Date: Mon, 15 Aug 2011 07:09:30 +0200
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: A Game for Two Part 2

     It had been over two years since I had slept with anyone and it was
with a great feeling of pleasure to slowly wake up with another body
pressed close up to mine. The only difference this time was to feel a hard
presence pressing tight up to my back and feel, for the first time in many
a year, a hand grasping my morning erection. I came awake instantly on
remembering last night and moved my body to tell me that I still wasn't
dreaming and that it was a hard prick pressing itself up against me.
     `You're awake then,' came the soft voice of Lucas behind me as his
hand gave my cock a few more strokes.
     `Oh Lucas,' I cried as I moved, dislodging his hand from me as I
turned over to face him. `You don't know what you did for me last night,' I
said as I kissed him, groping with my free hand to find him rock hard as I
was.
     `From this passionate greeting,' he said with a laugh and a smile, a
smile that was worth dying for now, `and what I felt just now, you would
like to be relieved the same as I would. Now move down the bed a little
way.'
     This I did, wriggling down until my feet were hanging over the edge
for his bed was of the divan type, meaning no foot board. He quickly moved
too but had turned around and now I saw his feet coming up onto the pillows
and then, there in front of my face was his massive looking erection,
highly magnified it being that close.
     He was upside down to me and I quivered as I felt him take me into his
mouth and begin sucking on my cock. His cock, the one that that had been
used last night to fuck me was there before my eyes, that wonderful tool
that had given me a new lease of life, throbbing and just waiting for me to
do what was being done to me. My hand went up and took his balls in hand as
my mouth closed on that fiery head and took him in as deep as I could
before giving myself up to the pleasure of sucking and teething it as he
was doing to me.
     Such was my joy in doing the same to him, my hips soon began to buck
and I felt his hand take hold of the base of my cock as I tried to face
fuck him as he sucked and chewed on me. He too reacted in the same way and
I was forced to hold him so as to prevent him from choking me as his hips
tried to stuff as much of himself into me at the same time.
     I came with some gusto into his hot avid mouth, him sucking and taking
it as I felt him stiffen and began to come into mine. Gone were my past
inhibitions at doing this and hungrily chewed on him as he came, filling my
mouth with his semen which I held there as he kept on pumping yet even more
into it. My cheeks must have been bulging at the amount that came out of
his cock and to my own amazement, I then swallowed it.
     I'd only ever once before had had oysters, but though this was similar
it its way, this was much better and I sucked on him even more to try and
get some more of this ambrosia that his balls had produced.
     I also had come at the same time, loving the way he sucked and
literally pulled it out of me and I knew that he swallowed what I had given
him for his mouth never left my cock as he still continued to suck and
tongue me.
     But finally with both wells sucked dry, we called a halt and fell away
from each other, my heart still pounding at the fact that I had swallowed
his semen. I lay there looking at his slowly deflating penis and took his
balls into the palm of my hand and gently bounced them up and down as I
tried to guess the weight and resolved that the next time, I would do this
before he came to see if I could discern any weight difference. I knew that
it would be negligible but that was besides the point for I thought that he
would like me to do this to him anyway.
     I think we both gave out a sigh as we got off the bed and went into
the bathroom for the regular shit, shave, shower and shampoo. I used his
toothbrush for as I'd already had his cock in my mouth, a toothbrush was a
minor detail in hygiene. He had disposable razors in the cabinet which I
also made use of before having my crap and then the shower. Body
cleanliness was very important when having anal and oral sex, though with
the latter, the thought of possible Aids was now too late so it was
dismissed for I was getting too old now to worry about such a thing.
     It was strange that though both of us were naked in both bedroom and
bathroom, I still was somewhat reluctant to move about the house in that
state and so wrapped the sarong round me but tied it in the female fashion
over the right hip so that leg was exposed. It was also less restrictive
when moving about.
     I went into the kitchen and began to look for food for breakfast. My
house was almost identical to his though his only had two bedrooms whereas
mine had three, but the kitchen layout was the same. It was uncanny to find
that he used near enough, the same cupboards as I did in the storing of
things, even down to the cutlery and utensil drawers. Plates opposite the
sink, cups and saucers in the first wall cupboard next to the sink. Pots
and pans to the right of the oven and above and to the left of the oven
were the condiments and spices.
     The eggs, milk, tomatoes and such like were in the fridge as expected
and these I got out as well as some bacon, bread and margarine.
     `Scrambled eggs?' I asked him as he came in when I was getting
everything out, `and how do you like your bacon?'
     `I like my men hard,' he said as he put an arm round my waist and
kissed my shoulder, `and the bacon soft.' I smiled at him over my shoulder
and got on with cooking breakfast.
     `Are we eating outside?' I asked.
     `Good Lord! I forgot about the dinner things,' and he went out and
brought in the debris from last night and then made coffee as I got round
to dishing up the breakfast meal which we took outside into the glorious
sunshine and finished off the meal with toast and marmalade, it being
typically English, except for the weather.
     After us both washing up the things from two meals, took another
coffee out and lay down on the loungers by the pool.
     `You should get those white bits tanned,' he said and disappeared into
the house and came out a few minutes later and gave me a soft leather
sheath. `Put this over the old todger and save it from getting sunburnt.'
It was soft but thicker than a condom and I managed, with some difficulty,
to get my penis inside it and then lay back to try and give my upper thighs
and lower stomach a bit of a tan.
     Few words were spoken over the next hour as we lay there side by side
on our loungers, quite close to each other.
     `Lucas,' I said, reaching out my hand to touch him, though keeping my
eyes closed from the direct sunlight. `I should really be getting home. The
shutters are all down on my windows and the neighbours might notice this
and think that something has happened to me. Living alone I seem to tend to
bring out the motherly instinct in the women about me.'
     `Yes, of course. I never thought of that being so secluded here
myself,' he replied, his hand now taking hold of mine and giving it a
squeeze. `Would...could...do...do you think we could put off your going for
an hour Terry?'
     `I think I could Lucas, what did you have in mind?' I asked, my cock
already rising at what I guessed he was going to suggest.
     `That we spent that hour in bed.'
     `Yes, I'd like that,' I replied giving his hand a reciprocal
squeeze. I then opened my eyes as I turned onto my side and looked at him
and saw that his cock was up and hard against his stomach.
     `I thought you would,' he said as I saw his eyes move down to my lower
region and I looked too and saw how ludicrous my cock looked standing
almost upright in this leather sheath I had on it. We both had a laugh and
he pulled it off and moved over and bent his head and gave the head of my
cock a suck.
     `No,' I said sitting up. `Not this way. I...I want you too,' I
finished lamely and was pleased to see him give me that sweet smile again
as he stood up and held out his hand. I took it and let him lead me back
into the house and into the bedroom with the unmade bed and we quickly got
onto it and went into a clinch as we kissed each other quite passionately.
     He got two condoms out of the drawer and handed me one and I quickly
tore it out of its wrapper and rolled it down over my throbbing erection as
he rolled over and went onto his knees. It was less than twelve hours since
I'd put myself in between those lovely brown cheeks of his bum and I was
eager to do so again.
     I was soon between his legs and pushing the head of my covered cock
into the hole of his backside and had the double pleasure of not only
hearing him groan with delight but also of me now having my cock once again
surrounded by the tight heat of his arse as I slid in to my full length.
His hips under my hands and his bum tight up against my thighs as I felt my
cock throb and also felt his pulse rate transmitted through it.
    I really loved moving myself in and out of him and knew that in a few
minutes I would be getting the same feeling of being fulfilled as he was
now and getting the same kind of joy that he was verbally pouring out of
how much he loved me having him.
     It's one of the pleasures of life that doesn't last very long and I
was soon ramming myself hard up into him before straining against his bum
as I came in great bursts and thought of the day before by having had sex
fulfilment three times whereas before, I was lucky to have been be able to
get an erection and masturbate once a day. He certainly was putting life
into me and turning the clock back at my having regained some of my earlier
vigour in this department.
     I pulled out of him and marvelled that this was my second coming so
far this day and it wasn't yet mid-day. He groaned at my withdrawal and I
quickly left the bed to get rid of the rubber down the toilet to be then
able to have him have me for the second time. My insides were in a turmoil
and on fire at having been fucked once and that I was really looking
forward to being fucked again.
     He was there on the bed, on his knees, his cock covered, waiting for
me and I smiled and got onto the bed and assumed the position and had the
joy and pleasure all over again of having a big cock pushed up in my arse
to be fucked. I was in heaven, feeling not only his hands on my hips and
his thighs touching my bum, but having that pulsating hard piece of flesh
inside me. Moving in and out and at times, expanding my rear end as he
would almost pull out completely, tantalising me with it there before
ramming himself back inside till his balls slapped against the cheeks of my
arse.
     I was drooling and thanked my lucky stars that I had bumped into him a
few nights before. This time now seemed so far in the past that I couldn't
really believe so much had happened in the meantime. One minute a widowed
heterosexual and the next, a devoted slave to male homosexuality. I found
myself pushing backwards to his forward thrusts, trying to get more of him
inside as he fucked me. But as I said a short time back, this pleasure is
more of a fleeting one for it doesn't last very long and he was soon
grinding his hips up to me as he came inside me.
     But I loved it and wondered how long it would be before he would able
to stick himself into me again. He got back onto the bed after losing his
condom and we held each other as we kissed, saying at how we had both
enjoyed the sex we'd just had between us.
     It was with reluctance that I drew apart and got off the bed and got
dressed.
     `You will be coming back Terry?' he asked and I caught the almost
pleading note in his voice.
     `Of course,' I said smiling back at him lying there, naked on the
bed. `I've still got to beat you at chess. Give me a couple of hours and
have the chessboard ready.' I bent over him and gave him a kiss and I'm
sure I saw tears in his eyes as I left the bedroom and let myself out of
the house.
     As his polygon was next to mine, it was only five minutes later that I
entered my own garden and let myself into the house. The first thing I did
was to raise the closed shutters letting any nosy neighbour see that I was
still alive. It was still not quite noon but I mixed myself a large gin and
tonic and went and lay down on my own bed and ran through my mind the past
twenty four hours and squirmed with the delight of the memories that came
to mind.
     The big prick of Lucas and of me taking it into my mouth, the first
one ever, and how much I'd enjoyed it. Then the sucking and finally
swallowing of his semen and still wanting more, but then came the icing on
the cake. To then have that erection pushed up into me and being fucked
with it! What a glorious feeling that had been and I wished that I had
started doing that when I was back in the navy. I might not have ever got
married then.
     This brought the images of my wife back to me. I had loved her, that
goes without saying. Our time together, nearly thirty years was not
something that you could easily dismiss when it was almost half of my
present life. With us both being the only child of our parents and not
having siblings was something we could handle and it was a bitter blow when
we found out that she was unable to have children herself. We thought of
adoption when it finally came out but we had gotten used to just being
together so we didn't. Instead, we enjoyed each other's company and visited
many places all over the world that we might not have been able to afford
if we'd had children.
     I finished my drink and went to what had been her chest of drawers and
ran my hands through her underwear that after she had gone I had at various
times put on and pretended that I was her and would sometimes go to bed
wearing them and fuck the pillow. There had also been days where I would
also put on one of her dresses too and spend all day inside the house
acting as her. I then wondered what Lucas would think if I was to present
myself to him wearing female underwear and wanting to be loved and fucked
as one? But decide that it was too soon in our relationship to spring this
on him though I really felt now that I would rather be treated as the
female in what we did together.
     I then realised that I'd been at home for over two hours and suddenly
felt very lonely and wanted to be back with Lucas. To see, touch and talk
to, and so I changed my clothes and leaving some of the shutters up, locked
up the house and walked back to where Lucas, my new found love lived.
                                                           *
     His plot differed slightly from mine by having his car port alongside
the wall that separated it from the pool. It was big enough to drive the
car in and also to turn round in so that you didn't have to back out onto
the road. But as yet, he hadn't bought a car and the gate was unlocked and
I went through this and then another gate that led into the pool area.
     Lucas gave a small cry of delight when he saw me and quickly jumped up
of his lounger and came over and gave me a swift kiss before going into the
house and bringing out some beers. The chessboard had been set up between
the loungers and I went and sat down and was served a nice cold beer as he
sat down opposite me and we began to play.
     We drew the first game, I lost the second one but drew on the third.
     `You're getting better,' he said with a smile when the game was
finished. `You're making it harder for me.' I never did get round to
telling him that as a boy, I was the borough's schoolboy champion in my
last year at college. It was just this forty odd year gap that had slowed
me down and when you live the almost vegetable existence in Spain, it does
tend to dry up the brain cells.
     He had been sitting there in a sarong having put it on before we'd
started and during our playing, I had taken off my shirt but was still
wearing my shorts.
     `Come on,' he said. `It's time for a swim,' as he stood up and took
off his sarong for me to see his lovely firm brown body before diving into
the cool water of the pool. It took only a moment to divest myself of my
shorts and sandals to join him.
     We lazily swam about and played for nearly an hour with much touching
of hands and the odd fondling of each other's genitals before we got out
and rubbed ourselves dry before laying down naked on the loungers. I had
laid down on my front to try and get my bum brown when he remarked that I
should be careful with me being so white there, that he got up and got some
lotion and began to rub it over my cheeks. It was when he stuck his finger
up into me that I began to squirm, getting an almost instant erection, but
it also aroused me to my need of him there instead of a finger. With my bum
oiled, I lifted myself up onto my knees.
     `Please Lucas,' I begged. `Fuck the condom. Just fuck me now, please.'
His hands were all oily and I'm sure he wiped them over his cock before he
got behind me. He straddled the lounger which was solidly made of wood and
not one of those cheap plastic things, and I felt his greasy hands hold my
hips as the tip of his cock nuzzled the entrance to my back passage.
     He slid in with ease and filled me not only with his cock but
happiness too as he quickly began to move himself in the fucking of
me. Live bare naked flesh was now being used inside me and I loved every
glorious inch of his thickness that contracted and expanded me as he
ploughed my field.
     `You glorious man,' I cried as I felt his come splash the insides of
my anal canal. `I felt you come.' Dizzy with delight I urged him to keep
ramming himself into me till he was completely empty before with much
gasping, he pulled out. His cock, still huge, slowly withdrawing leaving an
empty space behind and I'm sure creating a vacuum as my insides seemed to
contract because of the lack of air. As his prick left me I felt just like
a balloon and held the lounger tight as I thought I might suddenly take off
as a balloon does when suddenly released, and fly around the pool area in
crazy circles till deflated.
     I quickly turned over onto my back and held my own erection that was
throbbing enough to hurt, upright for him to see and wiggle it for him to
attend to. This he did by placing his mouth over the head and with an oily
hand, pumped me as he sucked and gave me the relief from the pressure that
had built up whilst he'd been fucking me.
     I came in nice healthy amounts which he took in and I saw his eyes
twinkling as he looked up at me, not letting go as he continued to suck and
eventually swallow the entire contents of my balls in one go.
     `You seem to like it both ways,' he said with a smile as he licked his
lips.
     `I do, I do,' I cried and it was only the fact that his cock had not
long come out of my arse that stopped me from going back down on him.
     We went under the small shower spray by the poolside where I carefully
washed his prick as he washed his hands of the sun oil. It was only then
that I realised that I'd had him fuck me out in the open air and thanked
the Lord that the pool area was surrounded by high walls. Then it was back
to the loungers to catch the late afternoon sun.
     I raided his fridge that evening and found enough to make a meal which
we ate outside again, also having two bottles of wine, though we did wash
up the plates and other things before going to bedroom for a night of sex.
     Orally to start with but only enough for arousal until I got him onto
his knees to enjoy once again the pleasure of putting my cock between the
brown cheeks of his bum and fucking him up the arse. I was rejuvenated with
fucking this strong man's body beneath my hands and came with some gusto as
I rammed myself in tight to hold him firm as my hips bucked out my coming.
     Then it was my turn and had that sheer delight of having his prick
back up inside and give me a most pleasurable ride.
     `I think I'm coming to love you Lucas,' I said as we lay in each
other's arms afterwards.
     `I was thinking the same thing,' he replied as he kissed me. `It's
been such a long time since anybody has given me so much pleasure in so
short a time.'
     `Long may it continue,' I said, now a bit sleepy and so with a
goodnight kiss, I soon fell asleep in his arms.
                                                           *
     Next morning during breakfast and after our morning oral sex session,
I mentioned about food.
     `Let's go and get some provisions up at the supermarket,' I said, `I
can also let you see where I live. The inside I mean for we've got to go
there to get the car for I'm not walking that far and carrying it all
back.'
     `Good idea,' he said, so after the washing up, we got dressed properly
and walked those few minutes to my house where I got the car out of the
drive and we went shopping.
     I selected what I liked whilst he picked up the things he preferred
and so we finished up with a full trolley, not forgetting the wine. We
drove to his house first to unload some of the food till his fridge and
freezer were full and then back to mine where we stored the rest. It seemed
to be tacit understanding by this that I would be spending more time at his
place that at mine.
     With this done, I then showed him over my home and he remarked that I
was slightly over the top in furniture. We were in my bedroom at the time
and I pulled open a few drawers and explained that I still had all my late
wife's clothes and underwear there. He was by what had been her dresser and
he dipped his hand into a drawer I'd left open and brought up some
lingerie.
     `With all this here, have...have you ever tried wearing any of these
things?' he asked me in a shy voice.
     `I...I...well...I did, just after she passed away. I wanted to
recreate her if you know what I mean, but that was two years ago. I just
haven't had the heart to thrown the things away.
     `Would...would you put some on for me?' he asked. `Now?'
     `No, I couldn't! You'd only laugh at me. I thought I looked ridiculous
the last time I did, what with my paunch,' I replied.
     `Please!' he asked in a pleading voice. `If you'll let me, I'll put
some on too, then we can both look and feel like a woman that's being
fucked.' I got a stirring inside my shorts at the suggestion and seemed to
take a long time in replying.
     `Well,' I began, dragging the word out. `If you promise not to laugh.'
     `I promise,' he said making the sign of a cross over his heart. `But
let me put some on too.' I reluctantly agreed and so we both quickly took
off our outside clothes and began to put on stockings, suspender belts and
finally adding a bra and I still thought I looked ridiculous with my belly
hanging over the suspender belt that held up the stockings, but it had
produced the same effect on both of us by given us massive erections that
looked incongruous jutting out from this female underwear.
     `You fill the bra better than I do,' he said with a shaky laugh as we
looked at each other before moving in close to hold and kiss one
another. `God, these stockings feel so sensuous,' he said when we broke off
the kiss, our cocks having rubbed up against each other. We were both
really turned on dressed up in this way and I quickly went to the bedside
table where I still had quite a few condoms left and got two of them out.
     Lucas went down onto his knees and took the head of my cock into his
mouth and gave me quite a few good sucks as well as tonguing the erogenous
zones around it. I passed him a condom which he rolled down onto my shaft
and quickly got onto the bed presenting his arse to me.
     I was slow in getting on the bed behind him, loving the sight of his
brown bum framed by the black suspender straps down the sides of his thighs
and the stocking tops being held up by them. His back looked that much
different with the bra strap across it as I first stroked the sides of his
body and waist before holding him firm and sticking my rubber clad cock
into his waiting orifice.
     He was as tight as usual and I loved the internal pressure he exerted
round the whole circumference of my cock as it slid and disappeared into
his backside. With it out of sight but not out of mind, I began to use it
and really gave him a right good fucking till I came, panting heavily as I
then leaned over his back and felt him use his sphincter muscle to try and
squeeze what semen out that I had left in my shaft.
     He gave out a cry as I pulled out of him and went off to the adjoining
bathroom and got rid of the condom and felt a little self conscious as I
walked back for him to see my own erection swaying about between these
suspender straps and the tops of the stockings I was wearing.
     `I want to do something different,' I said as I got to the bed by
which he was standing, his erection already covered with his condom, and I
pulled the pillows down to the middle of the bed before I got on to it. I
then lay down on the pillows and leaned right back so that was bum was much
higher and lifted my legs up, almost creasing my stomach in this
position. `I want to see your face as you make love to me.'
     He saw that it was possible for my arsehole was now high enough for
him to stay on his knees and yet still have the ability to enter me. He
moved in and I rested the calves of my legs on his shoulders as he moved in
closer and by him grasping me by the front of my thighs was able to pull me
towards him.
     What a joy it was to see the pleasure on his face as he looked
directly at me as his cock began to slide into me until his thighs were
tight up against my bum, my legs up high against his chest and
shoulders. He mouthed me a kiss as he began to move and I saw that he
enjoyed this experience of having me this way, seeing me smile back up to
him as he fucked me. A whole gamut of expressions crossed his face as he
ploughed into me and bent almost in half in this fashion, still enjoyed
being fucked in this way. He almost lifted me up as he pulled tight on my
legs as he began to shoot out his load and I gave out a sob to his cries of
delight as he kept surging into me in his coming.
     We didn't do it too often this way for it was rather back-breaking for
the recipient, though we did find a better way later where we could even
kiss one another as we fucked. This we tried later that night after we'd
had dinner back at his place, minus the underwear which stayed in my home.
     We took it in turns to sit on a hard back chair, naked of course and
the one sitting was wearing the condom. I did it first and my cock was
standing almost upright as I sat there and he then straddled the chair and
my legs and lowered himself down onto my organ that I held upright for him.
     He gasped as he slowly sat down on my prick that was, at the same
time, moving up into him until he was then sitting on my thighs with me
fully embedded inside him.
     `This is fantastic,' he cried as his arms that were round my neck
pulled me head closer to him so that we could kiss. My cock was throbbing
inside him and I felt his pulse rate as we sat in this position while we
kissed. Then it was up to me to bounce him on my hips and fuck him in this
way.
     It was great for both giver and receiver as we changed positions later
and vowed that we would do it this way whenever we felt the inclination to
kiss and cuddle at the same time.
                                                           *
     We fucked each other silly over the whole of the summer, sometimes at
my place but at his for most of the time. I was almost living there as I
now seemed to be spending more time in his home than in mine. It was a
natural progression that towards the end of summer he suggested that I
moved in permanently and I agreed. That I was still paying rates on my own
home was bye the bye for it was still far cheaper for two to live together
than one in these circumstances.
     So here I moved in and was happy to be the wife to Lucas especially
when he bought me the underwear, to be dressed this way as he made love to
me. I was happy enough to take on half of the household chores for I was
every ready to bend over and have him fuck me whenever the mood took him
which, to my delight, was quite frequently. Though I still fucked him too I
was satisfied to bow down to his wishes and it made for a perfect
harmonious relationship.
     We became closer than peas in a pod and Christmas was a delight as we
didn't stint ourselves and had great fun in decorating the house though we
actually went out for our Christmas lunch at one of the best restaurants in
town. But it was a happy time for us both in the giving and receiving of
presents. The best one though was when he gave me a special one, his cock
and body all tied up in ribbons that I could only unwrap with my teeth. I
think we had sex in every conceivable place in the house over the winter
period and I loved the dark evenings with a roaring fire, one that burns
you on one side while the other is cold. Being sucked and fucked on this
thick and lovely fluffy white mat in front of this fire. Then to kiss and
cuddle and try to make dreams of the future.
     It wasn't until the winter was passing that we lay in each other's
arms and tried to talk of the future which I knew wouldn't be that long for
me as I was just approaching my sixty first birthday. I suggested that I
would make a new will because since my wife had died, I now didn't have
anyone to leave whatever I had left, to give to. I left it in the air and
Lucas said that he was in the same boat not having any living kin himself
and why shouldn't we then make a mirror will. Each of us to leave whatever
we had to the other.
     I said that this was a good idea and so, a week later, we went into
town and spoke to a notary. Both of us were now quite fluent in Spanish and
so we had two wills drawn up with us both leaving everything to each other.
     With this done, we both went off and had a celebratory dinner and I
shouldn't really have driven home in that state, but I did and we
survived. We had talked about Lucas buying a car to which I had said no for
we still had mine and he came to accept that.
     Spring had now sprung and it would soon be time for us to be sitting
out by the pool again. Well in fact, it was now warm enough and so the
loungers were brought out and we began to take advantage of that weak but
still sun tanning weather to really brown me. I was not quite his colour
but I looked much healthier since I had lost all those white bits towards
the end of last summer. Now was the time to top it up and become as golden
brown as he was. He now joked that he couldn't find my bum in the dark as
he used to.
     We had by now having adopted ourselves to each other's taste that we
would do turn about shopping at the local supermarket and it was his turn
this week. I hadn't as yet begun to have my car parked at his place and so
he had to walk down to my house, get the car out and go and do the
shopping.
     While he was out on this weekly errand in his turn, I decided to give
his place a bit of a clean. I'd helped keep most of the visible places of
the house clean whilst there but now it was time to tackle the bits that
always seemed to have got missed.
    The bedroom was one such place and pulled the chest of drawers out and
cleaned the space behind and in pushing it back, one of the bottom drawers
had come partly open. I tried shutting it but it wouldn't go fully back and
surmised that something had fallen out of one of the upper ones. So I
pulled it right out and fumbled in at the back and found a large envelope
which was quite dusty and then found that the drawer closed quite easily
once it had been removed.
     But what was an envelope such as this doing in a chest of drawers that
was basically for clothes. I sat on the bed and opened it and dumped the
contents out onto the bed. All it contained were eight pages of writing,
stapled in twos. So there were four typewritten sheets, each of the back
pages, being stamped and signed along with three signatures.
     I was alarmed to notice that all four documents, for that is what they
were, were all wills. The first dated seven years ago and the latest just
over eighteen months. There were four different names on them as being the
beneficiaries except one that occurred on all four and that was of Lucas
Lantell.
     Oh you bloody fool, I said to myself! I thought that I had found
myself a lover to last me into my old age and now I've discovered that I
was destined for an early grave judging by these copies of old wills where
he was the beneficiary and that I was to be the next victim in line. But
more fool him to have kept such documents about, even though he might have
thought that they were well hidden. So all his protestations of love were a
sham and that his sole purpose was to lead me into believing that he loved
me enough to promise that we would live together in love and harmony for
the rest of our natural lives when by the evidence before me, he must have
said these same lies to these four other unfortunates. For I too had made
such a will as he had, that we would leave all we had to each other.
     I sat there stricken as to how and when he planned to deal with me and
what preparations should I make to prevent this happening? I shoved this
incriminating evidence to the back of one of the drawers and began to make
my own plans to survive.
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     I kissed him when he returned from shopping and helped him unload the
car and told him that I would drive it back later. I'd already prepared
lunch which we had out on the patio with two bottles of wine to drink. To
me, is was akin to the last supper even though it was only lunch and when
we'd finished, we cleared away and washed everything up and went back out
to the poolside and lay down naked in the sun.
     `Lucas,' I said as we stretched out. `Make love to me now. I need
you.' I was actually begging him. `No condom. I want to feel every inch and
vein of you as you fuck me.' I raised myself up, leaning well forward on my
elbows, my now, nicely tanned arse up as an offering. He couldn't resist it
and he was soon behind me and I had the pleasure, my last pleasure of
having his big thick cock being slowly moved in and out of me and I nearly
started to cry at this last time I was going to feel of his manhood moving
inside of me.
     `Harder! Harder! Hurt me! Fuck me as if it were rape,' I cried,
desperately wanting to feel the after effects for a long time to come, from
this lover of mine.
     He reamed me good and proper and I knew that I was going to have a
sore arse for a few days because of it, but it was in some-way of being an
atonement for what I was shortly going to do.
     I gave out a cry as he pulled out of me and then went off to wash
himself before coming back, his cock now half deflated and lay down on his
own lounger and looked at me expectantly. I moved off mine and went down
onto my knees and took his deflating member into my mouth and sucked out as
much of the semen that be left inside his shaft before rising up and giving
him a kiss. I had deliberately kissed him from the opposite side to my
lounger so that he was facing away from it as I gave him a Judas kiss,
telling him to lie still as I wanted to have him lying in the prone
position.
     That's where he misinterpreted what I had said for he stayed in that
position, lying face down with his head facing the opposite way to me as I
got up and moved over to my lounger and took out the club hammer that I had
taken from his tool box and had concealed under my mattress covering.
     It only took a moment to pull it out and move that one step and bring
it down with some force onto the side of his head. It could have only been
a micro second of pain as his skull cracked and had it driven into his
brain. It was an instantaneous death and so he never really suffered except
that it was me that had suffered. I had thought that I had found at last a
lover that would see to my physical needs and comfort me in the twilight of
my years but had found only deceit.
     I then went over to the pool and washed the club hammer and dried it
on a towel and went into the house and put it away in his tool box. I was
still crying as I got dressed before going back out to the patio and began
to set the scene. I've said that the loungers were sturdy and made of wood,
well this model also had wheels at the top end, so I lifted the other end
and wheeled it close to the wall. I then moved the small plastic table next
to it and set up the chess board and pieces before wheeling the other
lounger alongside.
     Next was to go to my car and get the blanket that I had in the
boot. This I draped over the front grill of my four by four and with it
securely fixed, got inside and started the engine and slowly eased the car
forward and gently pressed it against the wall that separated the turning
area of the house from the pool, the wall which behind was now the body of
Lucas on his lounger.
     This wall had been built by local contractors and didn't really have
any substance and it soon gave way and collapsed over into the pool area
and over the body of Lucas.
     I stopped the car and removed the blanket and shook it free of any
dust and folded it up and stowed it back in the boot before driving it out
and closing the gates behind me. I drove it to my home and parked it where
it normally stood and went indoors and poured myself a large gin and
tonic. The glass rattled against my teeth at what I had done but it was
better that he was dead instead of me.
     Many of my neighbours had seen me at home at this time of the day and
I made a point of speaking to one of them to establish the time and left it
an hour before I broke off the conversation saying that I had promised to
play a game of chess with my friend up the road.
     I walked back up to the house of death as I now thought of it, once it
had been love but now? I went in through the foot gate and round to the
pool and saw that the wall had fallen in just as I thought it would have
and now it was my turn on stage as it were. I went and scraped my hands and
fingers at pulling some of the blocks from the body of Lucas and got myself
worked up into a histrionic fervour as I clawed at the blocks and dust
covered plasterwork as I uncovered half of him before going to the mobile
phone in the house and phoning for an ambulance, asking them to also
contact the police about this tragic accident.
     Being where we were in this urbanisation, I knew it would take them
quite some time to arrive for I spoke mostly in English with odd Spanish
words thrown in in my hysteria of reporting this accident that I had found.
     As it happened, the police, or rather the Guardia, arrived a few
minutes before the ambulance and paramedics and they were trying to get me
to be a little more coherent in what I was saying. I kept on saying at how
did they ever allow this kind of shoddy building work to continue that
could fall down at any time and kill innocent people.
     It didn't take the ambulance men long to clear the rubble off of Lucas
and pronounce him dead at the scene and after two big drinks inside the
house and with an interpreter there, I gave them the story of how I'd gone
home for a couple of hours before returning for our usual afternoon game of
chess, only to find him buried under the rubble. I'd tried, I said, to
clear the blocks myself, showing my bloodstained hands where I'd scraped
them, in trying to dig him out.
     This was all noted down and I'm sure that it was also written that I
was in tears the whole time. They had obviously guessed that we had been
homosexual lovers but that was just a side issue in this case.
     In the meantime, the ambulance crew had recovered Lucas' body and
taken it away and I was eventually left crying alone on my promise that I
would report to the local police station in the morning to give a more full
and coherent statement.
                                                           *
     This I did and admitted that we had at times, spent the night together
but I had been at my own home when this tragic accident had occurred. The
inquest was held two days later and that was the verdict of the
coroner. The question of who was the beneficiary of his estate didn't come
up.
     It was his own fault that he was now dead and that I was still alive
for he should never had kept those copies of the old wills of men that he
had obviously killed himself and taken their estates and monies and now I
had his. For if he had been a pro, he might have won though he wouldn't
have found all my money for it was in various banks under various names for
the one and only truth I had told him was that I had retired early.
      The rest of my story that I told to him, and to you, the reader, was
a pack of lies. As stated, the only true fact was that I had retired, well
up until then I had.
     I wasn't a widower for I'd never been married. The so called underwear
and dresses were just props to give verisimilitude to my cover story. Yes
I'd been in the Merchant Navy but that is as far as it went. Neither had he
ever been a deep sea diver working the oil rigs for I had learned a lot
over the years. English was my native tongue but I was also fluent in
French, German, Italian and Spanish and I had been working this scam over
the past thirty years. I had houses and bank accounts in all these
countries.
     But on approaching sixty and having disposed of twelve other men I had
tried to find the one lover that would have seen me through to my old age
and if true, would have inherited well over two million pounds plus the
properties and I had thought that Lucas might have been the lucky man.
     So I had raised my tally to thirteen, a number I really didn't want to
finish on, so I moved on, putting these last two houses onto the market and
settled down in the Alicante region. I went to fund raising events and tea
parties and listened to all the gossip and finally found a likely looking
mate and eventually went and sat next to him in a bar. He was about fifty
years of age and we chatted as one does over a beer, giving each other our
names before I brought up the subject.
     `Do you play chess?' I asked him. `It's a good game for two.'

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