Date: Thu, 24 Jan 2002 20:57:11 EST
From: Draginacht@aol.com
Subject: Fantasies For Life 08

Disclaimer: The following is a work of fiction and any resemblance to real
people or events is purely coincidental.  The story contains graphic
descriptions of sex between men. Anyone who is forbidden by law to read such
material must stop now.  This story is being posted to the Nifty Archive
solely for the enjoyment of its readers.

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Only a week has passed since Chris returned from supporting his best friend
Gill at his wife's funeral. That event weighs heavily on his mind as he sits
down to finish his story. He decides he has to weave that experience into the
plot. It will provide some relief for the emotional experience he has had
with Gill.

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Fantasies For Life: Chapter 8


Rick's life continued uneventfully until one day a curious letter arrived in
the mail. The first thing he noticed was it had no return address. The letter
inside started by stating the writer was trying to contact a certain person
who had the same name as Rick. It said that person would have been in the Air
Force stationed in Taiwan during the same time Rick was there. Then it said
if the reader did not have any knowledge of that person to disregard the
letter and to forgive the intrusion. But...But...if the reader had any
knowledge of that person please call or write, and gave a phone number and
address. The address was in Virginia Beach, Virginia. Rick began to get
excited. That's where Glenn was from. Was it possible Glenn was trying to
find him? Rick thought about that letter for two days before he got the
courage to call.

"Hello?"

"Glenn?"

"Yes, who is this?"

"This is Rick. You know any good Chinese restaurants?"

"Oh my God, Rick, you got my letter, I found you, how are you, talk buddy,
talk."

Rick couldn't talk immediately because he was laughing so hard. "Slow down
and give me a chance, buddy. My God, it's good to hear your voice."

The two friends talked for over forth-five minutes. The conversation flowed
so swiftly and smoothly it was like they had talked just last week. Finally
Glenn said, "We just have to get together. I've missed you. And now that I
hear your voice I know I have to see you. Any chance we could get together?"

"You bet there is!" Rick said. "Let me check my schedule and see what I can
do. I can probably get a pass to Norfolk."

Three weeks later Rick walked up the jetway into the terminal. He looked
around but didn't spot Glenn at first. Then, out of nowhere, a body with arms
grabbed and hugged him.

"Rick! Rick! It's great to see you again." Rick recognized the voice
immediately but the man he saw was much different than the one he had stored
in his memory. This man was big. Same height, but 270 lb. big. Once Rick's
brain absorbed and recomputed this data, he was able to react like he
expected.

"Glenn, old buddy! Gosh it's good to see you again. Let me look at you." Rick
stepped back and surveyed Glenn's expanded physique trying not to show his
surprise. The only thing that mattered was the reunion between two aging men
with a bond that never broke. Finally Rick stretched his arms out in a
welcoming gesture. "Come here, buddy. Let me give you a big hug." They
embraced again.

Glenn grabbed Rick's carry-on bag and whisked him out of the terminal and to
Glenn's home where Rick was introduced to Nancy, Glenn's wife. Rick thought a
polite description of Nancy would be 'Rubenesque'. Glenn played the perfect
host while Nancy prepared a huge dinner of fried chicken, mashed potatoes,
green beans and yeast rolls. For desert Nancy served pecan pie. Rick thought
it was easy to see why Glenn and Nancy were so big. They sat around after
dinner sipping a good wine and getting caught up on events since their last
meeting. After leaving the Navy, Glenn returned home and enrolled in the
local university. He met Nancy; they married and had a daughter Jane and a
son Jack. They were about the same ages as Rick' kids. Glenn was hired by the
university and eventually advanced to a senior position in the
administration. He had retired six months ago and was learning how to
function with no demands on his time. At 10:00 PM Glenn suggested it was time
for him to hit the sack. Rick retired to the guestroom, which had a private
bath. He was still too stuffed to sleep so he laid in bed thinking about
Glenn and how big he was.

The next day Nancy went to work while Glenn gave Rick a tour of the city and
the university. They had lunch at a well-known fast food place. Glenn ate the
double burger with everything on it and Rick found a salad he could eat. They
began talking about computers and Glenn admitted he needed to buy one. Until
he retired he used one provided by the university but now needed one for the
house. So, the two 'boys', as Rick was beginning to think of themselves, went
from one store to another looking at computers and furniture. They had a
great time being juvenile and laughing and acting like they did when they
were twenty years old in Taiwan. That evening Glenn said he was taking Rick
to the country club for dinner to give Nancy the night off. Rick met a number
of Glenn's friends, lawyers, bankers, doctors, and accountants. Glenn tore
into a rare stake with baked potato and sour cream plus lots of other high
calorie treats. Rick had grilled chicken with rice and still felt stuffed.
The next morning Rick had to leave so he could get back home in time to start
another trip. While sitting in the first class section on the way home, Rick
felt soooo good about seeing Glenn again. Glenn just had a way about him that
seemed to enliven Rick's spirit. Rick was sure that deep down there was a
true love between the two men. He felt happy.

Rick's married life was in for some adjustments. He and his wife, although
good friends decided it was time to live apart. Their sex life had been
nonexistent for some time and she wanted to move back to her hometown in Ohio
so she could be closer to some of her high school and college friends. And,
her mother needed more attention. Rick was not the least bit interested in
small town life. He had escaped it once and was not about to go back. Plus,
the location was very inconvenient to his flying job. Between them they
worked out a plan where they sold the big house and divided the money and
investments equally. Rick would send her half of his monthly salary and make
sure she was well provided for. There was much more money than either would
ever need. And, by not going through legal divorce proceedings they saved
court and lawyer expenses. Rick found a nice three-bedroom apartment with all
kinds of amenities. He turned the small bedroom into a den/office, which
could double as a guestroom when the kids and grandkids came to visit.

About three months later Rick returned home from a trip and went through his
mail and answering machine messages. The last message recorded that morning
was from Glenn asking him to call.

"Hello?"

"Hi buddy. Rick. You called."

"Rick..." Glenn paused for a moment; there was a tone of sadness in his
voice. "Nancy is gone... Heart attack yesterday."

"Oh, Glenn. I'm so sorry to hear that. How are you doing?"

"Rick, can you come? I need you." Rick was puzzled. In Glenn's saddest
moment, with all his friends and family around him, he was reaching out to
his long time buddy for support.

"I'll be there this evening. Are you at home?"

"Yes. I'll have Jane pick you up at the airport."

"Glenn, let me rent a car. I'm sure Jane has plenty on her mind and lots to
do. And you can never have too many cars. Can you suggest a hotel?"

"OK, you're right about the car and Jane is pretty preoccupied. But I want
you to stay here with me. OK?"

"OK." Rick didn't even hesitate. He knew Glenn would win and an argument was
the last thing the guy needed at this point. "See you this evening."

"Thanks, buddy."


The next couple of days were hectic. Glenn wanted Rick with him all the time.
Rick began to feel out of place at times, especially when family matters were
being discussed. After the funeral everyone kind of disappeared, melted into
the landscape. That night was when Glenn needed Rick the most. Until then
some of Glenn's family had been staying with him. Now he was alone, except
for Rick. For dinner they ordered out for pizza and sat around the kitchen
table talking. Rick became a listening post as Glenn talked. He reminisced
about his life with Nancy. He cried. He laughed. But mostly he just unloaded.
Exhausted, Glenn stood up from the table.

"I need to go to bed, Rick." Glenn said. "I really don't want to be alone.
Will you sleep with me?"

Rick almost fainted. He could feel his jaw drop and his eyebrows rise.
Glenn's expression never changed. He must have expected that reaction. What
startled Rick more was the movement in his boxer briefs. He still felt a
sexual attraction to Glenn, in spite of his overweight condition. And he just
wasn't sure he was willing to risk what Glenn was asking.

"What ever you need, Glenn." Rick heard himself say.

Glenn and Rick slept together for the first time that night. There was no
hint of sex from Glenn. Glenn needed to hold on to someone, like a little boy
who needed to feel loved. Rick was spooned back against Glenn and he felt
good about it. If Glenn had no interest in sex, that did not hold true for
Rick. As he lay against his friend his mind drifted back to that night in the
brothel when the two men shared a bed with two ladies of the evening. Only
this time Rick saw a different scene. There were no women in the room. In the
mirrors he saw himself lying naked on his back in that same bed with his legs
in the air. Then Glenn appeared between his legs with his raging eight-inch
sex organ ready for action. In his mind Rick watched in the mirrors as
Glenn's cock contacted his rosebud momentarily before it easily pried his ass
lips open. Rick watched as Glenn's shaft began to disappear deeper and deeper
into his body. Glenn's cock was so long that it took five minutes before it
reached the deepest part of Rick's being. And when Glenn began to withdraw it
took another five minutes for him to pull out until just the head was still
inside of Rick. Glenn paused momentarily before thrusting his cock on the
return trip to Rick's depths. Rick's imagination continued watching this act
of love reflected in the mirrors all around the room and ceiling for what
seemed like an hour until finally he saw Glenn's face get all scrunched up
with the ecstasy of orgasm, just like he did so many years ago. That was all
Rick needed. He felt his body stiffen and he watched in the mirrors as his
cum squirted from his overly excited cock and splattered all over his chest
and abdomen. The images faded almost immediately as Rick fell into a blissful
sleep.

The next morning Rick could see through his closed eyelids that it was no
longer dark. He could hear birds chirping through the open bedroom window.
Then he felt a warm body against his back and a limp arm draped across his
chest. Then he remembered it was Glenn. And his cock began to stir. 'SHIT' he
thought. His cock, pubic hair and boxer briefs were all glued together by the
dried cum he ejaculated at the end of that exciting fantasy he had last
night. Slowly Rick managed to extricate himself from Glenn's grasp without wak
ing him. He went to his own bedroom and showered. He finished packing just as
Glenn walked into the bedroom and embraced him.

"Thanks for last night, Rick. I mean for everything. Thanks for lending me
your ear and staying with me all night. I can't tell you how much that
helped. I've made some coffee. Ready for breakfast?" Just like that, Glenn
thanked his buddy and then changed the subject.

"You can't imagine how much I enjoyed that, Glenn. You mean a lot to me."

After breakfast Rick said good-by and made Glenn promise to keep in touch.

This time, as Rick sat on the airplane thinking about Glenn, he replayed last
night. 'How wonderful it would be if, instead of sleeping peacefully, my
trusted friend Glenn had climbed on top of me and driven his rigid flesh deep
into my core just like in my imagination. That has to be my ultimate fantasy!"

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Finally, Chris feels good about his story. He feels his imagination has led
him to the proper conclusion and decides it is time to send it to Nifty. What
Chris does not realize is that the real final chapter is yet to be lived.