Date: Mon, 15 Oct 2001 06:11:14 -0400
From: The Mariner <mariner23502@hotmail.com>
Subject: Paul's Christmas Holiday #6

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WARNING: This is a gay fantasy about young gay men and homosexual
acts.  If you are not of legal age to be reading this material or you do not
approve, please exit now.  Thanks for you consideration.
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UPDATE:  Both Paul and Reid discovered how much they wanted and
needed each other as they moved through a fog of passion before falling
asleep in each other's arms.  Paul was awakened by the feel of Reid's
warm lips and mouth engulfing  his throbbing cock and Reid drawing his
life force from him.  Paul slipped into a deep trance of contentment as he
gave himself completely to his attacker.  As both men roused from their
love making they donned robes and leaving the warm bed moved into the
kitchen.  With coffee assisting them in recovering, they discussed plans
for the upcoming holiday's.  Reid invited Paul to spend the holiday with
him. Paul accepted, inwardly he hoped he would not have any trouble
getting the weekend off from his new duty station. Paul was still slightly
overwhelmed by the richness he saw around him. He had the feeling that he
was being controlled and it bothered him slightly.
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Finishing their coffee and drinks, they showered together.  Both young
men using their hands to explore and tease as their lips met in passionate
kisses.  Groins grinding against each others steel rods.  Paul felt Reid's
hands exploring in the depths of his crack, his fingers stroking his tight
rosebud.  Relaxing, he felt a finger being slowly inserted and he sighed
deeply from within himself at the sensation as Reid smothered his neck
with little nibbling kisses.  He felt his Reid's lips next to his ear and then
heard in a low whisper...

"Paul, I want to fuck you but not today" as he withdrew his finger from
the hot cavity he had invaded.

Feeling Reid's finger withdraw from his rectum, he sagged against his
body and with his head laying on Reid's shoulder he whispered "Why not
now Reid, why not now, I want to feel you inside me, please."

Reid felt guilty at having started something and he said "Paul, I am sorry
for doing that to  you but we don't have time to make love like I want  and
I want us both to enjoy it. The damned bar has to be opened."

Paul pulled Reid tightly against his body and growled "lover, I am going
to hold you to that, count on it."  He kissed him and released his grip on
that gorgeous muscled body feeling Reid's hard cock sliding down as it
softened.  His own body ached for Reid but he knew what he said was
true.

They both finished dressing after some more horseplay and went down
the steps to the bar, Paul behind Reid as he remembered the dog.

Opening the door  after unlocking the dead bolts,  Reid whistled and
called "Sean, Sean boy."

Over Reid's shoulder, Paul saw the dog run from under a booth table to
greet his master without a glance his way.  Paul heard Reid talking to the
dog as he rubbed his head and roughhoused with him just a little.

"Remember Paul  boy" he heard Reid saying.

The dog looked at Paul and pushed his muzzle into his hand looking to be
rubbed.  Paul rubbed his head and said "Hi Sean".   He did not linger
long in his petting of the beautiful animal.

As he was rubbing the dog's head, he heard Reid say "only if I am with
you would he let you do that, never if you are alone."  Paul filed that
information away in his mind.

Paul followed Reid and the dog out the back door so he could romp and
relieve himself.  The snow had stopped sometime during the night and
everything was white and clean. Paul thought to himself, "just like in
Iowa."

After the dog was finished, Reid put him up in his cubicle with fresh food
and water for the day.

Paul asked "does he stay in there all day like that?"

Reid replied "yes, for the most part.  He will sleep and every now and
then he will go outside in his run. I check on him  once in awhile during
the day."

"Outside" Paul said.

Reid again replied "yes Paul, he has his own entrance into his private
run", slightly irritated at the questions he was being asked.

Locking the dog's door, they walked on into the bar and Reid flipped
some light switches.  He checked the beer coolers and found them
satisfactory.  Checked the beer gauges and they were okay.

Paul was sitting on a bar stool as he was doing this, feeling a little like
two left feet.  Reid didn't ask him to help so he just sat there watching
him until he unlocked the door.  From the front of the bar he heard Reid
call...

"Paul, want to give me a hand here?"

Paul walked to the front and saw the snow had built up against the door
so he helped Reid push it open.  Reid reached for a snow shovel and
started to clean a path out to the street.  Not being asked for any further
help, he walked back inside the bar climbing back up on his stool.  Paul
wondered if he was just going to sit there all day.  He damn sure was not
going to drink beer all day.

Reid finished and after sitting his shovel off to the side of the door, he
walked back to where Paul was sitting.

"Whew, he said. That was a little snow to shovel, not many people out just
yet.  Might be a slow day."  Reid glanced at Paul, a little twinkle in his eye
as he said this.

Reid fixed a pot of coffee behind the bar and offered Paul a large mug and
snickering a little he said "Sorry, no fresh cream right now."

Paul took the mug and said "that's okay, I'll get some later on." Smiling
as he took a sip.

Reid busied himself behind the bar and Paul sipped his  coffee watching
the way he moved. Reid seemed to glide from spot to spot, every
movement graceful as he cleaned glasses, etc.

Suddenly the front door opened and a young man walked in stamping his
feet.  Reid called out "oh hi Cal, come on back. I want you to meet
someone."

Paul watched the young man walking back removing his jacket.  He was
attractive with light blond hair and from what he could see under the
heavy sweater, seemed to have a nice body.  His waist was narrow with a
slight bulge in the crotch.  Paul took another sip of his coffee.

As he reached the bar, he heard Reid "Calvin this is Paul, Paul this is
Calvin, Cal for short. Cal works the front bar for me."

Calvin extended his hand with a  "hi Paul, nice meeting you."

Paul took his hand and noticed it was a firm, confident handshake as he
said "Same here Cal, good meeting you."

Nodding his head, Cal moved over and hung his jacket up before heading
for the front bar as he tied a small apron around his waist.  Paul noticed
a firm set of cheeks in his tight jeans.  As he watched and sipped his
coffee he heard Reid say...

"Naughty, naughty, no touch, he has a lover."  Chuckling as he said so.

Paul didn't answer just glanced at Reid.  He didn't like being watched
like Reid was watching him.

Sitting there a little while longer, a couple of more young men coming in
and one older fellow, Paul asked Reid for a beer.

Lifting the beer to his lips, he glanced at the door as it opened, Jerry
walked in.  Paul smiled at seeing him and hoped he would sit with him.

As Jerry was walking to the back bar Reid called out "Hi Jerry, early for
you isn't it? You want a beer or coffee?"

"Coffee will be fine Reid, no cream." Jerry said as he walked on back and
took a stool next to Paul.  Paul grinned at the "no cream " remark.

Shucking his leather jacket, Jerry said "Morning Paul, how goes it?" He
had a little glint in his eye as he reached for the coffee mug Reid had sat
in front of him.

Paul looked at Jerry noticing the rosy bloom in his cheeks from the cold,
it made him look even younger.  "Doing okay Jerry, weather looks like it
has let up some, I hope."

Jerry said "Yeah, the streets are covered and thank goodness for the
subway/elevated trains."

Reid placed Jerry's coffee in front of him with the remark "no cream, right?"
He turned and walked away to the other end of the bar.

Glancing at Reid, Jerry lowered  his voice a little and as he watched
Reid, he said "Everything okay Paul, I was halfway hoping for a phone
call last night."

Before Paul could answer he saw Reid turning and heading their way.

Walking over to where they were sitting Reid said "Well guys, how we
doing. Looks like business will be a little slow but better stay open
though."  Refilling their mugs, he glanced at both Paul and Jerry.

Jerry said "Yeah it does. I  am not going to be staying long though. Just
dropped in to see who was here, not many  I can see."

As if he heard Jerry giving him a cue, he looked at Reid and said "I better
be getting back to my base in case the snow starts to pick up again. Can I
call you later?"

Reid said "Yeah, probably a good idea, don't want you to get snowed in
and not able to get back. Use the bar number and you can reach me
almost anytime."

Both Paul and Jerry noticed the respose was flat, unemotional with no warmth.

Paul moved a little closer to the bar but Reid did not move, he just stood
there. Noticing this he moved back and turning to Jerry, he asked "Jerry
if you are going to be leaving, will you show me that subway entrance you
use that takes me to Charlestown?"

Glancing at Paul and Reid,  Jerry said "sure Paul it is just a couple of
blocks."

As he pulled on his coat, Paul looked at Reid and extending his hand he
said "Thanks Reid, I'll call you."  Reid did not say anything or take the
extended hand, he turned and walked away.

Reid called over his shoulder "do that Paul, thanks for stopping in."

As they walked out of the bar, Paul heard Jerry say "oh shit."

When they were not in front of the bar, Jerry stopped and turning to
Paul he asked "Paul there is a Horn & Hardart's around the corner and
I bet you have not had a thing to eat, have you?"

Paul nodded his head with a "you are right and I am hungry."

Jerry said "follow me" and he turned at the corner as Paul followed
thinking of how Reid had acted in the bar.

Walking into the restaurant, Paul  noticed only a few older people sitting
around nursing coffee cups.  Jerry nodded and said "homeless for the
most part Paul."  They moved to the counter and picked up trays, the
restaurant was cafeteria style.

Moving down the line they made their selections and paid the bored
looking cashier at the end of the line.  Jerry lead the way to a corner table
away out of earshot.  Sitting down they placed their plates and cups on
the table and put the trays on another table.

Paul picked up his coffee and as he took a sip he asked "Jerry, why did
you say oh shit as we were leaving the bar and why did you think I hadn't
eaten?"

Sipping his coffee, Jerry waited a few seconds before replying.  He was
looking at Paul's face and into his eyes.

Taking a deep breath and exhaling with a sigh, Jerry looked at Paul and
said "Paul let me ask you a couple of questions before I answer that,
okay?"

Paul nodded his assent as he watched Jerry's eyes.

Continuing on Jerry said "Reid took you up to his private apartment,
right?  It is an amazing place.  He disappeared and when  you saw him
next, he was dressed in very expensive silk shorts and only that.  You saw
the full length nude portrait of him over  his bed and it was
overwhelming.  I can almost hear him whispering in your ear getting you
excited before he directs you to where you can get more comfortable as he
fixes drinks." Jerry  paused and took a sip on coffee, their food
untouched.

Paul said "how do you know all of that Jerry?"

" I have been through it Paul" Jerry said. "Reid sets the stage for his
conquests by displaying himself and his wealth.  He is a gorgeous man
and he knows it. But, he is very insecure."

They both sat quiet for a few minutes as they picked at their food,
thinking.

Looking up, Paul said "Jerry you sound as if you almost hate him from
the way you are talking."

Jerry quickly said "oh no Paul, I love him and I guess  in his small way he
loves me.  We have known each other a long time, kids together."

Paul was confused.  Looking at Jerry, he said "in his small way, what
does that mean?"

Smiling at Paul, Jerry said "forgive me for what I am going too say Paul.
You and Reid went to bed and you managed to take him but he didn't
fuck you, did he?"  As Paul nodded yes, Jerry went on "this morning you
probably woke up with him giving you a blow job and smiling when he
had taken you, right?" Again Paul just nodded.  "When he was finished
you showered and he played with you and you offered yourself again after
he said he wanted to fuck you."  Jerry looked at Paul as he sipped his
coffee, waiting.

Paul had been listening in amazement when he said "Damn Jerry, it is as
if you were there.?

Jerry whispered "Paul I have been there. The only difference is I refused
to let  him fuck me then or anytime.  He is just too big and he cannot
stand to be refused anything he wants. He still plays with me with his
little snide remarks but I can handle that."

Paul said "okay, but why the oh shit as we were leaving?"

Remembering that Jerry said "oh yeah, that.  Well Paul I noticed the
way he turned cold and refused to take your hand and the way he was
looking at you as he just stood there not saying anything. You told him
you were leaving and asked me to show you the subway entrance."

Pausing for a second or two before commenting, Paul said "but he said he
was going to be keeping the bar open and with the snow and all I thought
it was a good time to leave since you could show me the subway."

Jerry said "that makes no difference where Reid is concerned. He
expected you to stay with him until he closed up and then you could leave.
He may or may not have given you a lift, it all depended on how he felt. I
told you he is a very insecure person and needs to know you are going to
be there for him."

"Whoa Jerry" Paul said, "I liked him and he  was fantastic in bed but no
one clamps down on me like that. I don't care how good he is or how
wealthy."

Smiling, Jerry placed his hand on Paul's and said "You don't know Reid
and I bet you have seen all you will of him even if you try and call."

Paul felt Jerry's warm hand gently rubbing his and he liked it as he felt a
sharp twinge in his crotch.  Looking at Jerry he smiled and said "I guess
you are right Jerry, I don't really know him."  Paul twisted his wrist and
taking Jerry's hand he stroked the back of it with his thumb and felt his
cock swelling as he did.

Looking at Paul, his eyes glinting Jerry  leaned over towards him.  "Paul,
I live in Charlestown on the way to the base if you think you would like to
stop by for a little while?  As he lowered  his voice a little Paul heard him
say I wanted you when I saw you last night."

Paul's cock had reached full staff and he whispered "Jerry that would be
great."  Jerry stood smiling and Paul saw a  very impressive bulge.

They left the restaurant and headed for the subway...

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