Date: Wed, 30 Jan 2002 08:40:25 -0500
From: Lee Mariner <mariner23502@hotmail.com>
Subject: An Orphan - Chapter #7

AN ORPHAN
By
Lee Mariner

DISCLAIMER: This is a gay fictional fantasy involving homosexual acts
between men and boys. IF YOU ARE NOT OF LEGAL AGE TO BE READING THIS
MATERIAL OR YOU DO NOT APPROVE OF SUCH MATERIAL PLEASE LEAVE AND READ NO
FURTHER.

These are fictional characters and any similarity between persons living or
dead is purely coincidental. Locations used are actual in name only and the
author does not imply that a gay lifestyle is prevalent within those
locations.

UNPROTECTED SEX CAN LEAD TO LIFE THREATENING CONSEQUENCES AND SHOULD BE
AVOIDED AT ALL TIMES. YOUR AUTHOR DOES NOT ADVOCATE UNPROTECTED SEX.

Chapter #7


Making love too Stewart was more and more exciting and satisfying and Clyde
could feel that Stewart enjoyed being with him as much from the way he
responded to his touch. The waves of erotic desire flow over them as they
give and receive their life's force, the seed of their individual being.
Flowing deep within their bodies they give and take one from the other in
the total bliss of being needed, wanted and the molten lava of their bodies
cements their feelings.

Stewart relaxes and rests his head on Clyde's chest as he feels him stroking
his hair as he gently runs his fingers over his body and into his soft pubic
hair. He loves the gentle feeling of Clyde's stroking and he almost purrs
his love for the man laying beside him.

Clyde gently strokes Stu's hair as his head rests on his chest and he feels
the gentle tantalizing movement of Stu's fingers over his body and in his
pubic hair while his mind drifts back over the recent events that had taken
place.

Just a few short months ago he had broken off with what he thought was the
only person he would ever love but he turned out to be a slut hustler that
had used him. While he was working on the docks, Jesse would be turning
tricks in their bed. He caught him at it and finally admitted he had been a
sucker and threw him out. The only love he had known since had been his
fist. He could have had a couple of tricks from the docks but it didn't
appeal to him.

He had worked his ass off, paying kickbacks, to keep working so he could get
the credit cards that Jesse had run up paid off. He didn't have much but he
wasn't going to let people call him a deadbeat. There were a couple more
payments and he would be free of debt and could start over. The thought of
going back to Nebraska had crossed his mind but he didn't really know what
he would do there if he did. Going to a college had crossed his mind but
that takes money and he hadn't checked out his veteran benefits if there
were any. Mattie had asked if he wanted a job in the ILA Organization but he
didn't want to get into that knowing what that meant. Grinning as he slowly
stroked Stu's hair, he thought almost out loud, "Hell, I didn't have a clue
as to what I was going to do until last Monday and Stewart walked into my
life."  In just a few short day's he had fallen for a wonderful guy that had
given up almost everything for him and he felt like it was a dream. Glancing
down he no longer felt Stewart's fingers playing in the hair on his groin
but had his hand over his flaccid cock. Clyde whispered "Stu, you asleep?"

"No, I was just laying here listening too your heart beat and thinking along
with you."

"Thinking with me, what were you thinking of?" Clyde asks.

"I was thinking of how much I love you and what we had done together in just
a few days. On Monday, I had a job I didn't really like and you gave me the
strength to do what I should have done before I met you. I love being with
you and feeling that you need me as much as I need you. No, that is wrong, I
needed you is it. I would have probably gone on and stayed in the rut if you
hadn't walked into my life. I could feel the strength flowing from you and I
knew I had to change if I wanted to keep you."

"Stu baby, it looks like we both have done a lot of changing and thinking
together. Tomorrow will be the first day of the rest of the days of our
lives together if that is what you want."

"That is the one thing I have been looking for, hoping for Clyde.
I know that I am young and probably have not had the experience that you may
have had. I do know that I have wanted someone that wants to build with me
and be a part of me. Some one that I can love and trust and will love me for
myself but not just for the sex. I have had sex with men but no one has made
me feel the way you do." Stewart says.

"Stewart, I make you this promise." Clyde says. "Nothing or nobody will come
between us. We still have much to learn but we will learn together. If you
want to work with me, live with me and build our lives together, I give you
my solemn word on this."

Rising up and sitting alongside Clyde, Stewart looks down on him and asks
him to sit up with him and takes him in his arms. "Clyde, I make you the
same promise. All that I have and myself are yours and always will be yours
alone. I love you Clyde, I have always loved you."

Kissing softly, they both feel a gentle warmth surround their bodies as they
surrender themselves to each other in a solemn absolute commitment. The
sages of loves past flow through them gathering strength for those yet to
come in the shades of time. They are one in each other as they lie down
together feeling the soft euphoric blanket of sleep envelope them.

A loud irritating buzzing noise awakens Stewart and he slaps the irritant
off of the side table before realizing it was the clock that had been set
for 4AM. Sitting up quickly, he nudges a sleeping Clyde as he swings out of
bed. "Clyde, wake up. We have an hour to get showered, dressed and on our
way."

"Oh Lord, Stu. Lets just stay in bed." Clyde protests.

"Come on buddy, get it moving. I'll get the shower water hot." Stewart says
as he yanks the coverlet back and sees a very hard huge cock laying like a
log on Clyde's stomach. "Better take a piss and get rid of that."

"You think that is all it needs? Might surprise you." Clyde says grinning
and gripping his aching cock.

"Not this morning lover. We have other things first."

"That comes from being in a lawyer family, very practical." Clyde says as he
gets up.

In a few minutes both men are dressed and having a glass of orange juice and
coffee. Sitting at the kitchen table, Clyde asks Stewart, "what about the
apartment Stu? Will somebody be taking care of it? I'm really not sure how
long we are going to be gone."

"I'll get Robert to contact the agency that handles the office and see if
they will clean it while we are gone. We can drop the laundry off on our way
with a note to hold it until we call for it. That should take care of things
until we get back." Stewart says.

"Okay, I'll get the bags loaded into the car while you check the place to be
sure everything is okay.  I sure am glad they have wheels on them, makes it
a lot easier in the airport terminals." Clyde says.

While Clyde is loading the bags, Stewart sets the telephone answering
machine with a generic message and a number to call if it's an emergency. He
had dropped holding cards in the mail earlier so that was taken care of. The
circuit breakers are thrown too the apartment appliances except for the
refrigerator that had been emptied of any foods that would spoil. A final
check to be sure that all windows and doors were locked, he double locks the
front door and turns into the arms of Clyde who had walked up behind him.

"Well, lover." Clyde says. "You ready?"

"As ready as I will ever be and not worried as long as I am with you."
Stewart says kissing Clyde softly.

Picking Robert up at his house, Stewart turns his car over to him and he
heads for the airport. On the way, they discuss the care of the apartment
and Robert says there should be no problem with cleaning and watching it
while they are gone. Stewart tells his brother what he had done inside the
apartment and the arrangements he had made with the mail and telephone
answering machine. Not much else to be said until Robert looks over at Clyde
and says,

"Clyde, I spoke to Dad about buying the building where Stewart's apartment
is and he is agreeable to helping out with the purchase if you need it. I
don't know what you are planning but I have a couple of friends that are
architects that you might want to consider if you are going to do any
remodeling." Robert says.

"Thanks Bob. Stu and I haven't talked too much about it just yet with
everything else going on. I'll let you know when we get back. I am pretty
sure we are going to do something just what we don't know." Clyde says
looking at Stewart.

"I'll find out what I can for you Clyde. There has been a lot of
redeveloping going on in Mt. Vernon with some good buys.  Tommy said someone
had asked about selling the After Midnight since it was involved in an
estate squabble. That should be easy too do and find out what they are
asking for it. I went back over
the probate material and checked on Nebraska Probate Law. Your situation
might make it a lot easier for your Uncle's estate to be settled without
waiting the full six months. His stipulation that his estate goes to the
last surviving male in the Hampton line is the key and you are the last
surviving male Hampton. Your family genealogy as we traced it back almost
three hundred years shows the line ends with you and that is a certified
search. You might want to bring that up when you meet with Dickson &
Goldman. I assume you are going to see them when you get out there?" Robert
says glancing over at Clyde.

"Yep Bob, that is one of the reasons." Clyde says. "I brought the portfolio
with me. Stu and I went through it last night and broke it down into
categories so it would be a little easier to understand."

Baltimore International is pretty big so Robert pulled up at the outgoing
passenger ramps and after unloading Clyde and Stewarts bags he asks valet
parking to park the car for him and they walk to the Continental counter for
check in.

After a short wait, they reach the counter and present their tickets for
verification of their reservations. The counter clerk is a cute young fella
about 24 yrs old, dark brown hair and eyes with what seemed to be a lean but
well formed body. Taking the tickets, he looks them over and then comments,
"Mr. Hampton and Mr. Ricksford, coach to Chicago on Flight #1256 leaving at
7:10AM. Your flight is on time and the weather from here to Chicago is
clear. Do you have any carry-on luggage or are you checking your bags
through?"

"Excuse me." Clyde says. "Did you say coach?"

"Why yes sir, that's what the tickets call for. Is there a mistake?"

"I thought they were for first class. Can that be corrected?" Clyde asks.

Checking his computer and making a quick phone call he returns. "Yes sir. I
can correct your tickets from here too Chicago but you will have to check
with United out of there to see if they can up-grade the tickets. Will that
be alright sir?"

"That's good. I hate putting you to this trouble." Clyde says.

"No problems sir, I can back charge your Travel Agency for the difference in
the cost. You gentlemen have a good flight and here are your luggage
checks."

"Thanks" Clyde says, turning to Stewart and Robert. "We still have about 45
minutes before boarding, you guys want to get a cup of coffee or something?"

"I don't think so Clyde." Robert says. "You guys have a safe trip, call me
if I can help, okay."

Stewart pulls Robert into his arms in a big hug. "Thanks big brother, I love
you."

"You take care of yourself, Stewart. Mother would never forgive me if I let
anything happen to you. I love you too."

"Take care Robert. Things should work out okay, we will call you." Clyde
says as he and Stewart move through the security check system.

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