Date: Sat, 30 Sep 2006 07:11:06 -0700 (PDT) From: Puer Amore Subject: The Ice Storm PT VIII (Final Chapter) THE ICE STORM (PT VIII ) By Barry pueresamo@yahoo.com Disclaimer: This work is one of fiction. Any resemblance of persons or places mentioned in this story to actual persons or places is only slightly more than coincidence. Copyright 2006 Barry. All Rights Reserved. We continued to lie there, Travis' head on my breast and arm around me. My arm, in turn, around his midsection. You know, he said, this is becoming my favorite sound. It makes me know that I'm safe with my wonderful Barry. What's that, sweetie? I asked. Your heartbeat, he said so seriously. You're so sweet, Travis. I love you so much. I responded. It's true, he said. I think I sleep more soundly than I ever have when I can listen to your heartbeat. I've given my heart to you, Travis; it's yours to listen to for as long as you want. I said. Barry? He said. Yes Sweetie. I replied. Thank you for everything you've done. I love you like I've never loved anyone before. I always will. He declared. And I you, sweet Travis. Always! And as we say here in Texas, "you can take that to the bank." I said as I kissed his head. We continued to lie there in each other's embrace until the Sun insisted we rise, if for no other reason than to shut the blinds to get its rude glare out of our eyes. Wonder what it's doing out there. I said. Travis replied, I'll go look and close the blinds. As he stood there, looking out the window, his beautiful physique was, once more on display, this time from a different angle. It became obvious that his torso was beginning to take on that more mature V-Shape and his little butt was firm and beautiful in its own rite. God! You are so beautiful. I declared. He turned to me and only smiled. It's stopped. He said. No ice or sleet or snow. Good! I proclaimed. I've had enough of this Yankee weather. I grinned. It feels really cool to be able to stay naked like this all the time. I like it. He said. Yeah, I said. I lean toward the naturist ideal somewhat, myself. Naturist? He inquired. Sure sweetie, Naturists or Nudists feel that being nude as much as is practicable is quite proper since it is how were created. So they have developed colonies and such where they can enjoy each others company in the nude. Really? He interjected. How do they keep from getting arrested? They have private areas, not open to the public, where they gather. Anyway, Travis said, I like being naked like this, at least around you Barry. Especially since you think I'm so attractive. Yes, I said, it is somewhat liberating. I enjoy running around in my birthday suit as well. We can do as much of it as we want, dear Travis. Around here, you can be naked all the time you wish. It would be like having a living work of at in our home. I said. You' really not so bad yourself, you know. He suggested. Well, I said, I've made an effort to stay in shape as best I can, but I have never had, and will never have a physique like yours, Sweetie. Thanks! He grinned. After some breakfast, I said, Well, Sweetie, I've got to do some work ahead of tomorrow's deadline at the Herald. You gonna drive to work on these streets? He inquired Heavens NO! I exclaimed. I do nearly allof my work, via the internet, from my office here in the house. I only go into the main office for occasional staff meetings and such. Oh, I see. He said. Good, then you can stay naked with me. OK? Absolutely! I declared. Want to see my office? I asked. Sure, he said. I took him to the now-converted spare bedroom which had become my office. Whoa! He exclaimed. Look at all the Computer stuff. Yeah, I affirmed. It's all part of doing my job. Nothing special, really, I said. While I do a Little research on the web, you might want to watch TV or a movie or something, huh? What kind of movies do you like? He asked. Well, again my sweet Travis, my tastes are quite eclectic. Let's take a look at what I have. I suggested. I already know what you have, and I like it! He winked. I'm flattered you do, Sweetie, but let's go to the den and rummage through my movie collection. OK. He winked again. Let's see, he said. Becket...Lion in Winter, Hepburn and O'toole? He asked Oh, It's a classic, I said. They did a remake of it recently, but it does not stand up against the benchmark set by Hepburn and O'Toole. Maurice...Torch song trilogy ... he continued...The Champ? He asked inquisitively. Well, I told you, eclectic, remember? It's a movie with a rather dubious story line, I suppose, but some really great acting, particularly on the part of a little guy whom I regard as the best boy actor of all. There are two scenes in this movie that absolutely rip my heart out. One that I call "the slap". The other...well, let's just say that the final scene of this movie is almost un-survivable for me. It's actually an 80's vintage remake of a much earlier version. But I think that the acting in this version is far superior. Genesis Children? He asked. It's an early 70's vintage Naturist movie, about of group of boys who spend most of the movie running around nude. Whoa! He injected. Whoa, indeed, I said. That's about its only redeeming attribute. The story line is virtually nonexistent, and the continuity...well, there isn't any. But Who Cares! I declared. No one watches it for the story anyway, I chuckled. I'll watch it, then, while you are working. OK? He asked. Sure, I said. I might get jealous though; there are some really beautiful boys in this movie. I could certainly never compete. Naw! He exclaimed. I could never love anyone the way I love you, Barry. Well...OK, then. I asserted. I went about my research and began composing my offering to the Herald, only distracted by an occasional Whoa! emanating from the den. I hadn't checked my e-mail in days, as the lines had been down, and with them, my DSL connection. I logged in and searched through my inbox. Junk, Junk, Work, Junk, Boss, Junk...Wait! It's an e-mail from David. My heart jumped with joy. I opened it quickly and savored its delicious opening lines: "My Love" he wrote, "I do so miss you and hope this finds you well. Be watching your snail mail as I will be sending you tickets...All my Love, David." I went, immediately, to the den, just as the final credits were rolling at the end of Genesis Children. My sweet Travis was there in the recliner, in a mild state of arousal. I see you reacted normally to the movie. I asserted. He smiled in return, and said, Pretty Cool! Pretty Cool is right! I agreed. My two favorites are Peter Glawson, the cute blond with the athletic build, and David Johnson, the uncircumcised guy with the cute face and the warm brown eyes. Glawson, huh? He queried. Not to worry, my angel, you're far more beautiful than Peter or David. I insisted. Speaking of Davids, I said, that's why I came in here. My David will be paying us a visit during the Christmas holidays. I can't wait for the two of you to meet. David, Travis queried, it that whose pictures you have on your dresser? Yes, I said. He'll just love you. He's cute, Travis said. Yes, I said, he is. Very Cute. He always worried that his Italian genes had left him with too large a nose. I never thought so, though. Anyway, I said, he'll be guest-conducting a Christmas Concert in Fort Worth this year and is sending us tickets. You'll really like him, Travis. He's a wonderful and loving guy. I explained. Is that what he does? Travis asked. Yes, Sweetie, he's a conductor. The youngest recognized conductor in the business. He lives in Europe now, so I don't get to see much of him. It'll be a treat for us both. You'll see. I declared. He'll be wild about you, Sweetie, and he'll be so glad that Ganymede brought you to me. You see, Ganymede brought David to me as well...but that's another story, I'll let him tell it. It's his story. OK. Travis said. Sounds Cool. He won't take you away from me will he? Travis said, his eyes falling to the floor. Of Course Not! Silly. No one could possibly do that. David will be so happy for us both. I explained. His gaze returned to my waiting eyes and said, I love you Barry, I love you so much. I love you more, sweet Travis, I always will, Don't worry! No one could ever threaten our relationship, my love, He smiled at me lovingly, even as his penis began to demonstrate its agreement. I see you are ready, are you willing? I smiled. I am if you are. He said. What about your work? It'll keep, I said. Race you to the bedroom, I yelled, as I stole a head start. After another beatific experience with this young god, including some good natured kidding about Travis having a three minute refractory period, it was time for Lunch. After Lunch, Sweetheart, I said, as I nibbled some grapes, I'll finish my article and get it sent of to the Herald. Then, you and I have some work to do. We do? He asked. Yeah, I said. I need to start making plans on how to take the best possible care of you in every regard, it can get complicated. Really? He asked. Sure, I said. I'll need to call my lawyer.... Lawyer! He exclaimed. Don't worry, he's a good friend, and he's gay too. I winked. I'll need him to get an official copy of your birth certificate and all the other necessary documents to get you back into school.... What if you become sick, Sweetie, I need to get a medical insurance policy into effect right away to make you are taken care of. I need to talk to the lawyer about a revocable trust, to take care of you if I should die. Oh God! Barry, don't even think of such a thing! Travis interjected. I know, sweetheart, but I must make sure you are cared for, no matter what. I did all this for David, too. My lawyer does all the real work, I just sign the paperwork. He'll secure the necessary I.D. for me from one of the Illegal Alien phony I.D. vendors so that I become your guardian or father, depending on how he thinks we should proceed. My doctor, also gay, will perform your pre-class physical exam and indicate me as your guardian/father on his paperwork, as he did for David. It's good to have friends, Sweetie, Gay Friends! We all stick together. Another gay friend of mine is on the school board, so it should all go pretty smoothly. Anyway, my love, we'll get it all done. You'll see. Barry, he said, you can't imagine how I love you! I've never loved anyone like I love you. I never could have imagined that anyone would do all this for me. I Love You! I will ALWAYS love you. And I you, sweet Travis, ALWAYS! You can take it.... To the Bank? He smiled. Exactly! I declared. I have an idea, sweet boy. I suggested. OK. He queried. Let's answer David's e-mail and surprise him with you. Yeah, OK, I wondered how he knew to send me a ticket, he puzzled. Oh, he always sends me several tickets when he performs in the DFW area, so I can bring along friends if I want. He doesn't know about you yet. That's the surprise. OK! He said. Let's go and send him an e-mail. I repeated. How will he know who I am? Won't he just delete it, he won't know my name. He questioned. Well, I said, it'll arrive from my e-mail account under my name, Sweetie. He'll open it. Don't Worry. I coached Travis through some wordsmithing and we wound up with.... Dear David; my name is Travis. You don't know me yet. I look forward to meeting you. Like you, Ganymede brought me to Barry recently for safekeeping. We can exchange our stories when we meet. Barry says you are very special and he loves you very much. He can't wait to see you. We'll be counting the days till you are here. Barry says he knows we'll be fast friends and I look forward to that. Write Back. Travis p.s. Thanks for the tickets. After some time discussing such mundane things as Social Security numbers, Medical History, and a variety of other Yawn Generators, Travis injected.... Can we go see if David wrote me back yet? I hope he'll like me. Do you really think he will? Of course, my love. Don't Worry! He'll be wild about you. You'll see; I assured him. Dear Travis; Thank you for writing to me. I am very anxious to meet you, and very happy that Ganymede intervened in your life to bring you to my precious Barry. For him to have done so, tells me he wanted to take you away from some horrible situation. As you said, we'll exchange stories when we meet. Know this in advance, Travis. If Barry loves you, so do I. If Barry is in your corner, so am I. I don't know what would have become of me had it not been for Barry. I can only assume your situation was similarly dire. Love Barry for all you're worth, I don't know anyone so deserving of your love as Barry. Love him for me too, PLEASE! I'll send along some back stage passes with the tickets. I can't wait to see you both. Give Barry ALL MY LOVE, and know that I love you too, Travis. p.s. Tell Barry not to allow anyone else to place my ornaments on the tree. I'll do it during my visit. Can't Wait To meet you, Travis. David Wow! Travis exclaimed. Now I'm really anxious to meet him. There is so much more to this story, including our visit with David. I will tell you in subsequent episodes, all about the delight, pride, and love that young Travis brought into my life. Those episodes will have to wait. You see, The Ice Storm has ended. Barry