Date: Sun, 11 Apr 2004 14:51:56 EDT
From: KissAndCuddleGem@aol.com
Subject: TED AND LYLE: A LOVE STORY (INSTALLMENT 7)

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"Why don't you just kiss me, Big Daddy?  That should be your 'punishment'
for scaring me half to death.", a still-giggling Lyle began, pretending to
chide Ted but his smile and giggling, as well as tone, of course giving him
away.

Ted was very much touched by Lyle's thoughtful gesture, yet at the same
time, to Lyle's glee, very turned on both by Lyle himself in general and by
Lyle in the sexy silk burgundy nightwear he was now wearing especially for
his fiance.  Ironically, though Ted's marriage had been one of great
longevity, he could not recall his dear departed Lily ever going to the
trouble of wearing something so sexy and pleasingly attractive just for
him.  Ted, upon hearing Lyle's words in half-jest, was more than happy to
oblige; and, thus, he began to repeatedly kiss Lyle, bestowing upon his
lips sweet, tender kisses full of warmth and passion.  As he so kissed
Lyle, he roamed freely with his hand all along the sides and front panel of
Lyle's s bikini-style nightwear.

Ted was so crazy about Lyle and so joyously in love with Lyle that he
simply could not imagine ever living his life without him.  Plus, Lyle's
playful side here was truly making him feel elated inside.  It was
refreshing for him to see that Lyle could not only let go but enjoy, that
the two of them could enjoy their playfulness together and be free with one
another in terms of their intimacy and "bonding".  Plus, though Ted did try
his best not to think about them being cousins, in truth he was undeniably
aroused whenever he thought about them being "cousins in love" sharing
their hearts as well as their bodies and being intimate with one another in
the same way that a married couple would share such intimacy.

^@^@hLyle, in his mind, was very much surprised by what he perceived to be
"the new Lyle".  He knew that there was certainly still somewhere within
his depths this emotionally constipated Lyle that could put a damper on
virtually any parade.  Yet he was now realizing that there was this whole
new side to him just yearning to remain in the forefront, a spiritually
free and rejoicing Lyle that just wanted to go for the gusto full steam
ahead.  Lyle loved the feel of Ted cavorting on top of him like a cat in
heat.  He was so busy returning Ted's kisses with warm kisses and a warm
embrace that he barely even noticed Ted lowering the bikini he was wearing.
The two may have been technically men in their fifties discovering gay love
later in life.  But in mind and spirit, if not body, they closely resembled
two hormone-happy teens discovering affection where least expected and
enjoying the present moment for all it was worth.

Ted was very much learning to enjoy taking his time with Lyle.  He was not
really quite yet fully accustomed to thinking of himself as being gay.
Still, he was fully cognizant of the reality of what had occurred in a
considerably brief span of time: He had been comforted in his grief and
helped to be brought out of his depression by a man, a man who had also
been his cousin and that he was very close with growing up.  He had then
made love to this man, though he had not really planned on that happening.
He came to realize that he truly loved this man; and was at a point in his
life where he felt he could accept this man's love simply for what it is.
Then, after sharing romance together, realizing he wanted to share his life
and all he had to offer to this man for the rest of their lives, he
proposed marriage to this man; and stunning this man completely with "the
whole nine yards", ring and all, this man accepted his marriage proposal.

Ted certainly did have at times his own insecurities, moments in which he
felt he was floundering and unsure as to what is the right thing to say or
do and in which he would doubt as to whether he measured up to whatever
Lyle had already experienced with others.  A gentleman who was more
spiritual than religious, he simply clung to his belief that He, the one
above, blessed the two of them being together and would therefore lovingly
guide both of them to do what was right for them.  Ted did not in any way
forsake his religion by his choosing to do a formalized union with Lyle in
matrimony.  On the contrary, he fully intended both his and Lyle's faith to
be a major part of things both in terms of the ceremony and the
celebration.

Lyle, a bit more modest than Ted, was still adjusting to seeing Ted with
all his inhibitions as now cast aside.  Though Lyle knew some personal
things about Ted, there were always a few little things that would take him
by surprise.  One thing, for instance, was Ted always sleeping in the nude
and, though willing to don a robe apparently out of respect for Lyle,
frequently leaving the robe untied as he went about his merrily.  Lyle
guessed that Ted was in all likelihood a bit of an exhibitionist; and,
frankly, having dabbled in his forties with nudism and nudist activities in
beaches and resorts and the "great outdoors", it was no big deal to Lyle.
Actually, he was just relieved that the dynamics of their relationship
seemed to work.  He could sense that his passive, feminine side was
apparently totally okay with Ted, who was always extremely masculine,
virile, and lusty in his bearing when they were "together".

Ted was not really the sneaky type.  Yet a part of him truly relished in
surprising Lyle the way he did.  Of course he was totally nude when he
surpised his cousin.  He simply loved being nude; and, anyway, it would not
be nearly as much fun with Lyle, he figured, if he all of a sudden feigned
a modesty that was not truly him.  He was very proud of his dexterity in
lowering Lyle's sexy nightwear.  Getting himself into better position atop
Lyle, he softly plopped down his beautifully-contoured cock on top of
Lyle's pubes.  Working the tip of his tongue slowly down the center of
Lyle's chest, he paused in the area of Lyle's soft pecs and drew his
attention toward Lyle's nipples.

Being with and "with" Lyle was always a sensuous experience for Ted.  Ted
loved to breathe in Lyle's gentle scent, much of which was from the Caress
moisturizing body bar he usually used; and even while merely sitting on the
terrace with Lyle, he would deeply inhale his lover's scent as if her were
breathing in the intoxicating aroma of a Greek god from mythology.  Very
much in the moment now in body, mind, and spirit, he slowly and gingerly
began to kiss, lick, and suck on Lyle's right nipple.  Lyle was thrilled
that Ted was so lovingly sucking on his nipple, he felt as if he were
nursing a new-born babe.  He did not mind at all that Ted's sucking of this
one nipple went on for close to twenty minutes or so.  For one thing, he
knew that his nips were not extremely sensitive; and, further, for him it
was all about psychological bonding and being a source of as great pleasure
as possible for the one he loved and wanted to please more than anything.

While it certainly was not ideal timing, to say the least, an understanding
Lyle more snugly embraced Ted as Ted drifted off into the natural haze of
sleep.  The intensity of what they were sharing and the events of the morn
were rejuvenating and yet, at the same time, somewhat draining for a
now-senior Ted.  In truth, Lyle himself was more than a bit tuckered; and,
besides, he simply surmised that they would have many days to come to share
with each other and more than make up for whatever had not happened.  As
Lyle clutched Ted's head against his bosom, his thoughts turned to their
friend, Syd.  Lyle began to wonder whether Syd, a quiet man and a lovable
gent with often a cantankerous side, would react well to their coming out
and be willing to help them with their plans for a coming out party.  The
child in Lyle hoped that, regardless, they would be able to have balloons
at the festivities.  He closed his eyes and was visualizing a plethora of
lavender and pink balloons floating aimlessly about all around the two
"lovebirds", as he, too, drifted off into an inviting cushion of sleep.

As the clock in the kitchen chimed for 6:00 PM, Ted and Lyle awakened to an
annoyingly persistent ringing of the doorbell.  A groggy Ted kissed Lyle,
as the two stumbled down the inner staircase in their hastily-thrown on
robes to get the door.  Expecting Syd, the two were in for a very big
surprise, a wake-up call they could not have possibly anticipated.