircumcised.  Brandon's testicles were also so
much smaller than Jack's had been.  They didn't hang down at all, and the
bag was definitely not as attractive as Jack's - pretty wrinkled and a dark
pink-brown in color.

Jevin immediately snapped himself out of his ruminations.  "What the hell
am I doing comparing Brandon to Jack?  Jack is over with, completely
finished!  I'll never see him again!  And isn't this exactly what always
happened to me?  Always having people comparing me and my features to
others?  Why the hell am I doing this?  Why can't I be satisfied and happy
to be here with this man now?  Why does goddamned Jack keep rearing his
ugly head in all my thoughts?"

Jevin placed the palm of his hand on the foreskin covering the head of
Brandon's cock.  It was the first time he had ever touched an uncut cock.
He had seen plenty of them in locker rooms, but actually touching one was a
new and highly erotic and exciting to Jevin.  He also did not quite know
how to "handle" an uncut penis.

"Jev, you've never touch and uncut cock before, have you?"

"Uh, right," Jevin said rather hesitantly.  "I think I know that I have to
peel back this foreskin.  Right?"

"That's it, and then you'll see it all."

Jevin used his one hand to peel back the rather thick foreskin of Brandon's
cock.  The head that appeared was beautiful and slightly damp.  Jevin had
the most peculiar sensation as he looked at Brandon's now fully exposed
cock.  Because the head was covered it looked "new".  Jevin could not
explain how he felt about it; but somehow the peeling back of that foreskin
was like unwrapping a new package - a wonderful new present.  He loved the
appearance of this now beautiful cock and kissed the head lightly and ran
his tongue very delicately around the ridge for a few seconds.  The taste
of Brandon was intoxicating.  It also had a smell that Jevin loved, and it
made him slightly woozy.

Then Jevin resumed his downward travels along Brandon's body.  His thighs
were quite big - one could say they were massive.  Like the rest of his
body, they were very lightly covered in dark hair.  Finally, he looked at
Brandon's leg stumps.  He slowly moved his right hand to touch them and got
an immediate surge of astonishment as he felt the warmth and softness of
these legs.  He lowered his head and looked at them closely.  Brandon's
legs had been amputated about six inches below his knees and the stumps
were nicely tapered.  However, the scars at the ends were very big and
quite puckered, giving these otherwise attractive stumps a rather ragged
and slightly unappealing appearance.

"The surgeon didn't do the best job on me, did he Jevin?"

"Did you ever think of having plastic surgery to correct the heavy
scarring?"

"Yeah, but can't afford it now.  Just don't have the money.  It would also
mean changing my prostheses, so...maybe someday."

"I remember lots of people in rehab coming in for stump revisions.  I
didn't know what that was until one of the people told me it was basically
plastic surgery on the stumps."  Jevin had never touched another person's
stump (outside of rehab, that is) and he looked forward to the experience
of making love with another amputee.  He found that it made him incredibly
aroused.

He lowered his head and moved his lips and tongue down Brandon's strong
thighs until he was kissing and licking his knees.  He first lifted
Brandon's right leg and kissed and sucked the skin behind his knee.  He
then gradually moved his face down until he was actually kissing and
licking and sucking Brandon's right leg stump.  It was so comforting and so
surprisingly soft.  He loved the feel of the small folds of flesh on his
tongue.  He loved the taste of the perspiration on the stump.  He loved the
feel of the large scars and he unabashedly caressed, kissed, nuzzled and
fondled Brandon's leg stumps.  He loved how contented he felt tending to
the needs and wants and desires of a fellow amputee - a fellow outsider.

Jevin moved himself so that he could do proper justice to Brandon's leg
stumps.  He repositioned himself at the foot of the bed so that he would
have unfettered access to both of them.  Brandon complained as he moved
away.

"No complaining now!  Remember, there's still a lot of night left."
Brandon laughed at Jevin's pointed remark.

Jevin brought his arms to Brandon's leg stumps.  He massaged first one,
then the other, with his hand and stump.  Brandon was bouncing all over the
bed.  He felt ecstatic!  The feel of Jevin's stump manipulating his own
stumps was almost more than he could endure.  This was the greatest
attention paid to his body since...since he didn't know when.  Maybe the
greatest ever!  Jevin was a force to be reckoned with, and he wanted Jevin
to be reckoning with his body for a long time to come.

Jevin loved the warmth and feel of Brandon's stumps.  A certain heat
pervaded his body; tremendous warmth infused his soul.  He was with a
fellow amputee and it felt so right...so goddamned right.  He belonged
here.  He belonged with Brandon, if Brandon would have him.

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	Jevin and Brandon were cuddled up together.  They were gently
holding each other and soothing their partner.  Brandon was caressing
Jevin's face with his hand, and Jevin was softly stroking Brandon's face
and neck with his arm stump.  They were staring into each other's eyes and
did not speak a word.they didn't have to.

So far, it had been a marvelous night - one of deep fulfillment and love.
After Jevin had massaged and manipulated Brandon's leg stumps for a long
time, he managed to suck off his companion.  He had never worked on an
uncircumcised cock before and it was a little different but very
pleasurable.  He then slowly, methodically and gently had intercourse with
his new friend.  Brandon had said that he preferred being fucked to
anything else; with Jevin's 7-1/2 inches of moderately thick meat in his
bowels, Brandon was more satisfied that he could ever remember being.
Jevin had been only too happy to oblige; Brandon had a gorgeous ass and he
wanted, and needed, to have sex with him.

Then Brandon had made marvelous love to Jevin's body.  He paid close
attention to Jevin's arm stump, lavishing great care and love on it.  He
licked all over Jevin's beautiful body, and what a beautiful body it was,
thought Brandon.  This kid is a super find.  He manipulated and sucked
Jevin's cock and balls in ways that Jevin did not think possible, taking
the whole length of Jevin's impressive member into his mouth and throat.
When Jevin came that second time he felt it was bigger than the first time
in Brandon's bowels.

Now they were quiet and loving and contented.  They were breathing softly
and just staring into the eyes of their partners and caressing the skin of
their new found loves.

"I need to get to the can," Brandon said.

"Shall I carry you?"

"That would be great, Jevin.  When I don't have my legs on I usually just
slide onto the floor and drag myself backwards to wherever I need to go.
Carry away, my friend!"

Jevin easily lifted Brandon, set him down on the toilet and left, closing
the door behind him.  Jevin walked into the living room and sat down on a
big easy chair.  He began to think about the earthshaking events of
tonight.or early this morning, since it was already almost 5 AM.  One week
ago he was with Jack and he thought he had finally found a lifetime
companion, a companion that could help him and that he could help.  Yet it
certainly was not to be.  Age!  Age differences too great.  What a crock of
shit!

Now, one week later, he finds himself in the apartment of another even more
compatible soul.  And what a wonderful one at that!  At least he thinks
Brandon is compatible.  They are relatively close in age, they are both
gay, both in the same field of study, both amps.suddenly Jevin ran out of
compatibility examples.  Okay, they both like to dance.  "Can't count that
one," Jevin thought, "because I only found that out tonight."  But there
sure are plenty of points of interest and they seemed to be very well
matched.

Brandon called him from the bathroom and Jevin carried his new partner into
the living room.  They both sat on the couch and both were still totally
naked.

"Tell me something, Jev.  How often do you shave your body?"

"Shave?"  Jevin was totally taken aback.  "Shave my body?"

"Yeah.  It must be a real pain in the ass to do it and do it as thoroughly
as you apparently do."

Jevin was bewildered at Brandon's question and gave him a strange look.
"Brandon, you've felt my body.  Does it feel like I shave it?"

"Of course it does.  Nobody has such a beautifully and gloriously smooth
body like that naturally."

"Well, now you've just met someone who does!  I've never shaved my body,
and I hardly have to shave my face."

"That's incredible!  Really?"

"Really!  What you see is all natural and all me."

"Remarkable!  Absolutely remarkable."  Brandon leaned toward Jevin and they
kissed deeply and longingly.

"Does it pay to go to sleep?" Brandon asked.

Jevin laughed.  "Maybe we should just have a very early breakfast and then
come back and go to bed."

"Bed?"

"You know what I mean - sleep!"  Jevin threw one of the small pillows on
the couch at Brandon, who immediately threw it back.  Jevin began tickling
Brandon in his armpits and he just howled.  But he definitely liked that
Jevin was able to be so physical with him.  People, specifically sex
partners, always thought that he would break if they became too physical
with him.  He started kicking his leg stumps.  Both guys started wrestling
on the couch, flopped onto the floor and wound up holding each other
tightly and sensuously.

They kissed and sucked each other's necks incessantly and Jevin began to
lick Brandon's chest again.  He could not get enough of this incredible
guy.  "I'll bet you got this great chest from rehab, right?" Jevin asked as
he continued to rub his stump across Brandon's pecs and nipples.

"You're right, Jev.  I was a pretty skinny and puny kid when I lost my
legs, but the months of rehab coincided with puberty so my muscles got big,
particularly my arms and chest.  And I've continued to exercise ever
since."

"You also have such great thigh muscles," Jevin said while looking away,
trying not to make eye contact with Brandon.  "I'm pretty unmuscular.  I
guess it's just my body type."

"Nonsense!" Brandon said insistently.  "You have a fabulously gorgeous
body, Jevin.  I absolutely adore it!  It's the perfect runner or swimmers
body.  I bet you do both of those things a lot, right?"

Jevin blushed.  "Yes, and I also play a lot of tennis."

"I knew it!  You have the most desirable body I seen in.in I don't know how
long," Brandon said with a warm smile on his face.  He reached out and
cupped Jevin's hanging scrotum in the palm of one of his hands.  "You have
the most beautiful equipment I have ever seen on a man, Jevin.  They're
almost like...like the most perfect cock and balls in the whole universe."

Jevin laughed.  "You must have a lot of experience, you sex fiend."

"Actually, I don't have that much.  Not to many men are taken with a double
leg amp.  But I've seen enough.  And yours are just so...so incredible!"

Jevin blushed and bent over and kissed Brandon, who was sitting up against
the sofa.  He put a little pressure on Jevin's scrotum and Jevin took in a
deep breath of air.  He leaned over and kissed Brandon deeply and
satisfyingly again.  Brandon moved so that he was now stretched out on the
soft carpeting and Jevin nestled close to him.  Brandon never let go of
Jevin's scrotum; he then began massaging the younger man's magnificent
cock.

Brandon reached for Jevin's arm stump and slowly brought it to his mouth.
He began to lick it slowly and evenly, then started to suck on it lightly,
all the while continuing to fondle Jevin's truly sensational equipment.
"Jev, I don't think I could ever get enough of you."  Jevin smiled and
kissed Brandon again.  "When you made love to me earlier, when you put this
incredible tool into me and displayed such superb passion for me, I never
knew it could be so wonderful - I never knew it was possible to be so
fulfilled and I never realized that someone could be so gentle and caring."

Jevin moved his arm stump over Brandon's chest, rubbing his very erect
nipples and stroking the hair of his armpits.  "Thanks, Bran.  That's me
though - caring, gentle and compassionate.  Can't help being the way I am.
Guess I'm guilty as charged."

"Thank God for that," Brandon thought.

He brought his lips to one of Bran's nipples and began to bite it very
lightly.  For his part, Brandon continued to manipulate Jevin's superb cock
and delicious hanging balls ("How did such a young guy get to have such
incredible equipment?" Brandon thought to himself.  "Great genes, I
suppose.")

Their second sexual experience was even better than the first.  There, on
the living room rug, Jevin and Brandon gave themselves totally and
completely to the other.  It was still very early in their relationship, of
course, but both were convinced that they had quite possibly found the
lifelong partners they had been hoping for.

Brandon marveled at Jevin's stamina.  He knew that a young guy like this
was all too rare.  Jevin felt overwhelmed by the huge infatuation for this
man.  Still remembering last weekend and the way he felt after his sessions
with Jack, Jevin was still willing to accept Brandon's love but he did it
with more than a little skepticism.

Though physically spent, they continued kissing and caressing the other's
body.  Jevin could not possibly get enough of the feel of Brandon's
wonderful body and those marvelous stumps.  He began to think of Brandon's
cock and balls as being very beautiful despite his earlier qualms.  Brandon
was incredibly taken with the unbelievable attractiveness of Jevin's body
and the unparalleled beauty of this young guy's cock and balls.

"Jevin, this has been the most wonderful and fulfilling night of my life.
Honestly!  I cannot remember ever having a better time.a more loving time
with another person."

"And for me too, Bran.  I cannot believe that it's only been a matter of a
few hours since we first met.  Jeez!  What a night...and morning!"

"I think it's time to hit the showers.  There's a bench for me to sit on.
So if you could carry me, my friend...my lover...my man."  They kissed
again Jevin lovingly carried him into the bathroom.  Jevin kissed Brandon's
chest and licked one of his nipples as he carried him.  "Jevin, if you
continue this, we'll be screwing in the bathtub - and I gotta tell you,
it's damned uncomfortable."

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	It was early Saturday evening and both Jevin and Brandon had been
working for the last few hours in Jevin's apartment.  Brandon had brought
along his laptop and was working in the living room, while Jevin worked on
his big machine in the bedroom.

Jevin stopped for a minute and thought about his first full day with
Brandon.  He smiled.  It had been a glorious day, filled with good food,
better sex, and intense studying.

He walked into the living room and draped both arms around Brandon's
shoulders and kissed the top of his head.  "How are you doing, love?"

Brandon reached for Jevin's arm stump and brought it to his lips.  He
nuzzled it and then kissed it.  "Okay, I suppose.  I am having trouble
organizing all this data so that I can begin to draw some conclusions from
it."

"Want some help?  I'm rather good at statistics."

"Not a bad idea.  Not a bad idea at all.  Sometimes it's better when an
outsiders looks at the stuff; he can see the forest from the trees.  Okay,
here's the problem and here're the numbers."  Brandon explained his dilemma
to Jevin and gave him any other relevant details.  The two worked together
for over an hour until Jevin finally hit on a fast and foolproof solution.

"Jevin, you are amazing!" Brandon said as he leaned back in his chair.
"Absolutely amazing!  You should be getting the doctorate instead of me."

Jevin blushed beautifully.  "I told you I was good with numbers."  He stood
up behind Brandon again and let his arms fall over Brandon's shoulders and
kissed the top of his head.  "How are you doing, love?"

"I'm doing great now!"  Brandon stood and they embraced.  "Jev, what do you
say to going back to bed for a while?  You know, just to cuddle or
something."

"I love the 'cuddle or something' part a lot."

They held each other as they slowly walked into the bedroom.  They
undressed slowly and then Jevin asked if he could remove Brandon's
prostheses.  Brandon agreed; he was only too happy to have this incredibly
hot young guy remove his legs and fondle his stumps.  He was sitting on the
bed with his legs hanging over the side.  Jevin pushed up his pants legs
and carefully removed both of Brandon's legs carefully and delicately; he
set them away from the bed.

He raised Brandon's legs and Brandon lay down on the bed.  His pants legs
were half empty but Jevin ran his hand up the empty pants and began to
soothing squeeze and manipulate Brandon's stumps.  He loved tracing one of
his fingers along the heavy scars.  This sent Brandon into fits of movement
and panting.  He was moaning his appreciation to Jevin, when the younger
man kissed him hard on his lips.

Jevin then cooed softly into Brandon's ear.  "You like it when I play with
your raggedy stumps, don't you Brandon?"

"Yeah, yeah.  It feels so fuckin' good, Jevin.  It's heaven.  The feel of
your hand and your stump on my legs are...are..." Brandon never did finish
his sentence because Jevin had pushed the pants legs up and was now
nuzzling and licking Brandon's stumps.  He loved the feel of them on his
tongue and adored the special taste that these severed limbs seemed to
secrete.  Maybe it was only his imagination playing tricks with his senses,
but it seemed to Jevin that there was a special, inimitable taste emitted
by Brandon's luscious and inviting stumps.

He continued to work on them, even getting to bite some of the looser flesh
lightly.  Brandon adored all of this attention to his poor, unappreciated
stumps.  "This wonderful guy knows how to treat these stumps properly and
to appreciate everything about them."

Jevin began licking up Brandon's legs including a thorough job on his
smooth, muscular and slightly hairy thighs.  Brandon was wiggling his body
and Jevin thrilled at the sensation of getting this terrific guy all hot
again.  "What a terrific partner he is." Jevin thought.  "A mature guy who
is still young enough to enjoy the things I enjoy, and is such a super
partner in bed."

When Jevin reached Brandon's crotch area, Jevin pulled back the foreskin
from Brandon's seriously hard cock.  He licked around the rim of exposed
head and inhaled deeply, savoring the smell and vitality of this wonderful
man.

He moved his entire body until they were lying face to face.  "I so love
your body and your stumps, Bran.  They make me feel so good.  You make me
feel so good!"

"Not half as good as you make me feel, you teenage stud.  That's what you
are Jevin - you are a real stud, the equal of which I have never, ever
experienced in my life."

They kissed strongly for a minute or two and then resumed their lovemaking.
Jevin made love to Brandon with an intensity and thoroughness that he had
lavished on only one other person before, namely Jack.  It was more intense
and more passionate than the lovemaking at Brandon's apartment.  Maybe it
was brought on by the fact that he was making love to another man in the
same bed that he had shared with Jack Turner.  Maybe...

It was a glorious evening of mutually satisfying sex.  Both men knew that
they had certainly found a real soul mate in the other.

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	Jack Turner was driving to Santa Rosa for his usual Saturday night
ritual.  Despite what happened that last weekend he planned on going to the
Mayfair Grille.  It was habit - habit pure and simple, and one he simply
could not break.  It would be bad luck to miss a Saturday night at the
Mayfair.

"Why the fuck am I going to that place again?" Jack asked himself.  And
notwithstanding the myriad of arguments and reasons that he tried to think
of, the same answer kept coming up again and again.  "Because I desperately
want to see Jevin again, that's why!"

"Shit!  Why am I doing this?  Why did I have to fuck up such a...a really
good thing?  Why couldn't I speak with him when he came to the house?  Why?
Because I'm an asshole, that's why!"

Jack continued to drive and the closer he got to Santa Rosa the more upset
and nervous he became.  He was breaking out in a cold sweat and he felt his
vision getting blurry.  He pulled off the highway at a convenience store to
get something to drink and to try to collect himself.  He got back into the
truck, drank his Mountain Dew and suddenly started to cry.  He was crying
almost uncontrollably.  And no matter how much he tried he could not bring
himself under control.  The only thought in his head was Jevin - his
beautiful Jevin, his loving Jevin, the one person in so many years who
showed him caring and understanding and compassion and the real experience
of love.

"God!  I want him back so bad!" he screamed while beating his fists on the
steering wheel.  "I need him so bad!"


			   The End of Chapter 9