Date: Wed, 03 Jul 2002 11:41:06 -0400
From: Lee Mariner <mariner23502@hotmail.com>
Subject: DEREK & I Chapter #5

DEREK & I
By
Lee Mariner

June 2002

DISCLAIMER: This is a gay fantasy depicting
homosexual acts between young men. IF YOU ARE
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PLEASE LEAVE.

All characters indicated are fictional and in
no way related to any person or persons living
or deceased.

ENGAGING IN UNPROTECTED SEX CAN LEAD TO LIFE
THREATENING CONSEQUENCES AND SHOULD BE AVOIDED.

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Chapter #5

A loud knocking woke me and at first I didn't know
where Derek and I were and then remembered having
dinner with Helen and we were in her motel on the
Eastern Shore. Another loud knock brought me out of
bed Derek mumbling something about someone going away.
Realizing I was naked, grabbed my shorts from the
floor where they had been flung the night before and
stuffing my piss hard cock in my fly as best I could I
pulled the curtain back a little peeking at whoever
was banging on the door.

A black elderly woman was there and from the cart she
had with her I realized it was a motel maid. She had a
plastic bag in her hand and was trying to say
something but my sleep-fogged mine was not really
registering anything yet.

Opening the door a crack she said "Good morning, I'm
Melba the maid. Ms. Helen sent this around to you all,
she figured you didn't have none with you and here's a
pot of coffee, there's some cups on the sink in the
bathroom but they's cardboard."

Open the door wider I took the plastic bag and the pot
she held out too me. "Errrr good morning, thanks" I
managed to get out as she smiled, walking away pushing
her cart and sort of chuckling under her breathe.

There was a cornfield I hadn't noticed in the
darkness, a mist hung over it and there was thick dew
on the ground. It was cool and there was a hint of the
sun starting to rise, it was the period when the night
was reluctant to let go and greet the sun for its
time. Inhaling deeply and filling my lungs with the
crispness of the morning a sudden urgency hit me in
the gut reminding me my bladder was full.

Turning quickly with a pot in one hand and the bag in
the other I saw two round cheeks disappearing through
the bathroom door. Kicking the door shut and putting
the pot and bag on the dresser, I quickly unsnapped my
shorts letting the drop as I joined Derek in the
bathroom. The sound of his strong morning stream of
urine hitting the water was the perfect guide and mine
joined his as we grinned at each other giving the
usual sigh of relief draining stretched bladders.

Leaning over we kissed milking the last drops from
still half hard cocks and looking into my eyes he
said, "who was that at the door? I heard something
about a pot and not having something."

"Helen sent the maid with some coffee and a few things
we did not bring with us. I didn't look but I think
she sent a razor, tooth brushes and some other stuff."

"Coffee, god but she must have extrasensory
perception. What time is it Larry?"

"Not sure, the clock is over by the television. Check
it out but I think we have plenty of time before Ruth
gets here for breakfast."

"Its not 7:30 yet, where are the cups? Didn't she send
any with the coffee?"

"Paper cups in the bathroom Derek. This is not top
line service or we would be paying more then $6.00.
Pour me one too with you? I'm gonna turn the air
conditioner down, its cool in here and we didn't bring
our fur coats."

"We could get back in bed and warm up!!!" Derek said
as he turned with my coffee in his hand. His blue eyes
gleaming as he moved towards me with it. His long slim
cock was thickening as he came closer and mine was
responding.

He held the cup while I pulled him closer and I opened
my mouth as he guided his hard length into my mouth
with the movement of his hips. It didn't take much
movement though, his velvet covered steel rod stuck
straight out and slid home like it had more then just
one eye.

I heard him groan as I gripped his round ass cheeks in
both hands and I started sucking gently on his
manhood, "Mmmmmm baby you better let me put this
coffee down before you go to far." I reached for the
cup and set it on the floor without releasing his cock
and I could taste the saltiness of his free flowing
pre-cum. Morning sex was a turn on for me and he
gripped my head with both hands as his hips started in
almost automatic piston movement driving Derek's cock
in and out of its warm wet home. He was groaning
softly and whimpering as I sucked and my lips held him
tight.

Massaging and pulling on his balls with one hand I
stroked my cock in concert with his hip movement as a
euphoric feeling swept over me. I could tell he was
feeling the same as me as his cock swelled and he was
slowly arching his back pushing more of his cock in as
deep as he could. I could feel my own climax swelling
at the base of my cock the pressure demanding release
as Derek's nuts drew upwards inside his scrotum and I
could tell we both were very close.

Almost like we were on the same wavelength I could
hear and feel him groaning his body tightening at the
same time as me. The sudden jerk of our hard cocks and
then the gushing, flowing thick streams of morning boy
cream flowed down my throat and filled my hand.
Moaning and twisting my head I tried swallowing more
of Derek's cock as he held my head pulling me tighter.
His cock jerked with each spasm sending another stream
of his life's fluids down into my gut. There was no
gag reflex just the warm feeling of his cream free
flowing becoming a part of me making us one.

I heard a gut wrenching moan "Larrrrrrrrry, Larrrry"
and he fell forward pushing both of us down on the bed
his softening cock still held by my lips his pelvis
covering my face and we were in a tangle briefly until
he rolled sideways. I had an overflowing handful of
hot cream and spread it over my slowly relaxing chest
and stomach muscles. Draining the last drops from his
sensitive cock, I scooted up on my elbows until we lay
next to each other our almost soft cocks pressed
between us.

Derek's eyes were closed and I gently kissed each
eyelid and then his soft luscious lips my tongue
teasing his.
"Good morning Baby." I whispered softly.

"Good morning Baby. If only we could wake this way
every morning. I love sex in the early morning don't
you?"

"With you Derek, always" I said as I slid one arm
under his neck and the other over his chest. Holding
him tight we rested in the soft after glow enjoying
the feeling of a combined love for each other, my
sperm cementing us together.
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By newer motel standards the shower was a bit
primitive but sufficient. We had to be careful and not
get that playful since the tub bottom was not a non-
skid surface. We managed to wash each other and get
half-hard playing and giggling like little boys
instead of two very lusty teenagers. I had never
showered with another guy and I don't think Derek had
either. I loved the feel of his hard smooth muscles
and the way they seemed to tighten and move under my
fingers when I caressed them. The satiny texture of
his hairless body but the smooth silky feel of his
pubic hair was like a light electric surge that went
through me. From the look in his eyes and the way he
touched me it was pretty sure he felt the same way.
Keeping our hands off of each other was difficult
while we briskly toweled each other dry. We both were
learning each other and the spots on our bodies that
delivered the most ecstatic feelings surging and
enveloping us. The love of a hard body pressing and
gently demanding to be loved, appreciated.

I loved Derek as I had loved Paul and deep inside of
me in that secret place that was his it was as if he
was whispering encouragement and guiding me. A small
voice whispering "live life Larry, love him and he
will love you in return."  Paul was with me always and
I think Derek knew it because of the way I sort of
slipped off on my own mentally.

"Penny or two cents for your thoughts Larry."

"Just thinking about us and how much I love you,
that's all. We better get dressed, Ruth should be in
the motel by now."

"You're right. I hate not having any fresh clothes
though. All of that stuff in the El Camino that we
could have brought."

"We will know better if there is a next time Derek.
Are you ready?"

"Let me double check and be sure we have everything
and haven't made too much mess."

That was one of the things I was learning to love
about him, his concern and perfection. I watched from
the doorway as he moved around the room looking for
nothing really since we had brought nothing but he
would feel better for having done it.

Ruth was sitting in the restaurant dining room as we
walked in and she smiled when she saw us. Ruth was not
by any stretch of the imagination a beauty but she had
a face that would light up when she saw you. I liked
her and hadn't really known her 24 hours. Derek being
Derek went around the table and leaning over hugged
her kissing her cheek. I was learning he was an
impulsive hugger once he knew someone. I followed suit
not wanting to be thought standoffish.

"Good morning fellas, you look like you had a good
nights sleep. Helen told me she sent a pot of coffee
to your room, ready for another?" Ruth said as Derek
and I sat down.

"We did sleep well Ruth, thanks. You and Helen have
been great for just having met the two of us."

"Young love is a turn on for us old lesbian types.
Always like helping out the next generation and you
two remember that. Someday you might be in a position
to help some kid or kids. It's not all smooth sailing
in this life, as Helen."

"Ask me what Ruth? You on the stoop again?" Helen said
as she rolled a food cart from the kitchen loaded with
enough food for twice our number. Milk gravy, eggs
scrambled, sausage, bacon, ham, home fried potatoes,
toast and biscuits with slices of cantaloupe melon.

Helen saw us both looking wide-eyed at the food and
she threw her head back laughing. "Eat boys, I know
teenagers need filling."

"Filling, try stuffed, do you eat this way all of the
time?  After what Derek and I ate last night and this
we will be lucky if they will let us back across the
bridge."

"I don't think there is much to worry about there
Larry. They built a pretty strong bridge there. We'd
like having you back if you have a mind to visit us
again. Helen and I don't get many young visitors."

"You need more visitors then the guys we saw
yesterday. Maybe more signs on the highway or
advertising in some of the gay periodicals?"


"That might help a little Larry if the two old
lesbians that own it would do it. The other problem is
that not many gays or lesbians enjoy being that far
from their televisions, air conditioning, bars and
restaurants. Weekends are for cruising in the big
city; over here there is little of that around and the
old timers that have lived here for generations like
it that way. I bet you and Derek would enjoy it if
once you were here a couple of times."

Derek looked at me with a forkful of eggs half way
between his plate and mouth. "I wouldn't mind coming
back Larry, we could use my Dad's camping equipment.
He wouldn't mind I'm sure. I can't remember the last
time it was taken from the loft over the garage."

"We could come back next weekend if you wanted too. It
wouldn't cost any more then what staying in the El
Camino costs. I bet Eddie is gonna charge us for an
extra day when we get back."

"If you're talking about Eddie Carper, you can bet on
it Larry. I had him and a friend of his stay overnight
not long back. I noticed on the registration card he
listed the his address as care of the El Camino on
Diamond Springs Rd. He bitched like hell about my
rates of $39.95 and it was my winter rate."

"That's Eddie Helen. I wonder who he was with Derek?"

"Probably that kid in the restaurant, remember?"

"Maybe. This has been nice Helen, Ruth but I wish
you'd let us pay you something."

"Wouldn't dream of it, you and Derek come back next
weekend."

"Yeah, bring your camping equipment and I can set you
up close to my shack away from Charlie, Hector and
those other hungry man-eaters in the grove. Any young
guys that get caught down there are fair game. That's
why I was relieved when you and Derek drove got out of
there. If you do come back, don't bring a ton of
stuff, just what you will need."

"We kind of figured that Ruth. Scared the hell out of
us at first but we didn't stick around. I think we
will be back if we can get Derek's dads equipment."

"Well if you can't come on back anyway. There is an
empty Wilderness that sleeps 4 people available for
rent and it would be less than a motel."

"How about that. Taking the food right out of my mouth
Ruth.  I'm just kidding, you kids come back soon."

After hugging and kissing we headed south on US13, the
Bay Bridge Tunnel. Derek scooted closer after we paid
the toll.

I was thinking of the weekend we had shared and the
adventures we had already had, the people we had met
and made friends with so quickly. Derek laid his head
against my shoulder and I placed my hand on his thigh
feeling warm inside. Neither of us said anything until
after we had gone through the first tunnel.

"It could be fun Larry, just you and I in a tent,
eating from a propane stove and showering together in
cold water."

"I'm not sure about cold water showering kiddo. Might
make things shrivel and what would that do for our
relationship?"

"Not much, take more then a little cold water to cause
that much shrinkage."  He laughed rising up and
kissing the lope of my ear.

"Don't get me horny at 60 miles an hour, hurts too
much."

"The motel is not that far and since we are gonna have
to pay for another day, we might as well take
advantage of it Larry."

Derek was right, the motel was not that far away and
it didn't make sense wasting the money. I glanced to
my right where his head was on my shoulder his moist
lips close and into his gleaming blue eyes as he
squeezed my thigh.

"Yeah," I thought, "why waste the money."

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