Date: Wed, 18 Mar 2020 12:14:02 +0000 (UTC)
From: ropingtop@aol.com
Subject: Mr Harris and Davey Meet Again - installment 15

Davey needed to sit for this.  "Sir, I, I, had no idea.  I think I DO need
to hear this."

Richard was clearly nervous about all of this.  He paced, walked in
circles, took more than one big sigh.  Then he sat down next to davey.
"Tonight, you heard Clara and I talking about reading 'The Odyssey'
together in Greek class.  We were in college together, dare I say at the
top of most of our classes.  If she finished with the top grades in one
class, I was second, and vice versa.  Then we both went to business school,
and it was very much the same thing."  "Clara went to business school?  "
asked davey "But..."  "Yes, davey, I know.  Please don't ever say anything
to Clara like 'why are you wasting your life'.  She's heard that.  More
than once.  And if you want to know why she decided to come and do what she
does, you'll have to ask her.  It's not my place to talk about that."  "Ok
Sir.  I will , I think."

"Well, you've noticed - how could you not - how enamored I am of your
beautiful hair.  "  He laughed and ran his hand through his own thinning
mop.  "There are so many parts of you that I find so physically compelling,
that I won't pick out a favorite, but I LOVE your hair.  I want to bury my
fingers, my face, into it, every time I see you.  "  Davey blushed.  "I
didn't really know that Sir."

"You might say that hair is a fetish of mine, one of many.  And back in
business school, Clara and I had a classmate, a beautiful boy from Eastern
Europe named Vlad.  He had long, fine, beautiful blond hair.  If you've
seen photos of that old romance novel model "Fabian," you have him.

"Yes, I think so, Sir.  Heather used to read those books.  She'd wish I
were more like Fabian too."  Harris laughed .  "I"m never going to say that
davey.  But at the time, I was obsessed with that boy.  And he knew it. We
would go out on dates, we'd neck, fool around, and I used to just love
playing with that hair.  But he NEVER put out.  EVER.  He told me he was
waiting until we graduated.  His graduation gift to me would be

"His ass, Sir?"  Harris smiled.  "Indeed.  Now Clara saw all of this, and
she did NOT approve.  In her own words.  "I have to learn how to say rat in
Czech, Richie.  That way I can tell him "I smell a rat."  Davey laughed.
"I'm sure she did learn how to say it. "  Harris looked up.  "Well, yes,
she did.  As far as I know, she never said it to him.  But Vlad had a
sister - Elana.  Equally blond and beautiful.  She wasn't his twin, but you
would have to look close to tell them apart.  She was an art student.  Very
full of herself.

"I bet Clara hated her too."  Harris laughed.  "I think you and Clara are
very simpatico davey.  You keep it closed up.  But you're opening.  Clara,
on the other hand."  Davey came over to Harris, and he put his arms around
him, resting his chin on Harris, neck.  "Sir, this is painful for you.
Please stop if it's hurting you."  Richard turned around and hugged the
boy. "You're too good for me, davey.  But you need to know this, because I
AM going to ask you to marry me one of these days, and you need to know
what you're getting."

"So,we finished up with business school, and the night after our last
final, a bunch of us went out for a big, BIG party.  Clara and I.  Vlad.
Elana, and probably about 20 other people.  Vlad and I were sitting next to
each other.  Well, after about my 20th drink, he put his hand on my arm and
whispered. "I have a gift for you."  "I staggered up, and followed him back
to his apartment.  How we got undressed and into bed, I don't know, but we
did.  "  He paused, closed his eyes.  "Davey, sex with you is
transcendent. That night with Vlad was close.  I fell asleep at some point,
and woke up, and we went at it again - at least I THOUGHT we did, because
in the dark, I couldn't tell that he and Elana had changed places.



"WHAT ?"  davey was stunned.  "Yes, that was kind of my reaction when I
woke up. It was, shall we say "ugly."  I remember her saying, "good morning
father to be," before she left.  "  He paused.  "I never saw Vlad again.  I
was told he got on a plane back home that morning.  Elana stayed around. "
Harris looked down, took a breath, and continued.  "She began to show the
pregnancy in a couple of months.  Now, davey, we're the same age.  IF you
had gotten Heather pregnant, before marriage, what would you have done.?"



"I would've married her Sir.  What choice was there?" Harris smiled.  "So
you know what I did.  And seven months later, I was a father .  A gorgeous
little boy.  Elana named him Boris.  I got to see him occasionally because
we were married, but to be honest, she wasn't really interested in seeing
me.  "

"She and Vlad used you.  I see.  But, Sir, where are she and Boris now?"
Harris smiled.  "One of the things that Clara was known for all through
school, was her incredible research skills.  If you put a needled in a
haystack in the middle of a field of haystacks, she could find it.  So
while I was going through all this agony, she was , as we would say
'digging the dirt.'  From what I understand, she found plenty.  "  He
paused again.  "I had started working at my old job, and she came to me one
day.  I still remember her look: a cross between a mad woman, and a gold
medal winner.  I remember she said to me.  "Listen up.  You're going to go
and withdraw 10,000.  I don't care how you get it.  Then, we're seeing
Elana.  TODAY.

"She said nothing else about it, but I did what she said.  Then we went to
Elana's apartment.  You see how quiet and polite Clara is?  Not that day.
Davey, I thought she was going to knock down that door .  Elana let us in,
and she looked scared.  Clara pulled a folder of papers out of her bag and
threw them at Elana.  'TAKE A LOOK YOU VILE CREATURE."  Elana did, and then
she looked up.  "What do you want?"  Clara pulled out some other papers.
"You're going to sign this divorce statement.  Then, you're going to take
this money.  You're going home.  " I remember Clara paused.  "Because if
you don't, I'll have immigration here faster than you can say Prague."

Davey was shaking his head "OUR CLARA DID THAT."  Harris laughed.  "I know.
Hard to believe.  But yes, don't cross her.  EVER.  Well, Elana was gone by
the end of the day.  She and Boris. "

"Did you ever find out if he was really your son, Sir." "AH, that's the
question, davey.  I just don't know.  I assume he is.  Every year I get a
photo.  No letter, no nothing.  Just the words "your son."  He's quite the
handsome blond boy now."

"Should I be jealous Sir?"  davey tried to kid.  Harris looked at him.
"NOT for one second.  Not even for less than that. "  The story had taken
it out of Richard.  He sat down.  "So, that's the tale, davey.  The bottom
line is, " and he laughed.  "If you marry me, you'll become a stepfather."

Davey came over, slipped under Richard's left arm on the sofa, and cuddled
next to him.  He took a minute before he spoke.  "I'm glad you trust me
enough to tell me this Sir.  But if you thought it was going to change
things, I will tell you for the first, and probably only time, 'no, you're
wrong."  Harris looked at him and squeezed him tight.  "Doesn't make a damn
bit of difference to me.  I love you Sir, and I hope you DO ask me to be
your husband, because if you ask, I'm going to say yes."

Harris began to cry softly.  "What did I do to deserve someone as wonderful
as you are?" Davey looked at him with his big brown eyes.  "You were just
yourself, sir.  That's all."  He paused.  "Now, please Sir.  Kiss me.  Kiss
me deep.  Then take me to bed.  Remind me who's the boss.  PLEASE."

Harris smiled and kissed his boy.  He played with his thick hair.  "You
really want me to get a tattoo?"  Davey smiled.  "I think it would make you
even hotter than you are Sir." Harris blushed.  "Look, the weather will get
warm again, and I am HOPING I get to walk with you, and show off my top
man, without his shirt on.  I want people to see how lucky I am.  And I
want to think, every night, about how you could savage me the way a wolf
does."

Harris moved his hand to davey's left nipple, and rubbed it through his
shirt.  He whispered "I'm gonna do more than savage you tonight."  Davey
looked at him.  "You promise?"  Harris stood up.  He took davey up with
him.  While they kissed, passionately, Harris put his hands on davey's ass,
and then lifted him up.  "HUH?  HUH?  What are you doing, " davey asked.
"Maybe not a wolf, but a savage takes what he wants. "  He lifted davey up
over his shoulder.  "Oh my GOD.  You're strong Sir.  All that lifting.  "
Harris said nothing, as he walked through the house, hauling davey to the
bedroom.  "only thing better would be to have you tied up for this."  davey
whispered "There IS the weekend Sir, and Harris laughed.  He tossed davey
on the bed.  Davey reached down to unbutton his shirt, and Harris stopped
him.  "Nope.  Nope.  I'm doing that.  After I do this."  He put davey's
wrists through the restraints.  Then he slowly began opening his shirt.  He
nuzzled davey's nips with his mouth, licking, biting gently, arousing
davey.  "Oh, Sir.  Please.  Make me yours. "  Harris feigned upset.  "WHAT?
When were you NOT mine? HMMMM?"  He circled davey's navel with his tongue
"OH GOD SIR. I LOVE WHEN YOU DO THAT."  Harris laughed "DO YOU?  Well...."
"I always forget how ticklish you are."  "OH BOY SIR, NO.  PLEASE
PLEASE... "  Harris smiled.  "Ok.  Then I think we're gonna do something
else.

He slipped davey's shorts off, and saw that davey hadn't put on any
underwear.  "You FLIRT" he laughed.  " I don't deny it, Sir" Davey tried to
lift his legs up over Harris' shoulders, but Harris stopped him.  "Nope,
nope.  Not yet.  "  Davey saw him put some lube on his fingers.  Then he
felt Harris' thumb circling his hole, before it slipped in.  He moved the
thumb around, and filled davey with a new set of sensations similar to what
he felt when Harris fucked him, but different.  Then a second finger went
in.  The movement of Harris' finger and thumb inside of him was like a
butterfly.  "Do you like that davey?"  Harris smiled.  Davey was panting.
"YES SIR.  It feels so good.  OH, YES, it does.  But I want your cock.
PLEASE.  It's been a day since I had it.  PLEASE."

Harris smiled.  "you're as big a pig as I am.  " He hauled davey's legs up
over his shoulders.  "He stared down at davey.  "Thank you for being
davey," before he slid in, slowly and gently until davey yelled.  DAMN IT
SIR DO ME HARD."  He reddened right away "I'm sorry Sir.  We'll do it
however you ... OH SHIT..'  Harris smiled.  He was granting davey's wish,
taking him hard, RAMMING him the way Clara must have beaten on that door.
Over and over he pummeled davey's ass.  He didn't howl the way he normally
did, when he climaxed.  Rather, davey saw a smile, and a look of total
satisfaction come over Harris face.

"No Sir.  I don't want to cum tonight.  I want you to hold me.  Just hold
me.  Know that I'm not leaving.  " He laughed.  "And I can't get
preganant. " Harris again played with davey's hair.  "Not even like a
giraffe.  Davey smiled.  "No, but when I was reading up for that field
trip, I did see photos of giraffe's mating. " He kissed Harris.  "Sir,
their penises are ugly.  They have nothing on you. "  "Hmmm.  You DO have
long legs davey, and you do like salads.  I wonder..."

"Giraffes have their eyes in the front sir, just like lambs.  Prey for
wolves? "  Harris smiled.  "We'll have to find out. "