Date: Wed, 08 Jan 2003 15:03:17 -0800 From: Steve Thomas Subject: Chris-Crossed-Seth-28 I have been informed that it would be a good idea to state a few warning comments. There may be graphic sexual scenes between men in this story, so please, if this offends you, or it is illegal or you are underaged to read such, stop here and hit your "back" button. If it is okay with you, read on and enjoy. I also want to thank Nifty for the opportunity to post my stories here. I have met some very nice people and been afforded an opportunity to express myself as never before. The feedback I have received here has encouraged me on to write more. Thanks to you all. >From Chapter 27: "Oh, Lute. Lute? -- aw shi'! A'yway, yef, Is tho nife oo tee oo." "Don't try to talk, Sweetheart!" He called me Sweetheart! "Let us do the talking, Haoli." "Mut -- ph -- mut!" My eyes teared up even more. "No buts, White boy!" "How wong ham I neen -- asweef?" "About three weeks. You have been in and out, but never when I have been in here. I came -- my sis helped me -- as soon as I heard. I have been here over two weeks." "We got you all registered for fall semester Dear," my mom said, "Here at Santa Barbara. And since Luke agreed to be your companion -- you will need a constant companion for the next six months -- he got a break on the waiting period -- residency -- and he is registered in all the same classes." "Some of the classes," Luke said, "needed prerequisites, but I promised them I would be tutoring you. A couple I'm re-taking. A better grade will not hurt me any. I was only going to junior college. With your parents' offer to pay for my tuition," he smiled at my mom, "and the State aid I received as your companion, I now get to attend university!" I smiled, not knowing they could not see anything except my eyes. "Dass gate!" Well!!?? I knew what I was saying! Chapter 28 I think my mom's feeling may have been a little hurt -- or something -- that she could not care for me more. We stayed with Mom and Dad until school started. I asked Luke to find something to do to get away, to give her a chance to baby me. He did EVERYTHING for me! I had hardly any control over my bowels or bladder. It was like, "AH! Here it comes!" "Which end!" "PEE!" Mostly at first, there was not time to get a receptacle under me -- and besides it really did hurt -- a lot -- to be moved to get it under there. So Luke then had to clean me up, sponge me off, dry me and cover me back up. Sometimes he had to change all the bedclothes. But he never complained -- not even once. "Luke, maybe you could -- well -- let my mom give you a break -- or something. I know she wants to do something." Okay, actually I usually had to repeat everything at least once to make him understand -- at least at first. But he was getting pretty good at understanding me, and I was getting better at forming the words with my jaw set as it was. "You getting' tired of me, Haoli? Trying to get rid of me?" The way he said it, I knew his feelings were a little hurt. "Where can I go?" "It's summer -- take the boys to the beach!" I admonished. "They'll love riding in the `Stang." Before they left, the boys came in and thanked me. Luke had told them it was my idea, and I know he prompted the show of gratitude. Fred was getting to look quite grown up. He had a pretty heavy beard which made him look a lot older than his 18 years. He and Eddie were looking for a place to stay, but had not found any yet. After that first day at the beach, I could tell Luke really liked getting back to the water and to his board. After that I did not have to urge them to go. It was late August and my headgear had been removed, in favor of a strong neck brace. My bandages were all removed from my head. My hair was coming back -- in patches. I wondered if it would ever come back altogether. The first time I asked to see a mirror, I looked in it and cried. How could Luke ever stand to look at me -- and yet he did! He did other things for me. I couldn't use my arms yet, and so he helped me out with my sexual relief. It wasn't easy, as he had to find a way not to rap his knuckles on the cast! But he did, and he always looked deep into my eyes as he did it, sometimes getting himself off at the same time. Sometimes at night he would go down on me and I mostly put up with it. It was not as good as his hand jobs somehow. One day near the end of summer, Eddie stayed home when the rest went to the beach. He claimed he was feeling sick. Very quickly after they left he was feeling much better. He came in to my room and we talked. We talked about when we were younger -- all the stupid things we did. He mentioned how close we used to be and how he missed it. I told him, in a nice way, that he really needed some grow-up time. He apologized for being a jerk. He asked me if he could read to me. I said I would like that. "What do you want me to read?" "Get that new book that those guys left here the other night." "I Nephi," he started, "having been born of goodly parents, and having been taught somewhat in the traditions of . . ." I was asleep that fast. I woke up and Eddie was still there, stroking my forehead. "Hi Seth. You didn't let me read very far." "I know. But thanks anyway. Maybe another time, huh?" "K. Can I get you anything?" "Naw. If you were a little stronger, I'd let you try to get me up on my bedpan. But I can wait for Luke -- I'm getting better at that." "K. Call me if you want anything." He started out of the room, carrying the book. "Where are you taking the book?" "I read some more out of it -- it's pretty interesting." He said. "Oh. Okay." He started out and then hesitated. He turned around. He had almost a pained look on his face. "Seth?" "Yeah?" "How are you doing?" Strange question. I gave him the "duh!" look. "I mean, do you still think about -- uh -- Brian?" Actually I was a little embarrassed - - and I lied. "Yeah -- I do!" "How do you feel about Luke?" "I -- I really -- um -- like him -- a lot, Eddie. Why?" "I was just wondering -- curious, I guess." "Curious?" "Yeah. (Ahem!) is it possible to love them both?" He asked. I could feel the blood rise into my face. "I- sorry -- I -- it's none of my business." He said. "No, it's okay, Eddie. To tell you the truth, I don't think about Brian as much. When I do, there is still a little -- pain -- involved -- and I still love him, but Luke is -- well he's making it a lot easier to -- to let Brian go." "And -- uh - ?" "What is is Eddie?" "Does -- er -- um -- Luke seem to -- I mean does he seem to love you as much?" "I think -- I guess so. He -- helps me a lot! He never complains." I explained. Eddie got tears in his eyes. "What is it Eddie?" "Aw -- shit! I don't want to -- to -- tell you this -- but -- Luke and Fred have been -- have been (GULP) seeing each other." My heart sank. Not Luke. Not with -- "You mean -- sex?" He looked down at the floor and whispered, "Yes." I looked up at the ceiling, "Oh my God." I uttered. Eddie ran to me like he wanted to scoop me up, but when he got to me, there nothing he could do, so he put his face next to mine -- and our tears mingled. "I'm sorry, Seth -- I -- I maybe shouldn't have said anything!" "No, it's okay, Eddie. I think I need to be alone for a bit, k?" "K." Why is it no one understands that when I say I want to be alone -- I don't want to be alone. Later on when the guys came home, and Luke was helping me with my personal stuff, I said, "You seem to have really hit it off with Fred, huh?" "Why do you say that?" "Oh, I don't know -- you just seemed to click from the start." "We have fun -- we all do." He said. "I don't blame you. He's awfully cute -- with his beard and all that curly hair. I don't know how you resist him." Not looking me in the face, he said, "What do you mean?" "I don't know. If it were me, I would definitely be tempted to -- to -- do -- something." He looked into my eyes. "Eddie told you huh?" He looked back down. "Luke, I told you it's okay!" I said, my heart breaking. "It must be awfully hard for you to help and serve me so much -- even meeting my special needs -- and not getting your own met." He looked into my eyes again. He saw my tears. It helped that I saw his too. "Seth -- I -- The last thing I want to do is hurt you. I love you!" "Mm-hm. Just like a brother, huh?" I said. It came out much more sarcastic than I intended. "Look, Luke, I -- I said I don't blame you -- and I mean that. I won't say it doesn't hurt, but it is what it is. How -- how do you feel -- for him?" "I think -- I think I -- I'm so confused! I think I love him. But I think I love you too." He whined. "Is that even possible?" "Actually, I think so! But it's not practical. I do have an idea." "What?" "I learned from Eldon -- that was my second shrink -- and also from Brian -- after he died -- sex confuses. When you are in love first -- it consummates, but it confuses when you are not." "and so - ?" "And so I suggest that you stop having sex -- with him and with me -- Your self stimulating while you are getting me off I know is hot for you. You have gotten to be very good at timing us to come together." He scratched his chin. "Hmm. It'll be hard to explain to Fred." "Yeah, but your almost 26 and know how to do it!" I challenged. "Right?" "I -- guess so." He said. "OH! Shit! Sorry!" I said all of a sudden. "What!?" "Exactly what I said! Shit! -- Sorry!" Then he smelled it. "Aw! You suck!" He said. "You wish!" I replied. And that gave me another idea! Two days later, Luke came back from the beach, and he entered my room with a crooked smile. "What?" I said. "Well -- I feel really stupid!" "Why?" I said, picking up on his silliness and grinning back at him. "I'm so sure! As if you don't already know!" He said. "Well, just pretend like I don't and tell me!" "He dropped me like I had a disease!" "What -- already?" "He said, `Well, that's just fucked! You let the ass hole lead you around by the nose, shithead!' He called me a shithead!" Luke repeated. "That's okay. He called me an ass hole!" I said and laughed a little too hard. "OO! That hurt!" "So are you ready for a good wank?" "I don't -- it still may be better to wait for awhile -- to see if it's really love." "Don't be such an ass hole! I've loved you for almost a year! I nearly broke my neck getting here as soon as I heard you were in trouble!" "Well, then come here shit head, and kiss me!" His eyes seemed to turn deeper purple, as they sparkled and he grinned at me. He kissed me with a passion he was afraid to before this. I returned his ardor -- and a little bit of tongue -- well, actually a lot! "Luke tonight before we go to sleep, I want you to help me with some neck exercises. Trent, my physical therapist, wants me to start strengthening my neck." "Anything you say, Haoli!" I hope he feels that way tonight! All night, before, during and after dinner -- he kept looking at me and smiling like he wondered what I was up to. After we were in bed, - he did sleep with me -- for all the good that could do us. Ever try to spoon with plaster of Paris and fiberglass? Anyway, as soon as we were in bed, he said, "I thought we were going to work on your neck." "OH! That!" I said, nonchalantly. "Okay, first lock the doors." (Remember there are two doors to my room -- one from the hall, and one from the bathroom that also connects to the hall.) He seemed to like that idea. "What next?" "Drag the chair to the end of the bed." "Okayy-ee?" He eyed me suspiciously. "Trust me!" I said. "Now lift me down so my legs and feet are supported on the chair. Good! Now you kneel above my head. So you are upside down to me." "What are you up to?" "You'll see! Now lean over me and straddle my hips with your hands." He did so and his man-meat was nearly in my mouth. Of course in that position, he was very close to mine as well. As he looked at my growing and swelling member, his responded in kind. "Seth, if you wanted me to suck you off, you could have just said it!" "Actually, I don't want that -- well not right now!" "Well what do you want?" "This is to strengthen my neck! What do you suppose would do that?" "What?" "Boy you are really thick sometimes, Luker! I think if you drop down a little more, your dick may find out how to exercise my neck!" "You mean you want me to - " "Yeah, Sweet Luke! Fuck my mouth!" I started to giggle. "Good joke, Haoli!" he said. "No joke, Luker!" and he was close enough for me to reach him with my tongue. I lapped out and just grazed his frenulum." "Eek! Your NOT kidding! But I can't - " "Yes, you can! Just be gentle. Already I can feel precum dripping out of mine, I am so primed for this!" "But I can do you at the same time." "No! This is your turn -- and mine to strengthen my neck! Besides, you can't concentrate on being careful if you are doing me at the same time! Fuck me -- no! LOVE me Luker!" And he did. My arms were immobile as were my legs, in the cast. My chest and shoulders were covered in plaster. But he very deftly made passionate love to me -- my mouth. I made love back WITH my mouth! When he was done -- and it was no small feat to do it in that position - he was completely spent! Well almost! He had enough energy left to bring me to completion -- about a half minute it took, after the slamming I made him give me. Then he carefully lifted me back fully on to the bad, and straddled me again, this time so he could be on top of me without hurting -- well -- either of us -- and he kissed me good night. We tasted all of sex. And it was so sweet! Notes: Luke's back! (Takes bow!) As usual, send comments to Steve at s4d@hotmail.com. Put "Seth" in the subject area, please. Thanks and love, Steve