Date: Mon, 21 Mar 2005 10:07:18 EST
From: Tysho13@aol.com
Subject: IS LOVE POSSIBLE?

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.

A special thanks to my loving partner for helping me edit this story along
with his love and support.


IS LOVE POSSIBLE?

By Tysho
Copyright March 2005

	It has been some time since I came out of the closet and even after
that I was living in fear of what others might think, being a gay man. Even
after I came out, I was always looking for the right man; my prince
charming so to speak. One who I could love and who could love me, too.

	I got wrapped up in that whole "gay scene" in search of
Mr. Right. Spending my nights at the bars drinking, dancing and even
experimenting with drugs just to fit in with the crowd. That whole scene
got me carried away. One night I had gotten myself in the wrong situation
and I ended up getting raped. Now I can take full responsibility as to what
happened to me. I drank too much at that time. And if I didn't drink so
much, chances are that happening might never have happened. At least I
would have been able to run without stumbling. As a result of this, I kind
of crawled back into my hole and gave up on the idea of Mr. Right coming
into my life.

	Then Saturday I was on my weekly stroll in the neighborhood. Doing
my usual errands, going to the bank, mailing off bills and of course the
dreaded weekly grocery shopping. As I was in the grocery store, in the
produce section checking out the various produce, this man bumps into my
shopping cart. No big deal, right -- yeah right. It was this man about 6
foot tall, broad shoulders, brown hair and eyes. There was something about
this guy's eyes. They kind of sparkled. He also had a 4 o'clock shadow even
though it was about 10 o'clock in the morning. He also wore blue jeans and
a flannel shirt, which showed a trace of brown hair on his chest. In
contrast to me; a 35 year old man, who is about 5'8", 150 lbs., short brown
hair, brown eyes, with a little bit of hair on my chest.  Just an average
looking guy with a firm body.

	Anyway as he bumped into my shopping cart and said "excuse me." I
responded that it was ok. We went on our separate ways. I went to the deli
section of the store looking at the various lunchmeats and cheeses for
something to take to work, for lunch. I was bending over the showcase
seeing what was on sale. As I stood up I bumped into the same guy who
rammed into my shopping cart. "I'm sorry," I said. "I'm not," he responded
and he smiled. A smile that could make anyone melt. So I got my lunchmeat
and cheese, and then proceeded with my shopping. I went to the pasta
aisle. The aisle was empty and as I was looking at the various pastas, the
same man who I had the two encounters with came up behind me again.

	"Hi, my name is Mitch," he said. "My name is Jason," I replied. "I
would really like to get to know you better. I think that you are a very
hot man," he went on to say. So the thoughts in my head began to race. For
instance, like what is this guy up to? Following me in a grocery store of
all places; finally, what a way to pick someone up, first bumping into my
shopping cart and following me around in the grocery store.

	"You want to get to know me better?" I answered. "Yes, I do. Are
you finished with your grocery shopping? We can go over to my house and
have some lunch, if you'd like," he continued. "Ok, I have a couple of more
things to get," I replied. So, I continued with my shopping as Mitch
followed me. I got my pasta, bread and laundry detergent and we both
proceeded to check out. While we were waiting in the check out line, I was
checking out him, as he was ahead of me. Mitch had a very firm butt wrapped
in baggy jeans. Even though the jeans were baggy looking, his butt was
still accentuated. His butt was your typical firm bubble butt.

	As we left the store Mitch went to get his car so we could load our
things into the trunk. Then we were off to his place. I thought to myself
as to what was on my mind. I hardly even know this guy, and I am riding in
a stranger's car, on top of it. But still there was something about him,
which held my curiosity and I needed to find out for myself.

	We arrived to an old vintage house. Mitch parked his car in the
driveway. We proceeded to take out the groceries out of the trunk of his
car. I look and admired as he reached down and grabbed his groceries from
the trunk. (Nice butt.) I helped Mitch with his groceries. I had left most
of my groceries in the trunk with the exception of my lunchmeat and
cheese. We went into the side entrance of his home, which led into the
kitchen. We placed the groceries on the kitchen counter. I began to empty
the groceries out of their bags. As I was emptying the bags of groceries,
Mitch came up behind me and put his arms around me. Mitch began kissing the
back of my neck. As he held me in his arms and continued kissing the back
of my neck, he began pushing his groin into my butt. Then all of a sudden
flashbacks came into my mind reminding me of the night I was raped. These
memories began flooding my head. They became so overwhelming that I passed
out.

	Opening my eyes I realized that I was in a living room, lying on a
sofa. There in front of my view was Mitch. I jumped up. "Where am I?" I
said, confused. "It's ok, you're in my living room," Mitch said. "Are you
ok?" he continued. "Yeah, I'm fine," I said, still light headed and
confused. "What happened? All I did was put my arms around you and began
kissing the back of your neck and then all of a sudden you were on the
floor," he explained. "I said I'm ok" replying angrily. "I just got a
little overwhelmed, that's all." "Jason, guys just don't pass out as
someone begins kissing them."

	Then all of a sudden I began crying. Mitch grabbed me in his strong
arms and held me tight. He started kissing my forehead. I wiped the tears
from my eyes and pushed him away. " I don't think that I should be doing
this." "Why not?" Mitch said, confused. "What the hell happened to you?"
"Look, a few years ago I was drinking a lot and I wound up in a situation
where I was raped," I stated. "It hasn't been since then that I have been
with another man." I started explaining. "I don't deserve to be with
anyone, especially here with you." "Jason, I know that I came on a little
strong but . . ." with that I began to head towards the front door. Mitch
followed me. "Wait!" Mitch yelled. "He put his hand on the door and closed
it. "Jason I really want to know you better. Ever since I laid my eyes on
you in the grocery store I knew I wanted you." I began to sob. He wrapped
his strong arms around me and began to kiss my lips. His tongue began to
pry my lips apart. My knees felt week. "I want you Jason," he said. "I
don't want to hurt you. I want to make love to you. I just got this feeling
about you and don't ask me what it is or why, but I just want you," he
continued.

      Mitch continued to kiss me. Licking my lips, kissing me
passionately. Our tongues met. He placed his hand on the side of my face,
gently caressing the side of my face as he continued to kiss me. Tears
began to roll down the side of my face as we continued kissing. "It's going
to be ok, I promise you," Mitch said reassuringly. He placed his hand
underneath my sweatshirt running his hand over my chest ever so
lightly. Then he ran his hands over my nipples. Gently pinching my left
nipple while raising up my sweatshirt. Then ever so gently he ran his
tongue over my right nipple. Kissing it and licking it. Then he started
licking my left nipple. Uhhhhh, I groaned. I finally gave in to my
desire. I still wasn't too sure as to what I was doing. Somehow there was
this gravitational pull towards him. I felt safe and secure. He was very
sensitive and did everything so gently and just taking time out to make
sure that I felt comfortable in what he was doing to my body. Feeling safe
and secure enough I began to respond to him. I slowly began to unbutton his
flannel shirt. Running my hand over his hairy chest. Reaching inside his
shirt and rubbing his nipples until they were erect. I guess that I am
still attractive, I thought to myself. After the ordeal of being raped I
felt very unattractive but here this man, who I hardly even knew, somehow
found me attractive. He reaffirmed that, as his hard cock was rubbing
against my thigh through his loose jeans.

      Removing his shirt from him, I placed his erect nipple between my
lips. I began to suck his erect nipple and running my tongue in circles
around it. "Oh, yeah Jason; that feels so great. Don't stop." Then Mitch
grabbed me in his arms again and held me tight. I could feel his heart
beating real fast against my own chest. He then grabbed my hand and led me
upstairs to his bedroom. Mitch then led me to his bed. He sat down and
proceeded to lift off my sweatshirt and began unbuckling my belt then,
opening my pants. Taking his time out in just enjoying the scenery of my
body. My pants fell to my ankles and I lifted each leg to remove my pants,
leaving my boxer briefs, on and I began to remove my socks. I then guided
Mitch to stand up and I began unbuckling his belt. I rubbed my right hand
over the bulge through his jeans. It seemed to be a bit bigger than
average. I would say at least 8½ inches, but without a ruler who could
say. I carefully unzipped his jeans and lowered them to the floor. I guided
him to sit on the bed and I began to remove his pants and socks. He wasn't
wearing any underwear at all. I was right, Mitch had a strapping 8½ inches
of throbbing cock hidden away in those baggy jeans of his.  I bent down in
front of him. I started where I had left off. I began kissing that
wonderful hairy chest of his. Licking his left nipple and then his
right. He began to groan. I then ran my tongue down the center of his
abdomen. "Oh, God," he groaned. The scent of his body was a combination of
Tommy Hilfiger and himself, which really got my cock a throbbing through my
shorts. I wore the same cologne but I didn't smell anything as wonderful as
Mitch did. As I was working my tongue down to his hard throbbing cock,
Mitch stopped me. "Jason, are you sure this is what you want? I want you to
feel comfortable, and most of all I want you to experience total
pleasure. If you want to stop just say so and we will stop. You just give
the word. I want this experience to be right for you." He explained. I
thought to myself, here was this guy making sure that I felt
comfortable. Not letting his hormones take over his actions.

      "Yes, this is what I want, Mitch and I will let you know if I feel
uncomfortable," I replied. Then I took his throbbing cock in my mouth and
proceeded to suck all 8½ inches down my throat. Uhhhhhhh, yes, Mitch
groaned. I then licked the side of his hard and veiny shaft. Then I started
licking his hairy balls. "Oh, God Jason, don't stop." I continued to work
on the shaft of his cock. Licking the head of his cock. Mitch continued to
fuck my throat. "Oh, yeah, Jason. Uhhhhhhhh. I am getting close," Mitch
responded in deep ecstasy. Mitch then pulled me off of his throbbing
cock. He guided me up and laid me down on his bed. He removed my boxer
briefs from my body and then Mitch began to lick my nipples and stroked my
7½ inch hard cock. And in one deep gulp, engulfed my throbbing cock down
his throat. He kept sucking with vigor. He then raised my legs up and then
began to work his way down between my balls and asshole. Licking every so
tenderly. Uhhhhhhhhh, I groaned. "No one has ever done this before," I
groaned. Mitch then began to lick my tender rosebud. Running his tongue
around my asshole. He then inserted his tongue into my hole. Darting his
tongue in and out of my asshole. As he was doing this he grabbed a hold of
my stiff cock with his left hand and began to stroke it up and down. With
his right hand he gently began rubbing my nipple. Pinching it and squeezing
it. Doing all these things simultaneously. I was in total ecstasy. "Mitch,
I am getting close. I am going to cum," I hollered. Mitch then took my cock
down in my throat as begun to suck feverishly as he rubbed my asshole with
his left hand and was pinching my right nipple with his right. "Oh, God
Mitch. Stop! I am going to cum down your mouth," I groaned in total
ecstasy. "I'm getting close." Mitch heard this and kept on sucking my cock
like there was tomorrow. Oh, God I am cumming. Ahhhhhhhhhhh. Mitch took my
hot milky load down his throat as I came into his mouth. He sucked every
last ounce of juice from my cock. He later released my cock and moved up
and kissed me passionately on the lips.

      After a few minutes of recovering from the awesome orgasm. I motioned
for Mitch to straddle my chest. He placed his pillows behind my head and I
begun to suck on his still throbbing cock. Sucking and stroking his cock, I
then reached behind him with my hand and began gently inserting my middle
finger up his asshole. In and out I went with my finger, continuing on
sucking that wonderful throbbing cock of his. "Jason, I am getting close,"
he yelled. I continued to ram my finger in and out of his tight asshole as
I sucked on his cock like a madman. I rammed my finger in for the last time
as I took his cock all the way down my throat while he began to shoot his
load down my throat. Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. He yelled. His cock slipped from
my mouth and my finger left his asshole as he collapsed on top of my chest.

      We began kissing like we had been lovers for years. Tasting one
another's loads as we kissed each another. He then moved off of me and
grabbed a hold of me in his strong arms. The scent of Tommy Hilfiger and
him mixed together sent me into euphoria as we both collapsed and began to
drift asleep, after our morning workout. I was not quite a sleep yet when
he whispered to me "I love you Jason" and kissed my forehead. Mitch then
drifted into a deep sleep. I was still exhausted, but I hadn't quite fully
fallen asleep yet. I was just thinking as to what Mitch had just said to
me. He said that he loved me? Can this really be happening? I thought to
myself. I finally drifted off to sleep lying in this strong man's arms.

      A couple of hours later; I opened my eyes and there was Mitch. Still
holding me in his arms. He must have been up for a while. Just watching me
as I was slept. Laying spoon fashioned, I could feel his chest hair up
against my back and a hard cock pressed up against my backside. I was in
heaven. "Good afternoon Sunshine," he smiled. "Have a nice nap?" "Uh-huh,"
I replied, smiling back. "Hey, Mitch, I have a question -- What did you
mean, when you whispered I love you," I asked.  "I do love you Jason," he
answered. "But you hardly even know me yet. We have just met. At the
grocery store yet -- may I remind you." "I know Jason. It's just that I had
this feeling ever since I laid my eyes on you," Mitch responded, very
certain of himself. "I think that is just lust you have for me Mitch,"
grabbing his hard cock behind me in my hand. "Just go with it Jason, I am
very certain of how I feel."

      Could this be the one? That this is the Prince Charming that I have
always dreamed of? Unlike any other man I have been with, he was sensitive
of my feelings and making sure that I felt comfortable. Being very gentle,
caring and loving. It just wasn't your casual roll in the hay. Besides
that, after telling him what had happened to me in my past, most men would
have run away. But somehow Mitch just embraced the situation very lovingly
and caringly. Besides that he's not only handsome but he seems sincere. I
think that I am going to give this a shot. I can't live in total fear for
the rest of my life.

      "Jason, what are you thinking about? You have been staring off into
space. Are you alright," Mitch asked. "Yes. I'm great. I was just thinking
about how I want you inside of me, Mitch," I replied very sure of what I
was asking for. "Are you sure about this? You don't have to do this, just
because I told you that I love you, Jason," Mitch looking concerned for my
well-being. "I know that, but I want to," I replied. "Especially after
passing out and getting frightened. Why don't you just wait until you are
ready," he went on. " I have never been more ready in my life. Besides
sooner or later I have to overcome my fears and now seems like the perfect
opportunity to do that."

      "Ok, are you sure about this?" Mitch asked once again. "Yes," I
replied. Mitch then got up and walked around the bed, still hard as a
rock. His cock was swaying from left to right as he walked around to the
other side of the bed. He reached into the nightstand drawer for the tube
of lubricant and began to walk. As he was walking his hard cock continued
to sway back and forth. I began to laugh. "What are you laughing at?" Mitch
asked. "The way your cock sways back and forth," I replied. "What's so
funny about that? I can't help it. It's hard as a rock because of you," he
replied. "It's cute," I stated. "Cute? Winnie the Pooh is cute. This is a
manly tool of love for you. It's tough and big," Mitch said with
pride. "It's still cute to me. Now get over here and make love to me."

      Mitch came around the bed to me. He squirted some lubricant onto his
fingers and then applied it to my hole. Uhhhhhhhhh, I moaned. He slid is
big finger in and began to lubricate the inside of me. Sliding his finger
in and out of my tight asshole, getting me ready to accept his huge
tool. It had been a long time since I had a cock inside of me. In fact, the
last time I was fucked was when I was raped. I had figured that now was as
good a time to take a risk and to get over my fear from my gruesome
past. There was also something inside of me that felt compelled to give
myself to Mitch. Like he had stated earlier that there was some kind of
feeling inside of him towards me and at this moment I began to feel the
same. Somehow I guess I knew that I could trust and be safe with Mitch.

      Mitch continued sliding his finger in and out of my asshole. As he
was doing this to me he began kissing the back of my neck. "I love you
Jason. I want us to be one," "Me too," I replied. I then took the lubricant
from Mitch; turned around putting the lubricant into my hand and began
spreading the lubricant over the length of his shaft. Sliding my hand up
and down. I then guided Mitch to lie on his back as I positioned myself
above him. "Are you really sure about this Jason?" Mitch asked, very
concerned. As he asked this I position my asshole against his hard cock and
began to slide Mitch's cock deep inside of me. There was pain but somehow
my feelings for Mitch overcame the pain of his huge cock entering my tender
asshole.
      I slid my ass down on his cock as Mitch moaned in pleasure. Feeling
my tight ass lips wrapped around his hard and throbbing tool. I felt each
of the veins of his hard cock. I knew exactly where each vein was on his
cock, just by the feel of it as it penetrated me.

      I stopped with all 8½ inches deep inside of me. Just to get
accustomed to the length, along with the width of his monstrous cock. Tears
began to roll from my eyes. Mitch grabbed me and began holding me and
kissing me passionately on the lips. "It's ok Jason. Take all the time you
need. I love you so much; even more now as you are giving me the most
scared part of you. Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh," Mitch groaned. I began to raise my ass
having Mitch slide up to the head of his cock and then pushing back down to
the hilt. Sliding my hips up and down his hard cock, kissing my newfound
love. With each stroke of his cock, I reached down with my hands and began
to rub his nipples. Mitch then turned me onto my back as I was still
impaled onto his hard member. Mitch began sliding his cock in and out of
me. "Yes, Mitch. Uhhhhhhhhh. Harder! Fuck me harder! Make me all yours!!!!"
I screamed. Mitch began to increase the rhythm of his pumping. Kissing me
even more passionately as I held on to him with dear old life. He then bent
over and reached down with his tongue licking and sucking my nipples. "Ah,
Mitch I am getting close," I screamed in ecstasy. As Mitch was fucking me,
the head of his cock began rubbing against my secret spot deep in my
bowels. "I am going to cum soon Mitch!!!!" With that Mitch increased his
temple and then . . . Ahhhhhhhhhh I'm cumming I yelled. My cock began
shooting a load I never thought I was capable of doing. I hadn't even
stroked or touched my hard cock. As I was cumming my ass lips clamped down
on his hard cock and began milking his cock of his juice. "I'm cumming
too," Mitch yelled as he shot a huge load deep into my bowels. There was so
much cum from his hard cock that it began oozing out from the sides of my
tight ass lips.

      Mitch then collapsed on top of me and I held him in my arms still
impaled on his cock. We both feel asleep with him still inside of me. His
cock began to soften. Mitch began to fall into a deep sleep. I kissed the
top of his forehead and responded, "God, I love you".

      It has been three hours since we were asleep. Mitch's cock slid out
of me as he rolled off of me and continued to be asleep. I had decided that
it was time for a bath, plus I was kind of hungry. And Mitch did promise me
lunch. I got myself out of bed and went to begin to draw a bath for the two
of us.

      I went into the bathroom and began to prepare the bath. He had one of
those old-fashioned bathtubs that had four legs and was about 2½ feet
deep. I begun to run the water and I found some bubble bath, which I added
to the running water. I also noticed that there were a lot of candles
throughout the bathroom, so I began to light them as I was waiting for the
tub to fill.

      As the tub was just about filled, Mitch walked into the bathroom. You
could still tell that he was still groggy from our morning workout and
naps. As I was checking the bath water making sure the temperature of the
water was just right, Mitch walked behind me and put his arms around me. I
turned around and we began kissing and embracing one another. Enjoying the
touch and feeling of our bodies pressed together. Mitch proceeded to get
into the bathtub. I shut the running water off and climbed into the tub
sitting in front of him. Mitch took a sponge and began soaping up the
sponge. He then began washing my chest. I leaned back to rest my body
against his. Feeling the warmth and tenderness as Mitch held me tight. He
continued bathing my body. Washing my back, arms, legs and even my private
parts. While he was washing my private parts I started becoming aroused.

      I then stood up and motioned for Mitch to move forward so I could sit
behind him. I took the sponge from him, began to soap it up and started
washing him. Mitch leaned back against me as I focused my attention on his
hairy chest. I wrapped my arms around him and I began to soap downward
towards his groin. Mitch began to get aroused. I hadn't even come close to
his cock yet. Taking some bubble bath soap and putting it in my hand, I
began working my hand up and down his hard shaft. While soaping up his
cock, I began to play with his left nipple by gently teasing it. Mitch
started groaning as I gave him total pleasure. I then began kissing the
back of his neck. Telling him how much I loved him. Continuing with this
for a few moments, my right hand stroked his cock, right to the point of no
return and then stopping. Starting up again by bringing him real close to
cumming and then stopping. I kept this up for a while. Watching my newfound
love squirm in total ecstasy. It was so pleasurable to watch. I continued
on with this for about ten minutes. I reached under his buttocks with my
left hand, where I could feel his puckered hole and then I gently inserted
my finger. Moving my finger around deep inside of him as I continued to
stroke his cock. Finally, he exploded in a final climax.

      "God, that was great Jason," panted Mitch as he was recovering from
his huge climax. "I just wanted to show you how much pleasure I wanted to
give you, as you have done for me," I replied. "Now, what about that lunch?
You promised," I said jokingly. We both rinsed ourselves off and began to
get out of the tub. Mitch then wrapped me in the bath towel to dry off. He
grabbed a towel for himself and then put his arms around me. "I love you so
much Jason, I knew this the moment I laid my eyes on you. And as for the
lunch I promised you, let's finish drying off and then I can cook us
something to eat."

      We both dried off. Mitch let me borrow a t-shirt and shorts to wear
around his house. In all actuality, neither one of us wanted to wear any
clothes at all but we did put on something minimal nevertheless. Mitch put
on a t-shirt and a pair of shorts too.

      We headed downstairs to the kitchen so he could fix us something to
eat. As he was fixing us the meal, we began to talk about the two of
us. Spending time getting to know one another in more detail. I told Mitch
that I worked on a computer for a living and that I really had no social
life since my ordeal. Mainly what I did was spend time with friends, watch
television, and I didn't date since the rape incident. Basically, you could
consider me a very boring person. Mitch went on to tell me about how he was
an architect and that he did little dating because he was always busy with
work.

      Mitch also asked me to explain about the rape in order to help him
understand me more and to be more supportive. So, I explained how I had
gotten real drunk and high one night, and as I was on my way home, a couple
of guys followed me home from the bar. I had gotten close to my apartment
when they rushed me. Pulled me into my house and began to rape me. The look
on Mitch's face was of shock, concern and anger as I described what had
happened. In fact I could have sworn that there was a tear in his eye. I
knew that he was trying very hard to hold back any type emotion. I
reassured him that it was a result of me being drunk, because I knew that
if I wasn't drunk I am sure I would have noticed these two guys following
me. I also told him that it is in the past and that being here with him has
helped me tremendously in getting on with my life and that I loved him for
that.

      "Jason, I am sorry that it had to happen to you. I can really see how
painful it was for you to tell me all of this. I appreciate you courage. I
want you to know that I will do everything in my power to make you happy
and protect you," Mitch responded. He grabbed a hold of me and kissed me
while holding me in his arms. In a state of confusion I didn't really know
how to respond to all of this. Here was a man I hardly knew for only a few
hours who expressed emotion, love, pain and sadness to me. I guess this is
why I fell in love instantly as he did with me.

      We proceeded to eat our meal. Mitch really impressed me with his
cooking. So, I figured the least that I could do was wash the dishes since
he prepared such an awesome meal for the two of us. After I was through
washing the dishes, Mitch was fixing something for dessert. Pulling out the
ice cream, chocolate syrup and whipped cream to make hot fudge sundaes. As
I watched him pull out these things I began to get a real devilish
idea. Now what can we do with ice cream, chocolate syrup and whipped cream,
I thought to myself?

      At that moment, as Mitch was scooping up the ice cream I wrapped my
arms around him. Telling him how much I enjoyed being there with him. I
slid my hands up his t-shirt and began running my hands over his chest,
paying special attention to those wonderful nipples of his. Mitch dropped
the ice cream scooper and began to groan. "What are you doing, Jason?"
"Nothing," I replied deviously. I then proceeded to lift up his t-shirt and
slid down his shorts. I turned Mitch around and there bobbing at my waist
side was his hard cock. "I got a better idea for dessert, Mitch." I said
huskily. With that I grabbed the whipped cream can and squirted the whip
cream on each one of Mitch's nipples and began to lick the whip cream from
his nipples. I began to suck on his nipples as if I trying to get as much
cream from this as possible. I then took the chocolate syrup and began to
pour the syrup on his hard cock. "Jason, you devil you. We are supposed to
be having dessert. Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh," Mitch groaned as I took his 8½ inches
down my throat, sucking the chocolate syrup off as if there was no
tomorrow.

      After that I motioned for Mitch to bend over, then I poured the
chocolate syrup down the crack of his ass. I started licking the syrup from
the crack of his ass. As I was doing this I began to dart my tongue into
his hole. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, Mitch moaned. As all the chocolate syrup was
licked away I could see that his hole was beginning to open up from me
darting my tongue deep into his hole. I then inserted my finger, in and out
of his hole. "Yes, Jason. Oh, God does that feels so great," he groaned. I
then reached from the counter and grabbed the whip cream can. I inserted
the nozzle along side one of my fingers and began to press the nozzle as I
shot the whipping cream deep inside his bowels. As I was doing all of this
my own cock got very hard and I began stroking my cock. I then took the
whipped cream can and sprayed the whipping cream along the length of my
shaft. After this I stood up and guided my 7½ inches to his inviting hole
and then proceeded to insert it in.

      I began to slide my cock in and out of his asshole. "Fuck me Jason,"
Mitch groaned.  Picking up the momentum as his asshole began to milk my
cock. "Harder, ohhhhhhhhhh, harder!!!" Mitch screamed. I continued sawing
my cock in and out of his asshole. I grabbed a hold of Mitch's hard cock
and began to jerk it in unison to my fucking motions. "Oh, God do I love
you Mitch. I love being inside of you," I groaned. "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh, I am
getting close Mitch! Yeah, keep milking my cock. I'm cumming, Oh,
Gooooooooood," I screamed as I shot my load deep into his bowels. As I was
shooting my load Mitch began shooting his load hitting the kitchen
cabinets. As he was shooting his load his asshole would contract, milking
every last ounce of cum I had inside of me. Finally we both fell and
collapsed onto the floor. I started kissing Mitch passionately. "I love
you," as I held on to Mitch and continued kissing him all over his body. "I
love you too, Jason," Mitch replied.

      We managed to regain our composure. Getting up off of the floor, we
began to clean up the mess we had made in the kitchen. After cleaning up in
the kitchen; we began to go upstairs to bathe again after our dessert in
the kitchen. We bathed one another. Being totally spent, Mitch and I went
to his bed and curled up with one another, falling into a deep sleep in
each others' arms.

      Sunday morning came. The sun shined through the windows of Mitch's
bedroom. We continued to lay spoon fashioned with Mitch's body wrapped
around mine. Still half asleep, I felt the warmth of Mitch's body pressed
against mine along with a prodding into my backside. I could also feel the
beating of Mitch's heart against my back as it was in a steady rhythm. I
guess this is what love is. God, I had never felt so contented in my whole
life. To have a man who was not only physically hot, but also loved, cared
and respected me on top of it. Cinderella, eat your heart out!!

      Mitch began to stir a little bit, probably due to the raging hard-on
he possessed. His stiff cock continued to push into my backside I began to
grind my butt into him. All of a sudden Mitch whispered into my ear, "Good
morning, love of my life. What are you trying to do to me? Put me in my
grave out of pure exhaustion?" I didn't say a word, just continued to grind
my butt into his raging hard-on and acted as if I was still
asleep. "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Will you stop already?" Mitch groaned. I reached
over into his nightstand for the tube of lubricant while pretending to be
asleep. I slid the tube under the covers. I then opened the tube of
lubricant and squirted a small amount onto my fingers and began rubbing it
into my asshole. Inserting my finger inside of me. Carefully making sure
that I was well lubricated to take Mitch's cock inside of me.

      After that I reached over again and squirted out some more lubricant
into my hand, then reaching in back of me and began greasing Mitch's rod
with the gooey substance. "Ahhhhhhhhhhh," Mitch moaned as I began to stroke
his hard 8½ inches. Carefully making sure that every part of his manhood
was well lubricated.

      Up and down I continued to stroke. Getting him close to cumming and
then letting up at that very last minute. "You're teasing me. Is this what
you want deep inside of you?" he whispered in my ear. I didn't say a word
just continued stroking. "Ok, you asked for it, stud," he whispered
again. With one swift movement of his hips he impaled me, all the way to
the root of his cock. "Oh yeah, that's what I want," I moaned. "Your love,
Mitch," as I was moving my hips to meet his thrusts. Pulling it out to the
head and then pushing it back to the hilt.

      With each thrust of his cock, deep inside of me, my own cock got
harder and harder. Mitch continued sawing his cock in and out of me for
about ten minutes. "Mitch, I'm getting ready to shoot," I sighed. With that
Mitch began pounding harder. "I'm cumming!" I yelled. As I was cumming my
asshole muscles began milking Mitch's cum out of his hard cock as he began
to shoot deep inside of me, filling me with his love juice. "I'm cumming
too!" he groaned. As I was milking his cock, I could feel the power of each
of his spurts as they began to fill my sacred channel of love. There was so
much cum that it started oozing around the sides of his cock as he tried to
push it all the way back into me with each stroke.

      Totally spent the phone rang. "Ah, shit!" Mitch responded. Mitch
reached over me to pick up the phone, which was sitting on the
nightstand. "Hello, speak!" he answered. "Hey Mitch, this is Simon."
"What's up Simon? Why are you calling me so early? Especially on a Sunday?"
Mitch questioned. "Early? It's 11:30 in the morning, what have you been up
to? I haven't heard from you all weekend. What's going on?" Simon
replied. "Ah, nothing, Simon. I was just laying in bed." "Laying in bed?
Are you sick or something? You are usually up at the crack of dawn, what's
going on?" "I'm fine Simon," as Mitch groaned as he was removing his now
soft and sensitive cock from my moist hole.

      As they continued talking I began to giggle. "Mitch who's there with
you?" as Simon heard my giggling. "No one, Simon, honest," Mitch said as he
began to turn crimson. I then began to burst out laughing as I tried to
cover my mouth with the blankets. "Mitch, don't bullshit me. We're best
buds. I'll be over shortly." With that Simon hung up the phone. "Ah shit!
How am I going to explain this one to Simon," as Mitch reached over me to
hang up the phone.

      "What wrong? It's not the end of the world just because you have a
man in your bed," I replied. "You don't understand, Jason. Simon and I go
back a long way. We have been like brothers since high school," Mitch began
to explain. "So, what's the big deal?" "Jason, he doesn't know that I am
gay." With that I began to burst out laughing hysterically. "What's so
funny, Jason?" as Mitch began to get a little steamy. I managed to calm
down a little. "Mitch, may I remind you. You have spent almost two days
fucking and on top of that, you took it like a real trooper, too. How can
he not know that you are gay?" Then I continued to laugh again. "Ah, you
think that's funny? Do you? Well how about this!!!" as Mitch began to start
laughing too. He then grabbed a hold of me, jumped on top of me and began
tickling me. We both started laughing hysterically. I began to laugh so
hard that Mitch's love juice began oozing out of me. Mitch began to fill
the stickiness of his love juice on his thigh. And with one big swoop he
grabbed me in his arms and began kissing me passionately. "I love you,
Jason," as we both embraced and kissed one another.

      Then all of a sudden we heard the front door slam. "Ah, shit," Mitch
responded. I grabbed a hold of the blankets and covered my head and started
laughing hysterically again. Mitch then grabbed his robe and ran downstairs
after shutting the bedroom door to greet Simon. Regaining my composure I
got up and walked into the bathroom to shower while Mitch was dealing with
Simon.

      "Hey, bud," Simon greeted. "Hey, what's up?" Mitch replied. "What the
hell is going on, Mitch? Are you sick or something? And what was all that
noise in the background?" Simon asked with concern. "I'm ok, Simon. We need
to talk. There is someone upstairs." Mitch began to explain. "All right,
dude!!! It's about time you got laid. Who's the chick? Sherry from work?"
"No it isn't. I really need to explain so listen up Simon. It's a guy. I'm
gay. His name is Jason. And I am very much in love with him." As Mitch
ended his sentence Simon busted out laughing. "You got to be kidding,
right?" "Simon, this isn't funny. I am gay!" "Well, that would explain
everything, then. Why you don't go out on dates with chicks. Ok. So, are
you happy?" "You are not going to beat the shit out of me or something?"
Mitch totally dumbfounded. "Hey dude, no big deal, and as long as we are
being honest with one another. So, am I." Mitch was totally
floored. "You're joking right, Simon?" "Mitch, when have you seen me with a
woman? I am usually hanging out with you?" Simon explained. "Now that you
mention it, you're right."  "So am I going to meet this guy or what?" Simon
went on. "Give us about 15 minutes to get showered and dressed. In the
meantime why don't you fix us all some coffee, I'll be back," Mitch
replied, totally relieved. "Ah, wild night last night. YOU SLUT YOU!!!!" as
Simon egged Mitch on, punching Mitch's shoulder.

      I had finished showering and was in the bedroom. I was done dressing
and I was on the bed and began putting on my shoes. I figured that Mitch
needed time to spend with Simon to sort things out. I decided that I would
get my stuff and head home. We could talk tomorrow I thought. Mitch came
running up the stairs hollering "Jason! Guess what. Things are totally cool
between Simon and me. I told him I was gay and on top of it, after knowing
one another for years . . . "  "He's gay too" I finished. "Yeah, isn't that
great!!!"  "Oh, boy. So, now you are in love with Simon, right?" I
replied. "What?" said Mitch, confused. "I'll go and leave the two of you
alone to work things out amongst yourselves," as I got up from the bed and
began to head out. Mitch then ran after me and grabbed my arm and pulled me
towards him, wrapping his arms around me. "Jason, I love you. I want to
spend the rest of my life with you, not Simon. We are just like
brothers. Nothing more," Mitch started to explain. Mitch then kissed me,
darting his tongue down my throat with great passion.

      "Knock, knock," Simon called out. "Are you two boys decent?" With
that both Mitch and I busted out laughing. Mitch opened the door. "Simon,
meet the love of my life, Jason -- Jason, meet Simon, the court jester." We
all went on with the usual introductions. Simon was a shorter version of
Mitch. Rugged and stocky looking man with brown hair, brown eyes, a 5
o'clock shadow and of course a firm and round butt. "Why don't the two of
you get to know one another while I take a shower and put some clothes on,"
Mitch said.

      So, Simon and I proceeded to go downstairs to the kitchen for some
coffee and to get to know one another while the man of my dreams went to go
take a shower without me. "Simon can you tell me more about Mitch?" I
asked. "Well, you should know one another pretty well seeing as the two of
you are in love with one another. You two have probably have been going on
with one another for a few months now. Without me even finding out until
today," Simon replied. "Uh, the truth of the matter is that we just met
yesterday morning at the grocery store, Simon," I added. "You're shitting
me! And now the two of you are in love? Well, when Mitch makes a decision
he sticks by it. I got to give him credit for that." "So you have to tell
me more about him, Simon. Like how old is he, when is his birthday, his
parents and siblings. His likes and dislikes," as I began question
him. "Well, he's 38 years old and will be 39 next month, May 5 to be
exact. A Taurus. Both of his parents are dead and his younger brother
passed away a couple of years ago from some kind of hereditary thing. So,
it's just him who is left. He likes music, especially Latin jazz. Most of
all he is very aggressive and likes to take charge. The neat thing about
Mitch is that he is very loving, caring and giving. He would give the shirt
off of his back if he could," Simon went on to explain.

      Mitch came down after his shower and getting dressed. Mitch and I
then fixed the three of us a brunch. We ate and carried on. It was about
3:00 in the afternoon. I decided that I should probably gather my stuff and
get home so I could get ready for work the next morning. "Mitch, I should
get going. Can you open up your trunk so I can get my groceries out of your
car?" I asked. "I will go with you," Mitch answered. So, Mitch and I went
to the driveway to get my things. He didn't live too far away from me, so I
could walk home. As we got to his car Mitch opened up his trunk. "Jason,
since we are alone, here is an extra set of keys to my house. Whenever you
want to, feel free to come and go as you'd like. Consider it a second
home. We can talk about moving in with one another later. I know this seems
like things are happening awfully fast but I want you to know that I want
to spend the rest of my life with you. I am dead serious about this."
Mitch then handed me his house keys. "Are you sure about this?" I asked. "I
have never been more certain in my life, Jason. I love you." Mitch
reaffirmed his love for me.

      So, we exchanged phone numbers and addresses. I gathered up my stuff
then told Mitch that we would talk tomorrow and also to say goodbye to
Simon for me. We were only a few blocks away from one another. He gave me
one last kiss goodbye, and I was on my way home. I couldn't believe that
Mitch gave me his house keys. I arrived home, put away the groceries and
got things ready for tomorrow's day at work. I began thinking to myself,
not believing the events that happened this weekend. Meeting a wonderful
man. Then for the two of us to fall in love with one another, plus the fact
that Mitch gave me his house keys on top of all this. Then I realized that
Mitch's birthday was coming up next weekend. I had to plan some extra
special surprise for the new man in my life. "I got it!! I know just
exactly what to do for Mitch's birthday."

      It was about 9:00 p.m. that evening and the telephone rang. "Hello,
oh, hi Mitch. Yes, I got everything done that I needed to do. By the way,
as you were taking your shower, Simon and I were talking. He was telling me
more things about you." "What did he say Jason," Mitch asked.  "Well the
fact that your birthday is next weekend and I thought that maybe the two of
us could celebrate alone that weekend. I could fix you dinner and maybe you
could spend the weekend here with me. We could celebrate not only your
birthday but also being together for one week. Yes, that's right, our one
week anniversary," I explained. "Sounds great, Jason. I will be there for
sure. That's why I love you. You take the time out for me. Nothing too dull
for the two of us," as Mitch accepted my invitation.



THE BIG SURPRISE

	We didn't see each other all week so, I spent the week going to
work and gathering up things for our weekend together. I picked up
groceries and other essentials. Massage oil, lubricant and various
toiletries. I also made a birthday cake, purchased some gifts to give Mitch
for his birthday. One item was a handkerchief - silk, and the other was a
gold ring. I wanted to make this weekend extra special.

	Friday night came and the doorbell rang; it was Mitch. I was really
impressed because he was on time. I opened the door, and there standing in
the doorway was the love of my life. After he came in, we kissed and held
one another for about 5 minutes. We had a romantic candlelit dinner for
two, with some Latin jazz playing in the background. After dinner I cleaned
up everything and told Mitch that it was now time for his birthday
surprise.

	I gave him his first gift. It was a small box with the silk
handkerchief in it.  He opened the box and took it out. "What's this for,
Jason?" he asked very curiously. "It's the beginning of your weekend so I
can show you just how much I love you." I went on to explain. I then walked
behind his and began to blindfold him with the handkerchief. I took his
hand and helped him to stand up as I guided him into my bedroom.

	"Now from this moment forward you have to do everything I tell
you. This is your birthday present and all of these things is to make this
a special one. I am merely here to give you pleasure and love," I
explained. "Ok, Jason. Whatever you say," as Mitch agreed to my demands.

	Guiding Mitch to the edge of my bed and sitting him down, I began
to remove his hiking boots and socks. I continued undressing him, shirt,
pants and then his underwear were removed. I guided him over with me so he
could lie stomach down on my bed. I took the aromatic massage oil, and I
began massaging him. "Oh, Jason, that feels so good." Mitch moaning. Still
blindfolded I turned him over onto his back, and started to massage the
front of his body as well. I noticed that as a result of my giving him the
full body massage, he began to have an erection. After I finished with the
massage I reached for the rope, which was tied to the headboard of my bed
and began tying him up. "Jason, what's this for?" Mitch asked,
confused. "This is so I can give you total pleasure. There will be no
reciprocating any pleasure to me. Tonight is your night. I want to show you
how much I really love you, Mitch," as I began to explain my plans. I then
got up and removed all of my clothes. There my true love was blindfold and
tied up in order that I could serve him.

	I proceeded to cut a piece of his birthday cake which I left on my
night stand, which I placed, shortly before Mitch had arrived. I cut a
small piece of the cake off and then told Mitch to open up his mouth and
stick out his tongue. "Mmmmmmmmmm, this tastes wonderful."  "I made it just
for you." As Mitch was blindfolded, his senses became more heightened. I
then began feeding him some more cake. After he finished the cake, we
kissed very passionately.

	We continued kissing, then I began kissing his neck and giving him
a tongue bath. Running my tongue from his neck to his chest. I licked his
nipples until they became very erect. I continued doing this while watching
how Mitch's body squirmed against the bonds. He began to writhe in the
perils of ecstasy as my tongue continued working on his nipples.

	I straddled his legs and began to run my tongue downwards towards
his abdomen and to his cock. I licked up the side of the base. Working my
way toward the head. His cock began to spasm. My tongue began to tease his
piss slit and beneath the head. Mitch's body was convulsing underneath
mine. His breathing became shorter and faster as I continued on. I began to
nibble the sensitive area underneath his balls and cock between his
thighs. Mitch's head thrashed from side to side as I began switch from one
side to the other. "Oh, God I can't take this any more," screamed Mitch.

	I raised both of his legs close to his shoulders and worked my
tongue down to the perineum path to his sacred passage. He continued to
shake and squirm as I continued giving the man that I love, the pleasure he
deserved for this special occasion. Very abruptly I lowered his legs and
lifted up to the side of the bed. He looked like a little lost boy not
knowing what was to happen next. "Jason, please don't stop," he cried
out. I waited for a few minutes allowing his body to calm down. Mitch was
in total frustration. Next I tied his feet spread eagle. Taking some
lubricant from my nightstand; I began to squeeze some into my hand. Taking
a hand full of the slimy lubricant; I began sliding it up and down his hard
cock. Faster and faster I pumped. Watching his body squirm from the
pleasure that I was giving him. I stopped. Then lifting my body above his
hard cock I sat down on his throbbing member. "Uhhhhhhhhhhhh," I groaned, I
began to move my hips up and down, taking total control of the
situation. This was really driving Mitch up a wall. Mitch tried violently
to meet the up and down movements with little luck.

	I kept this up for almost a half an hour. Milking his cock with my
asshole and then stopping. As the time passed I realized that Mitch was
going totally nuts. I started to pump faster and faster and faster. "Oh
God, I'm cumming, Jason" Mitch yelled as he shot his love juice deep inside
of me. The shots, deep inside my bowels triggered me to shoot my load all
over his hairy chest. We both collapsed. I began kissing Mitch. "Happy
Birthday, Mitch," I whispered.

	I then pulled myself off his cock. Removed his blindfold and the
ropes, which kept him bound. "That was fabulous, Jason. I loved that so
much. That was the best birthday gift anyone could have given me," he
whispered. He then wrapped me in his strong arms as if he were hanging on
for his life. We rested, trying to regain our strength back. After about 20
minutes of well deserved rest, I reached over him into the other drawer of
the nightstand and pulled out a small box, which contained a gold
ring. "This is for you Mitch." "What's this for?" Mitch asked
curiously. "It's to celebrate one week together," I replied. Tears began to
roll down his eyes. Never in my life had I seen a rugged man shed a tear. I
took the ring from the box and placed it on his left ring finger; it was a
perfect fit. We then collapsed in each other's arms.

	Mitch and I continued to sleep. As I was sleeping I began to toss
and turn. I began dreaming. Actually, it was more like a nightmare. They
were flashbacks. Flashbacks of the terrifying experience I had, the night
that I was raped. The thoughts were so vivid, as if I was there once
again. The nightmare continued, I thrashed back and forth even more. All of
a sudden I jumped up and screamed.

	Mitch jumped up. He put his arms around me, trying desperately to
comfort me from the pain. "Jason! Jason! Wake up! It's Mitch!" trying to
bring me back to reality. As I woke, I began to cry.  I remembered the pain
I had gone through.

	Mitch continued to hold and comfort me as best he could. Holding me
tight against his warm and strong body, he started to kiss the top of my
head. Rocking me back and forth; as if I was a newborn child. "It will be
ok, Jason. I promise you. I will take care of you," I then began to calm
down. Once again, feeling safe and secure. Gradually, I drifted back into
sleep. Mitch never let go of me. Even when I stirred in my sleep, there was
Mitch pulling me closer.

	Saturday morning came around. I woke up first, as Mitch was still
asleep. I was still kind of hazy from the previous night. I removed Mitch's
arms from around me, then proceeded to get up and make some coffee. To help
me regain composure from the previous night, I made a cup of coffee and
brought it back to the bedroom. I laid back down on the bed after placing
the cup of coffee on the nightstand. As I was laid down, I began to watch
Mitch in his deep sleep. I then cuddled up against his body. "Jason, are
you ok?" Mitch asked, still groggy. He then reached for me and began to
kiss me on the lips, as he pulled closer into his arms.

	I was overwhelmed with emotion. The more times we'd spend together;
the more I grew to love him. By holding and kissing one another I began to
feel better. Just being close to him caused me to have an erection. I
pushed him on his back and ducked under the covers. With my hand I reached
for his hard cock and I then took him inside of my warm mouth. I began
sucking his throbbing cock. Up and down I sucked. And as I sucked his cock,
the tempo of my sucking increased. Mitch began to moan in pleasure once
again. I continued with my usual stop and go technique. Bringing him to a
climax. He shot load after load down my awaiting throat. I swallowed his
cum. After he had finished his climax I moved myself out of the covers and
began kissing him. Thanking him for his love and tenderness he had shown
me.

	The rest of the day turned out to be very pleasant. Mitch had
decided that he wanted Simon, him and I to celebrate his birthday. Simon
and Mitch had a special relationship. Simon and Mitch would spend all of
their free time with one another. I guess that since Mitch's brother was
dead, Simon had taken his place. So, I agreed, after all this was Mitch's
weekend.

	So, I decided to make the three of us dinner that evening. I cooked
the food and Mitch helped set the table. It was a team effort.

	After everything was pretty much set, Mitch and I decided to get
ready for this evening's events. We took a bath together. We took our time,
enjoying one another. We bathed along with spending quality time together.

	"Jason, thank you very much for making this weekend a special one
for me. Especially going through all the trouble of preparing a meal for
the three of us." "I just wanted to make this weekend special for
you. Mitch. Can I ask you a something? Tell me more about Simon, I'm kind
of nervous about the whole thing. I hardly know him. I thought that if you
told me a little bit about him, it might help me to feel more comfortable."
"Sure, no problem. Simon and I go a long way back. All the way back to high
school. We have been best friends ever since then. After my brother died,
we became even closer. He has really been there for me." Mitch went on to
explain.

	Mitch went into great detail about their relationship. This helped
me to have a better understanding. I was also able to learn more about
Mitch and his family life, too. Mitch had been through a lot, with the
death of his parents and brother. Through all of these experiences Simon
was always there for him, giving him love and support as a brother
would. Simon was a year older than Mitch, so Simon took on the "big
brother" role. Now, with the two of them knowing that each other was gay,
they had an even stronger bond.

	After our conversation and we got ourselves cleaned, we got out of
the bathtub and to get ready for Simon's arrival. I still can't believe
that in just a short time our relationship had become intense. We enjoyed
each other's company; the quiet times, the lovemaking and just being with
one another. Our love for one another had grown considerably.

	 As we were getting dressed, Mitch walked up behind me and put his
arms around me. I turned around and we began kissing passionately. "I love
you so much, Jason." "I love you too, Mitch." I slid my hands up Mitch
shirt and began to play with the fine hairs on his chest. Rubbing and
pinching his nipples; as we kissed. I could feel that both of us were
aroused. Our bulges were pressed against one another. All of the sudden the
doorbell rang. Both Mitch and I were hard as a rock. "Can you get the door,
Mitch, so I can finish getting dressed?" "Yeah, thanks a lot. I hope that
Simon doesn't get the wrong idea; me with a big boner," Mitch replied. So
Mitch then went to get the door.

	"Hey Mitch, how's it hanging? Oops, I can see how it's hanging,"
Simon giggled as he noticed the tent in Mitch's pants. "Very funny, Simon,"
as Mitch tried adjusting himself, desperately trying to get his cock to
simmer down. "Hey Simon, how are you doing," as I came into the living
room. "Hi, Jason; Great, and how are you doing? How's Mitch treating you?"
Simon asked. "Things are going well. Mitch has made me so happy that I just
don't know where to begin." I replied. "I can see that," Simon winked and
pointed to the bulge in Mitch's pants. "I think the feeling is mutual,"
replied Simon.

	Dinner turned out to be a great experience for all of us as we got
to know one another. During dinner I kind of sat back and watched as Simon
and Mitch carried on like two high school boys, teasing and razzing one
another. I really see why the two of them got along so well with one
another. The two them were almost identical in personalities and they also
had similar appearances. It was like seeing a double image; with the
exception of Simon being the shorter of two. Watching their interaction
with one another, reinforced their brotherly relationship with one another.

	The evening came to an end. We all said our goodbyes and Simon went
on home. After I cleared things up, Mitch and I were able to spend some
time with one another. Don't get me wrong, I had a great time with the
three of us, but being alone with Mitch is what I enjoyed the most. In all
honesty the sex part is what I look forward to. Experiencing sex in a
different perspective, other than just getting off. The warmth and
tenderness; I guess you could call it lovemaking. With Mitch and I, sex
wasn't just mechanical. There seemed to be a lot of feeling that went with
it, even the times when we did get wild with one another. We'd get wild in
our own passions through expressing our love for one another. It may have
been like this because it had been a long time since either one of us has
actually had any sex for a long time, until we met one another.

	As we were getting ready for bed, Mitch walked up behind me. We
began kissing and holding one another. Enjoying the feeling of each other's
bodies next to one another. We began to undress each other. By the time
were both naked we both had raging hardons. "Mitch, I have another surprise
for you. Can you do me a favor and get your silk handkerchief I gave you
last night for me," as I smiled mischievously.

	Mitch went to get his handkerchief. I then proceeded to blindfold
him once again. Guiding him to the bed, I laid him down, making sure that
he was lying on his back in the center of the bed. Then I proceeded to tie
his wrists. His arms were stretched out, and there laid Mitch on his back
with his huge erection standing at attention in the middle of the bed. I
began to giggle at the sight of my handiwork. "What are you laughing about
again, Jason?" "Just the sight of you laying on the bed with your cock
sticking straight up is so cute." "Oh, God there's that word again --
cute. I don't even want to know why." "Suit your self Mitch," as I
continued to laugh. From my nightstand I reached into the drawers. There
from the drawers I pulled out the massage oil, a feather, lubricant and a
dildo. Even though I hadn't had sex in awhile. I did have my fantasies. The
thing was that now I could live out my fantasies with Mitch, who I loved so
much.

	As Mitch laid there, on the bed all tied up, he started getting
restless, waiting for me to get everything in order for our wild
sexcapade. "Come on Jason, hurry up!!! I can't wait!!!" Mitch began to
grumble. Even though Mitch was in charge most of the time, it was kind of
neat to have the cards turned around, once in a while. I took the feather
and began caressing his face with it. I ran the feather all over his
body. It began to drive him nuts. There was nowhere to turn, all he could
do was lie back and enjoy the pleasures. I raised his legs and began to run
the feather across his buttocks and tickle his anal area. As I began
playing with his ass I could see that his cock began pulsate at each touch
of the feather in between the crack of his ass. I enjoyed watching Mitch
squirm with pleasure.

	After doing this, I dove in licking and sucking his hole. It took
him by surprise. I then reached up with my hand and began stroking his cock
as I ate his tasty hole. I loved the way Mitch tasted. It drove me out of
my mind and I had a hard cock to prove it. I then began darting my tongue
in and out of his hole. Trying desperately to get his hole to open up, for
what was in store for him next.

	Lowering his legs, I then poured some massage oil on his hardening
cock and began to stroke it very slowly. I loved the slickness of the oil
on my hands as I stroked his hard cock. His cock had a velvety feeling to
my hands. I stroked his cock a couple more times and then stopped. "Why'd
you stop Jason? Keep on going," as Mitch began to get frustrated.

	I took the lubricant and began to grease up the dildo I had. Mitch
had no clue as to what I was doing. The only sound he heard was a squishing
sound, as I greased the dildo. I raised his legs again and began smearing
lubricant to his waiting hole. I began sliding one finger in and out;
trying to get his hole well lubricated. Then a second finger followed, all
the way up to three fingers. Mitch began to groan with pleasure as my
fingers began to rub against his prostrate. I then took the dildo and began
to slide it in. Taking my time with him because the dildo was about 2½
inches in diameter. As I was pushing the dildo into his hole, I bent over
and began to suck his cock. His hole began to relax and was taking the
dildo a lot easier now. I watched as he squired in ecstasy. Mitch was
usually the top and never really experienced being a bottom until he met
me. This gave him a new experience, the pleasures of being a bottom. He now
began to know just how pleasurable I felt when I would take his cock deep
inside of me.

      I did this for some time; sucking him and fucking him with the
dildo. He squirmed while his breathing increased. He was getting close to
his orgasm. Faster and faster I fucked and sucked him, simultaneously. "Oh
God Jason, I'm getting close!!!! Don't stop!!!!  I'm
cuuuuuuuummmmmmmminnggggggggggg!!!!!" he screamed as he began shooting his
massive load down my throat. I made sure that I got every last drop of his
manly seed down my throat. After he finished his explosion, I slowly
removed the dildo from his hole. I managed to have saved some of his cum in
my mouth. Next, I got up and moved close to him and began kissing him. I
kissed him, his cum slipped from my mouth and into his. Now he had
experienced just how wonderful his love juice tasted. "Oh, God that was
wonderful, Jason. I never thought it could be this great. Thank you,
Jason." I then removed his blindfold and released his wrists. We continued
kissing one another for a while. The two of us then slipped under the
covers. I then wrapped my arms around Mitch and then we both drifted off
into a deep sleep.

LIFE TOGETHER

      Five months had passed since we first met. Mitch and I both decided
that we should move in together. So, we both decided that I would move in
with Mitch. I managed to get rid of a lot of things plus sell most of my
furniture. I moved in with Mitch. Simon had been a major help in the
move. With the three of us doing it together, we had it done it in no
time. It was a tight squeeze but we managed to get all of my stuff
in. Thank God, Mitch had three bedrooms and a large basement.

      It took some adjustment on our part since the two of us were so very
independent. Our daily routine would start with me getting up early for
work. I started at 8:00 in the morning and Mitch would sleep in a little
bit since he didn't have to be at work until 10:00 in the morning. That was
easy enough. Since I had started work before Mitch, I would come home
before him, so I would be the one to fix us dinner. Life with Mitch was
wonderful. I enjoyed doing things for him, even the household chores, like
the cleaning and laundry. Sometimes we would do the household chores
together. When we did the chores, it turned into silly little games between
the two of us.

      The two of us were very happy with one another. Simon would come over
frequently for dinner during the weekends, and sometimes the three of us
might go and see a movie together. So, as time went on, the three of us
became one big happy family. There were even days when Simon would meet me
for lunch. We worked close by one another. Simon and I would gossip and
talk about Mitch. Simon soon became my close friend, too. I now understand
why Mitch had an easy time talking to Simon. Simon was very carefree and I
always found it easy to talk with him openly. I even told Simon about my
past. He was very supportive and loving about the whole situation.

      The most fun for me was Friday nights. I would get home early and fix
Mitch and me dinner. Then I would draw a bath for the two of us and we
would spend a quiet and romantic evening with one another by soaking in a
tub full of bubbles and then making love until we fell asleep in each
others arms. It was a relaxing evening for the two of us after a week of
hard work. There were times when Mitch would even surprise me. He'd pick me
up from work and would take me to a hotel for the night.

      One particular night he did this was when my birthday came. I was at
work running with my head chopped off. As it neared the time to leave work,
Mitch showed up with a bouquet of flowers unannounced. He told me that he
had a surprise for me. Even some of my co-workers were jealous especially
the women in my office. They couldn't believe that here was this man who
came to pick me up from work with a bouquet of flowers and then wanted to
whisk me off for a romantic evening. So, Mitch and I left my office and as
we were about to get into his car he pulled out the silk handkerchief; the
one I had given him for his birthday. He told me that I had to follow all
of his instructions. Mitch then blindfolded me and helped me into his car.

      As were driving my cock started to get hard with anticipation and
excitement. The car came to a stop. Mitch got out of the car and gave the
valet the car keys. He took two suitcases out from the trunk of the car;
which he had packed for the two of us for our evening together, with out me
even noticing it. After getting the suitcases, Mitch came to my side of the
car and helped me out. He gave the suitcases to the bellboy. We went up
into the elevator to our room. Mitch then unlocked the door to the hotel
room. As we entered the room I could hear running water. Kind of like a
waterfall. The sounds made my cock even harder. Mitch then tipped the
bellhop and closed the door behind us. He then removed my jacket and hung
it in the closet. He came back and began unbuttoning my shirt. After he
removing my shirt, Mitch began kissing me passionately. He then moved to my
neck as he kissed and nibbled it. Then with his hands he started caressing
my chest, rubbing the palms of his hands over my erect nipples. A few
minutes later Mitch started licking, kissing and then sucking on my hard
nipples. While doing this, my legs became weak. Mitch squatted in front of
me and began unbuckling my belt and then opening up my trousers. He slid
them down, along with my boxers to my ankles. As my pants and boxers slid
down, my hard cock sprang up in front of him almost banging him in the
head. He then untied and removed my shoes and socks, thereby making it
easier to slide my pants and boxers off. As I stood completely naked in
front my lover, blindfolded with and a raging hardon, Mitch began to
giggle. "What are you laughing about Mitch?" "It's cute!"  "That's not
funny, Mitch." I replied. "Hey, Jason you do it to me all the time; now the
cards are turned." With that last remark he took my hard cock down his
throat and began sucking my cock. I was in total ecstasy. "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh,
oh yes Mitch. That feels so good," I groaned. He then stopped. He took hold
of my hand and guided me. He guided me to the sound of running water. The
sound got louder, as we got closer. I couldn't figure where or what it
was. It sounded like a waterfall. "Stand right here, Jason."  Mitch
directed. He then proceeded to remove his clothes. After removing all of
his clothes, he took my hand again.

      He then told me to take a step down. I felt water. I then took a
couple of steps further down. As I walked down the steps the water got
deeper. I realized that I was in some kind of pool. The water came to my
waist. We walked further. The sound of the waterfall got even louder. Mitch
stopped me. He put his arms around me and then we began to kiss
passionately. He began to make love to me by caressing my body all over. A
fantasy come true. He then stopped. Still blindfolded Mitch grabbed my hand
again and guided me to the waterfall. We then came underneath the waterfall
as I felt the water hit our bodies. He then guided me past the waterfall to
a landing of some sort. I was in total shock. I could not believe that here
we were, in some kind of suite with a small pool, and a waterfall in it. He
lifted me up onto the landing and laid me down on some sort of mat. Mitch
then began kissing me more passionately. As we kissed Mitch ran his hands
over my body. Grabbing a tube of lubricant and he began spreading the
lubricant on his hard cock. I couldn't see what he was doing. My guess by
the sound he was applying lubricant on his cock. He squeezed some more
lubricant onto his fingers and started lubricating my hole. Sliding his
finger in and out of me. He raised my legs up over his strong shoulders and
entered me. His cock slid in with ease. He stopped for a moment to allow me
to get used to it. After a few moments Mitch began to slide in and out of
my hole. The tempo gradually increased. The tempo increased as my cock got
harder and harder; with each thrust of his cock as it began to hit my
secret spot. Mitch continued to fuck me for a while bringing me to an
orgasm. I shot cum all over my chest without even stroking myself. We then
kissed me passionately. "Happy birthday, Jason." Mitch swooped me up, into
his strong arms. I was still impaled on his hard cock. Positioning me in
his lap and his cock still deep inside me. I began to ride his cock. Faster
and faster I increased the tempo of fucking. The two of us kept this up
until we climaxed together.

      Mitch laid me back down on my back, his cock slid out of my hole. We
kissed and caressed each other. Mitch removed the blindfold, so I could see
where I was. I was flabbergasted. The two of us were in a huge suite that
had a pool and a waterfall in it. I looked around some more. I saw a huge
Jacuzzi, a bathroom, and a king size bed. It was paradise. The best
birthday present ever.

      The two of us fell asleep for a while, recuperating from our sexual
escapade. That night we had room service and a candlelit dinner for
two. After our romantic dinner, we bathed in the Jacuzzi and made love
several more times. It was a dream come true, as we lived out our fantasies
together.

ADJUSTING

      So, life with one another was great. Our lives were now complete. We
each had all that we could ask for, a job, a home, and most of all each
other. The two of us were very happy with our lives. Just the mere fact of
being together has brought us enjoyment in life. I have also been able to
put my past behind me. Through Mitch, I began to trust again. I could now
trust another man. The nightmares even stopped. I no longer lived in fear.

	Mitch had been even offered a job promotion. The company offered
him the position of third vice president. Mitch and I agreed that it would
be a wise career move for him. It would mean a few extra hours and some
added responsibility. This career promotion meant a lot to Mitch, so I
encouraged him to take it. Along with his promotion he would get his own
office. Mitch was so excited about getting his own office. He was like a
little boy with a new bicycle. Mitch decided to take the offer. I think
that getting his own office was the key factor in his decision.

	A few months went by, and Mitch was working a lot. There were times
when he would work late at night. One of those nights even landed on a
Friday night. Friday nights were usually our night together. I kind of felt
bad that he had to miss our usual romantic dinner for two. So, I decided to
bring the dinner to him. He called that particular night to tell me that he
would be working late at the office; I asked him if it would be ok if I
brought dinner to him. "Would you really do that for me, Jason? That's a
great idea." Mitch said with excitement. I packed everything up to take
over to his office. Mitch told me that the office would be totally
empty. This gave me an idea. After all Mitch had been working late every
night that week, so I thought that he could use a break and even a little
excitement. Along with the food, I also packed some candles, a blanket and
also a tube of lubricant.

	I arrived at his job and as usual Mitch was right. The office was
completely empty. "Thanks, Jason for doing this, I really appreciate
this. I am so hungry. I haven't even eaten since breakfast."  I then
unfolded the blanket to make a makeshift picnic for the two of us. Mitch
dimmed the lights in his office and we had a romantic candlelit picnic. He
even had a stereo in his office, so we played some jazz. "That was great,
Jason, and the food was excellent." "And now for dessert," I said
mischievously. "What are you talking about, Jason?" With that I grabbed a
hold of Mitch and began to kiss him passionately. I darted my tongue into
his mouth as I slid my hand up his shirt and began rubbing my hand on his
hairy chest. My fingers teased his nipples, by pinching and squeezing
them. Next, I slid my hand downward to his crotch. There, hard as a rock,
was his pride and joy.

	I began stroking his hard cock through his trousers. "I can't take
this any more!" He then grabbed me and laid me down on my back; as he began
removing my clothes. He followed suit by removing all of his clothes. As he
removed my pants and underwear my hard cock popped out. Mitch grabbed it
and began sucking it as he was sliding his hand and mouth up and down my
shaft. After a while Mitch grabbed my legs and put them over my head to
expose my asshole. He dove right in to my hole and began licking
it. Getting my hole nice and wet. Mitch did this for a while, and then
began darting his tongue in and out of my waiting hole. My hole began to
open up, yearning for his hard cock to go deep inside. Mitch tried
desperately to get my hole nice and slick. As he got my hole nice and wet,
he slid a finger in. Fucking my hole with his finger. Getting me nice and
ready. Next, came two fingers. Followed by three fingers. Feeling my hole
loosen up, Mitch knew that I was ready to receive him.

	I then reached for my stuff to get the lubricant. I squirted some
lubricant in my hand and began greasing up my hole, and then taking more
lubricant, I started lubricating Mitch's shaft. My hand slid up and down
his hard cock. "I should have known that you had this all planned," Mitch
groaned. "Are you mad that I planned this?" I asked. "Do I look mad to
you," as Mitch proceeded to slide deep inside of me. Sliding his cock in
and out, we kissed; I started to pinch his hard nipples. Harder and harder
he pumped into me as the tempo increased. My cock responded with each
thrust. Every time his cock entered into me, my cock got stiffer as it hit
my prostrate. We managed to keep this up for a while. My legs wrapped
around his body and I pulled him closer to me. I longed for his cock to be
deep inside. Then with one final thrust of his cock he shot deep inside me
as it triggered my own orgasm. We climaxed as one. After our climax Mitch
collapsed on top of me, totally spent.

	After we regained our composure, Mitch removed his cock from my
hole. We cleaned up as best we could and got dressed. "Thank you for dinner
and especially the dessert," Mitch said. I left him to finish up his work
and headed home.

	About 1:00 in the morning, Mitch got home from work. I was snuggled
up in our bed, fast asleep. He removed all of his clothes and crawled under
the covers. He wrapped his arms around me and then began kissing and
nibbling my neck. I moved closer to him and began to grind my backside into
his groin. His cock was already hard. Mitch began sliding his cock up and
down the crack of my ass. Then reaching over me for the tube of lubricant,
he proceeded to grease himself up. After he greased up his cock, he took
some more lubricant and began applying the lubricant to my waiting
hole. Mitch slid his cock into me, to the hilt.

	After I got accustomed to him being inside of me, he then started
fucking my hole. The fucking motion was slow and steady. We did this for
the rest of the night. We slept close to each other, as his tool remained
inside my channel. Each time his cock softened, he began his fucking
motions, to regain his erection. It was the most intense experience. The
feeling of warmth, security and pleasure all rolled up in one emotion. My
tool remained hard all night, as a result of him being inside of me.

	As the dawn broke, we both had awakened, with his hard cock still
embedded deep inside of me. Mitch started again by caressing my chest. His
strong hands roamed up and down my chest by rubbing fingers over my erect
nipples. With his right hand he reached around and grabbed my hard cock,
stroking it up and down. He thrust his pelvis back and forth as my hips met
his thrusts. Deeper and deeper his cock thrust as he continued to stroke my
cock simultaneously. Mitch increased the rhythm of his fucking motions and
the stroking of my cock. "Fuck me harder, Mitch, I'm getting close," I
screamed. Mitch didn't need any more encouragement. The tempo increased
even more. His cock banged away at my prostrate; as he stroked my cock even
faster until we both shot our loads together.

	Mitch's cock thickened as it began to shoot. I could feel each shot
of his cum as it filled me up. After our last spurt of cum, the two of us
collapsed. He then pulled me closer to him while his cock was still
embedded deep inside of me. After about ten minutes his cock became flaccid
and then slipped out of my hole. Now, I began feeling empty as his cock
left me.

	The two of us decided to sleep in. It had been some time since we
were able to spend a relaxing morning together. We decided to take
advantage of the time we had since his new position at work had given us
less time to spend with each other.

      After a few more hours of sleep, I decided to get up to take a shower
and decided to let Mitch sleep in. So, I got myself out of bed and went to
the bathroom to shave. As I was shaving I got the urge to shave not only my
face; but the rest of my body. I shaved my armpits, chest and crotch. The
feeling was very erotic. My nipples got hard as I shaved my chest, followed
by the same response as I shaved my pubic area and balls. The sensitivity
of the shaved areas had been heightened. "Good morning, Jason," as I nearly
jumped out of my skin. Mitch approached me from behind. I tried to cover up
what I had done as best I could. I pressed my hard cock against the sink.

      Mitch noticed that I was trying to hide something. "Can I take a
shower with you?" "Uh, yeah; sure," I replied. "Jason, what are you doing?"
"Uh, nothing." "Nothing?" Mitch reached from behind me and wrapped his arms
around me and began kissing my neck. I pushed myself closer to the sink
trying to hide my bald and erect cock. His right hand began to move upwards
towards my nipple. He realized that the little tuff of hair on my chest was
gone. "What did you do?" He turned me around and there I stood. The whole
front of my body was completely hairless. There I stood looking completely
embarrassed and hairless with a raging hard on. I stood completely
speechless not knowing what to say.

      Mitch stared at me for a few moments. The two of us were completely
silent. He then squatted in front of my hard cock and took it down his
throat and began sucking it. He raised my cock up and began licking my
balls. The feeling of his tongue against my newly shaved balls was mind
blowing. His hands then crept up behind me and began spreading the cheeks
of my ass. He then began feeling my hole. "You missed a spot," he smiled
mischievously. "Well it's kind of difficult to reach that area. Care to
help me?"

      I grabbed the shaving cream and razor, and then handed it to
Mitch. He turned me around and bent me over. He spread the shaving cream
down the crack of my ass and then with the help from me spreading my cheeks
apart he began shaving the hairs that surround my asshole. After Mitch
finished his handiwork, he wiped away the leftover shaving cream from my
ass with a wet washcloth.  He spread my cheeks apart and began licking the
crack of my ass. His tongue swirled around the outside of my hole. Then in
one big nosedive from his tongue it darted deep into my channel. Sliding in
and out of my hole as far as his tongue would go. He then sucked my hole. I
was in euphoria. All of a sudden Mitch stopped. "Wait a minute, Jason."
Mitch got up and went into our bedroom and came back with a dildo and the
tube of lubricant.

      Mitch then turned me around and bent me over the sink again. He
spread my cheeks and began his tonguing and licking of my sensitive
hole. As my hole got use to darting in and out of me, my hole began to
widen. Mitch stopped and began lubricating my hole. He began finger fucking
me. First one finger, two fingers, and then three fingers were inside of
me. He stopped for a moment and lubricated the dildo. After he finished, he
began to slide the dildo into my waiting hole. He turned me around and
started sucking my dripping cock. While he was sucking me, he would push
the dildo in and out of my hole at the same time. He kept doing this for a
while. I was in total pleasure. "Ah, God Mitch I am going to cum!!!"  as I
shot my load down his throat. Seeing all of this got Mitch very excited
that he stood up and began jacking his cock until it squirted so high that
it splattered all over my hairless chest. Mitch removed the dildo from my
hole and stood up; as we began to kiss. The two of us then jumped into the
shower as we cleaned ourselves off.

ONE STEP FURTHER

      After our shower and we began getting dressed; Mitch came up to me
and put his arms around me. "Jason, I've got something I want to ask you
. . . will you marry me?" It was a good thing that Mitch had his arms
around me, because I was so shocked that my legs had gotten weak. I just
couldn't believe what I was hearing. "We could have a small ceremony and go
away for a honeymoon, too," Mitch continued. "I would love to," I
replied. Mitch was so excited, no other words were spoken between the two
of us. He held me even tighter and kissed me more passionately.

      We spent the rest of the day just talking about our plans for the
"Big Day." I couldn't believe how excited I was. Everything seemed to be
materializing, just the way I had always dreamed of. I met the man of my
dreams and now we were going to get married. We talked about setting the
date and what we would like to do for our honeymoon. We both had agreed
that we wanted to go out into the country and spend time alone in a
cabin. Somewhere real rustic where we could build fires in a fireplace and
spend time alone with each other, free from the world.

      It was now Sunday; Mitch had gotten called into work. I called Simon
to have lunch, so I could tell him of the exciting news. Mitch and I both
agreed that we wanted Simon to be at the ceremony. He has been a big part
of our lives. I also wanted Simon to help me plan our get-away after the
ceremony. I figured that I could use all the help I could get.

      "Congratulations, Jason. I am so happy for you. Who would ever
believe that Mitch is going to get married, we all thought that he would be
a loner for the rest of his life," Simon replied. So, Simon and I discussed
possible plans for Mitch and I. We decided that we would have a small
ceremony on the lake, with just a few of our friends, have a brunch and
then Mitch and I could run off together for our honeymoon. Simon suggested
that Mitch and I could stay at his cabin, which he owned. It was a small
cabin, on the lake; it had a fireplace, bed and most of all a hot tub. It
was also secluded from the world. After lunch, Simon and I then went to
look at wedding bands for Mitch and me.

      Everything was now in motion. Mitch and I figured out our plans. We
purchased the wedding bands and decided to stay at Simon's cabin for our
honeymoon. The two of us were so excited. We both also decided to wear
tuxes for our ceremony. Everything was now set for our big event.

      This was "The Day." It was a sunny Saturday morning at the
lake. Mitch and I were looking our very best. We made our final commitment
with one another for the rest of our lives. We had the ceremony, brunch and
now we were off on our honeymoon with each other.

      It had been a long time since we had a period of time to be alone
with one another. Now, we had ample reasons to celebrate, which would make
this experience even better. So, we drove to Simon's cabin along the
lake. When we arrived at Simon's cabin, the two of us were beside
ourselves. Neither one of us had seen Simon's cabin. It was in the perfect
setting. Off in the woods along a small lake, there were trees
everywhere. Not a single home could be seen for miles. Mitch parked his car
and we proceeded to enter the cabin. Simon had been there to set up before
our arrival. It was his wedding gift to the both of us. The cabin had a
living room, kitchen, one bedroom, and bathroom. Inside the bathroom was a
huge bathtub -- it was round and very big. It was big enough to fit two
people comfortably.  In back of the cabin there was a Jacuzzi. In the
living room there was a couch in front of a fireplace, the perfect place.

      After checking out the cabin, the two of us unloaded the car. We took
the suitcases into the bedroom and unpacked everything. Simon had been kind
enough to stock food in the refrigerator for our romantic getaway.

      As Mitch was unpacking his suitcase I reached behind him and stuck my
hands up inside his shirt. I began caressing his chest and playing with his
nipples. He turned around and began kissing me. Our tongues met in a deep
embrace. "Why don't you run the water in the bath tub for us," he
suggested. I went to the bathroom and began to fill the bathtub with water,
mixed with bubble bath soap. I went back into the bedroom; Mitch was
completely naked when I arrived and I began undressing. We both went into
the bathroom. By the time we arrived, the tub was filled. The two of us
went into the tub together.

      The two of us were in heaven. We began washing one another. As we did
this we kissed and caressed. Mitch stood up; as he stood up in the tub his
cock was already hard. I rinsed his cock so that I wouldn't get soap in my
mouth and then took him in my mouth. As I sucked his cock, some pre-cum was
oozing from the head of his cock. I flicked it off with my tongue. The
taste of his pre-cum was great. I got hotter just by tasting him. I began
to suck even harder. He began pumping my mouth with his hard cock. He
guided me to stand up and then rinsed me off. Bending me over, Mitch spread
the cheeks of my ass and began licking up and down the crack of my ass. He
then buried his tongue into my hole. His tongue teased me hole as he was
licking and sucking my hole.  Mitch wanted to get me hot enough for me to
beg for his hard cock to penetrate me.

      Simon had everything planned for our arrival. On the side of the tub
was lubricant, just waiting for us, I grabbed the lubricant, turned around
and began putting some in my hand. I greased Mitch's huge cock. He turned
around and bent me over again and began lubricating my hole. Sticking his
fingers in and out of my hole. I was in heaven. Then with one lunge, his
cock slid deep inside me. After he was inside of me, I stood up as Mitch
wrapped his arms around me and began pumping my ass. Mitch began playing
with my nipples as his cock continued to slide in and out of me. He kissed
and nibbled on my neck. After a while of this, Mitch began teasing my hole
with his cock. Pulling his cock all the way out of me making me beg to be
impaled onto him again. After I begged for him to put his cock inside me,
he would shove his cock all the way inside of me to the hilt. This went on
for some time.

      Mitch finished with his teasing game; and began fucking me for all he
was worth. Harder and harder he fucked. His cock hit my prostrate over and
over again. I was in ecstasy. He speeded up his fucking. His cock began
rubbing against my prostrate over and over again. I was getting real close
to cumming. "Oh, God Mitch, I'm going to shoot!!" With one final lunge of
his cock, my cock shot its load. My ass muscles began to contract, milking
Mitch's cock for all its worth as he began to shoot his load deep inside of
me.
      The two of us then collapsed from pure exhaustion. Mitch began
kissing my neck and back. He then removed his cock from my warm hole. After
the two of us regained our strength, we cleaned ourselves off and got out
of the tub.

      We then decided to fix ourselves dinner. Neither one of us wanted to
get dressed, figuring that being in a secluded place, there would be no
reason for us to get dressed. After we ate dinner, I cleaned up the dishes
while Mitch built a fire in the fireplace. The two of us sat on the couch
and just curled up with one another. No words were really exchanged between
the two of us. We just kissed and held each other. Just being close to each
other was enough for the two of us. I laid down and Mitch snuggled up
against my body. I began to rub my hands over his hair chest and play with
his nipples. Soon the two of us were fast asleep.

      As the dawn broke, Mitch woke me up to move to the bedroom. We
crawled into bed and got under the covers. Mitch and I spooned each other,
with me on the outside. We slept for a few more hours with my arms wrapped
around him. The feel of Mitch's body against mine made me feel warm and
secure. His back was closely pressed against my torso. As Mitch moved a
little I pulled him closer to me. My cock was pressed firm against his
buttocks. He began to grind his butt against my cock. As he continued to do
this, my cock began to harden. I turned Mitch on his stomach and ran my
tongue down the spine of his back until I reached the cleft of his
crack. Slowly, I kissed each ass cheek. I spread his legs apart, as I
crawled between them. With both of my hands I spread his ass cheeks apart;
then with my tongue I began to run it up and down the crack of his
ass. Mitch's hips began to gyrate in response to what I was doing. My
tongue began licking his hole. With my tongue I traced circles around his
hole. It then began to open up in response to the sensations his hole was
receiving, just begging to be penetrated.

      I grabbed some lubricant, put some on my fingers and started
spreading the gooey substance on his inviting hole. Taking more lubricant,
I proceeded to lubricate the inside of his hole, sliding my finger in and
out. "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," Mitch groaned. His hips began to gyrate as I
continued to lubricate him. I got up to go to my suitcase where I had
packed away some toys. One of the toys I packed away was a vibrator which I
had purchased right before we left for our honeymoon. I greased up the
vibrator, positioned myself between Mitch's spread legs. I then inserted
the vibrator into his hole. Sliding the vibrator in and out, getting him
accustomed to the sleek and hard object. As he began to get use to it, I
turned the vibrator on while sliding it in and out of his hole. Soon after
fucking him with the vibrator, I aimed the vibrator to his joy spot. The
vibrations of the toy nearly drove him out of his skin as it vibrated
against his prostrate. "Oh, yeah Jason; leave it there. Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh. I
am getting close." I pulled his hips up and positioned my mouth under his
cock as I continued to leave the vibrator running against his prostrate. I
began sucking his huge cock. Mitch followed by pumping his cock in and out
of my mouth. "Oh, baby I'm going to shoot!" With one last lunge of his cock
down my throat, spurt after spurt of his creamy substance came rocketing
down my throat.

      After Mitch's orgasm, he removed his cock from my mouth. I pulled my
head from between his legs and removed the vibrator from his hole. Mitch
then collapsed onto the bed as I pulled him into my arms and began kissing
him all over.

      After Mitch regained his strength, he got up and went to the bathroom
with the vibrator to clean it off. Upon returning to the bed, he began
sucking my cock, it didn't take long to get hard. He took the lubricant and
began smearing it over the entire length of my cock. After lubricating my
cock he climbed on top of me and position my cock at the entrance of his
channel. With one fluid motion he slid himself onto my hard cock and began
riding me. As he was riding my hard cock, Mitch managed to turn around to
allow me a better view of his hole sliding up and down my shaft. Mitch
raised his hips up slightly, to give me a little more freedom to pump my
cock in and out of his hole. As I was doing this he lubricated the vibrator
and slid in into my asshole. Then turned the vibrator on. As I was pumping
my cock into him, he began pumping the vibrator into me.

      I was in total ecstasy. Mitch was sliding the vibrator in and out of
me, as it rubbed against my prostrate. Faster and faster he pumped the
vibrator into me and faster and faster I fucked him. I began panting. I was
fucking and being fucked simultaneously, filling his hole and being filled
all at once. "Harder, Mitch!! Fuck me harder!!" I screamed. "I'm getting
close!!" Mitch began to meet each stroke of my cock as he plunged the
vibrator deep into my bowels. "I'm
cuuuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnnnnng!!!" and with
one last final plunge of my cock into his hole I shot deep into his
channel. Mitch continued riding my cock, milking all the liquid I had out
of me while he continued fucking me with the vibrator. After I finished
shooting. Mitch climbed off of me and left the vibrator in me for a
while. Then he slowly removed it from my battered hole. We spent rest of
the time kissing one another as we tried to regain our composure.

      After we recovered, Mitch suggested we go out to the lake for a swim
and to get cleaned off. So, I grabbed the lubricant and some towels as the
two of us went through the front door out towards the lake. The sun was
warm against our skin. When we got to the lake, the two of us walked into
the water. We swam for a while until we started to get a little playful,
dunking and splashing each other; then we swam to one another and held on
to each other as we began making out again. We soon got out of the water to
dry off and get some sun. After we dried off, we spread our towels out on
the ground. I laid on my stomach as Mitch laid on his side as he began to
caress my back.

      A short time later, after dozing off for a while; I turned my head
towards Mitch to see him still caressing my back. "Jason, I just wanted to
tell you how much I love you. You have brought so much joy into my life. I
am so glad that you agreed to be my life long partner." With that Mitch
kissed me on the cheek as he continued rubbing my back. His hand began to
moving lower down my back, then he started rubbing my buttocks. The touch
of his hand was so tender. His finger started rubbing it up and down the
crack of my ass. My legs spread wider, to allow him better access. "Oh,
Mitch I love you." as I began to groan with pleasure.

      Mitch reached for the lubricant and applied it to his now hard
cock. He climbed on top of me and guided his member into my hole. Very
slowly his cock entered my passage. Mitch waited a few moments in order for
me to get accustomed to his size being inside of me. When he realized that
I was ok with it, he proceeded to go deeper. Inch by inch of him went
deeper inside of me, until all 8½ inches was in me. I began to gyrate my
hips to signal him that it was ok to continue. In and out his cock slid
into me. My hips would meet his every thrust. Mitch was fucked me slowly,
his head would be next to mine as he nibbled on my ear and whispered how
much he loved me. The two of us were in heaven, neither one of us wanted
this to end. Slowly he pushed and pulled his cock in and out of my moist
hole. Mitch then pulled his cock out as he sat down. I then sat in his lap
guiding his cock into my hole once again. Mitch held me securely in his
arms as I was impaled on his tool. Our arms wrapped around one another as
we kissed. Our tongues met, each others tongue would take turns darting in
and out of our mouths. The more passionately we kissed, the tighter I
squeezed my ass muscles around his hard cock. My cock was pressed up
against his hairy abdomen.

      He then laid me down on my back and raised my legs over his
shoulders. We continued kissing one another; while Mitch's hips began
thrusting in and out of my hole. Each thrust of his cock rubbed against my
prostrate. I could feel the rubbing sensations of my prostrate through my
own cock. Deeper and deeper he penetrated me. His fucking began to increase
a little bit. I could feel his balls brushing up against my crack with each
lunge. I wrapped my legs around his waist to pull him as deep as I could
into me.  Faster and faster Mitch pumped into me. "Ahhhhhhhhhh, Mitch I'm
going to cum," I yelled, as my cock shot all over my abdomen. With each
spurt of cum shooting from my cock, my ass muscles squeezed Mitch's cock,
tighter and tighter. "I'm cumming too," as Mitch shot deep into my channel,
filling me up with his semen. After the final spurt of Mitch's cock, I
pulled him closer to me with my legs and arms wrapping tightly around his
spent body. The two of us soon kissed each other passionately.

      All of a sudden, I became consumed with emotion, that I began
crying. Mitch still embedded in my hole, tried to pull himself out, to find
out what was going on. I continued to keep my arms and legs wrapped around
his body, pulling him closer into me; not wanting to let go. Mitch got the
signal and remained inside of me as he tried to comfort me with
kisses. "What's the matter Jason? Are you ok?" "I'm all right, just a
little emotional. You have made me so happy. I just don't want to let go."
"Why all the tears?" "Mitch, these are not tears of sadness, but tears of
happiness. I love you and I don't want to let go." "Uh, Jason, we can't
stay connected like this for ever." Mitch was right, as his cock began to
soften. Mitch tried pumping his cock in and out of me to maintain his
erection inside of me. "Mitch, let's just try to make this last as long as
possible." The two of us laid in this position for about an hour, at which
time Mitch removed his cock from my hole and we headed back to the cottage.

      The rest of our honeymoon was pretty much of the same. Swimming, long
romantic walks around the lake, soaking in the Jacuzzi, taking romantic
baths, candlelit dinners, romantic evenings by the fireplace and of course
making love. It was a honeymoon made in heaven. Spending time with the one
we loved, each other, without any interruptions.

      We returned home after a week of our honeymoon. The two of us were
glad to be back in our own home, but we were not looking forward to going
back to work.  I wouldn't change things for the world. In spite of the
tensions from work or of everyday life, I could always look forward to
coming home to the man I love, the one who made my life happier and
fuller. Mitch. He always made me feel loved and wanted. From the events of
my past, Mitch was the one now who made me feel safe and secure. He always
took care of me and I in return took care of him. It was a two-way street
for the both of us. We loved and took care of one another to the best of
our abilities.

THE CRISIS BEGINS

      It has been about two years since Mitch and I gotten married. The two
of us have been very happy with our lives. We were just happy by being with
one another. Then one day, when I was at work I had gotten a disturbing
phone call.

      "Hello." "Is this Jason Michaels?" "Uh, yes it is. May I ask who's is
calling?" "This is Dr. Stevens from Rush Hospital calling. We have a
patient that was admitted to our emergency room about an hour ago. His name
is Mitchell Robinson. Mr. Robinson asked us to contact you and asked if you
could come down to the hospital."  "What's wrong with Mitch?"
"Mr. Michaels, we can discuss this when you get down to the hospital, but
right now Mitch wants you down here as soon as you can."

      At that moment my body became weak. Panic had struck me. Something
awful has happened to Mitch.

      "Sure, I'll be there as soon as I can," I replied. After hanging up
the phone with the doctor, I got on the phone to call Simon. I told Simon
that something had happened to Mitch and asked him if he would go down to
the hospital with me. "Sure, I'll be by to pick you up and the two of us
can go down to the hospital together.  Jason, everything will be ok. Mitch
is strong as an ox. Don't worry," Simon responded. "Thanks, Simon." As soon
as I got off the phone with Simon, I notified my boss, Ruth, who was also a
close friend of mine; that I had an emergency call I had to take care. I
told her that Mitch had been rushed to the hospital. Ruth knew that Mitch
and I were lovers. So, she understood just how I felt. She gave me a hug
and kiss as I left the office.

      Simon picked me up from work and we went to the hospital. As we were
in driving to the hospital, I busted out crying. Simon put his arm around
me. Trying to comfort me and drive at the same time. "It will be ok
Jason. He probably cut his finger on a pencil sharpener and needed a
bandage." "I don't know Simon. The doctor wouldn't tell me over the phone
what was wrong. I can only just think of the worse." "Jason, you've got to
pull yourself together and be strong, for Mitch's sake." Simon was right. I
had to pull myself together. Simon handed me some tissue. I wiped the tears
from my eyes and blew my nose, trying very hard to regain my composure.

      Simon and I reached the hospital. The two of us ran in to the
emergency room. There sitting at the desk was a fat nurse. "Hi, I'm Jason
Michaels. We're here to see Mitchell Robinson. He's a patient here." "Ah,
yes. Mr. Michaels, we've been expecting you. I'll page Dr. Stevens and
he'll be here shortly. Please have a seat." The waiting for the doctor was
almost unbearable. My body began to shake with fear, as I tried to hold
back the tears. Simon had his arm around me the whole time, comforting me.

      The doctor finally came out, which seemed like hours. "Hello, I'm
Dr. Stevens."  "Hi, I'm Jason Michaels and this is our friend Simon."
"Please sit down, and I will explain everything to you, Mr. Michaels."
Great, he's telling us to sit down. This is definitely bad news, I thought
to myself. "Mr. Michaels, Mitchell was rushed here to the hospital. It
seems that he was on a job site when he had blacked out. He has regained
consciousness, but is very weak. He will need to stay in for a couple of
days to run some tests, so that we can find out what exactly is wrong with
him. Since, Mitchell has no family left, you are his next of kin; that is
why Mitch told us to notify you. Right now, Mitch is resting
comfortably. We've transferred him to a private room. He's in room
3208. Until we know the results of the test we can not say as to what
exactly is wrong with him, but as soon as I know, I will notify you," the
doctor explained. "Can I see him doctor?" "Yes, the two of you can go up
and seem for a short time. He does need his rest, though. I will have an
orderly show you up to his room."

      The orderly took up us to see Mitch. He was hooked up to an IV bottle
and a heart monitor. All his clothes had been removed, which was replaced
by one of those hospital nightgowns. Simon and I walked into Mitch's
room. Simon still had his arm around me for comfort and moral support. As I
saw Mitch lying there asleep, I began crying. Here was the man I loved, my
strength, who was very ill. Mitch had awakened, as he heard me crying. He
reached out with his hand for mine. I went over to the hospital bed and
grabbed his hand. He pulled me closer to him and wrapped his arms around me
and began kissing me. "I'm ok, Jason. Stop crying." His hand rubbed my head
to comfort me. "Oh, God, Mitch, you had me so worried." "I'll be fine
Jason. I just blacked out and now they are running some tests, as a
protective measure. That's all. Come here and lie down next to me. Simon,
why don't you sit over here. Thanks for bringing Jason here, Simon. I
really appreciate this." "No problem, bud," Simon replied. I laid down next
to Mitch and he put his arms around me to comfort me.

      As the time passed, I regained my composure. "Jason, can you go down
and get me a bottle of soda. I am really thirsty and the nurses won't give
me any soda." "Sure, you want anything else, Mitch?" "No, the soda will be
fine." I got up and went to get the soda for Mitch.

      "Simon, since Jason is gone for a while I can talk to you. You know
how my brother died from an aneurysm. They think that might be the problem
with me. Evidently, there is a history of this illness and they don't know
if it is treatable. I had everything written in a will and everything will
be left to Jason, in case something happens to me." Simon just listened to
Mitch as he continued speaking. He knew very well what Mitch had gone
through with his younger brother. "Simon, I want you to promise me
something; if anything happens to me, I want you to take care of Jason for
me." "Yeah, Mitch, I'll do whatever you want. You can count on me." "Jason
might really need you. You may have to move into the house with him. At
least for a while." So, Mitch and Simon worked things out amongst the two
of them. I had no clue as to what was said between them, when I returned
with Mitch's soda, which I guess was perfect timing. The two of them had
their conversation. Mitch evidently worked out all the arrangements out
with Simon. Just in case something should happened to him, seeing as I was
such a basket case. That was one of the qualities I fell in love with
Mitch, he was always looking out for me.

      Mitch was released in two days. Simon and I brought him home. We
still did not have the results of the tests. The test results would take
about a week. The doctor ordered Mitch bed rest for a couple of days and if
he felt better he could return to work as long as he didn't go to any
construction sites. I had taken off of work for a few days too. I was a
complete wreck. I was so glad that Simon had been helping me through all of
this. We put Mitch in our bed and Simon had decided to take off work also
and would stay with us for a while, so he could help us out. I fixed us all
some dinner. Mitch was still in bed and I was insistent that he stay in
bed, like the doctor had ordered. So I fed Mitch dinner in bed. After Mitch
ate his meal; Simon and I sat down for dinner while Mitch rested for a
while.

      "Jason, you got to get a grip. I know that you are worried about
Mitch, but until the tests come back, there is nothing we can do. You got
to start treating Mitch normally. That is the way he wants it." "I know
Simon. I just can help it. A healthy man and all of a sudden this
happens. I am scared and I know that you are right. I will try to treat him
normally." "Good, now I'll clean the dishes, Jason. Why don't you get some
rest. You could sure use it."

      So, I went up to the bedroom; and got undressed for bed. After I
brushed my teeth and washed up, I crawled under the covers. Mitch was
apparently awake. He put his arms around me and started kissing me. "Are
you ok, Jason?" Once again I got caught up in the emotions as I began
crying. "I'll be ok. Don't worry." "Mitch, I'm scared." "Jason, you need to
take your mind off things. Let's make love." "Mitch we can't make love. You
need your strength." "Jason, what I need is you." Mitch pulled me closer
and began kissing my lips. As we kissed he began caressing my chest. Tears
continued rolling down my eyes. "Everything will be ok, baby. I promise
you."

      Mitch began licking and sucking my nipples. Trying hard to get me to
take my mind off him being sick. "Mitch, we shouldn't be doing this. You
need your rest." "Jason, I need you. I want to make love to you. I don't
see any better opportunity than right now." With that, Mitch ran his tongue
down my abdomen and started licking the head of my cock. My cock became
erect and started dripping pre-cum juice. Taking my cock up and down his
throat. Sucking my cock like a vacuum cleaner. He turned his body around to
make it easier for him to suck my cock, at which time I took his hard cock
into my mouth. The two of us continued sucking one another. "Ahhhhhhh yeah,
Jason. That feels so good." He then spread my legs apart as he started
licking my balls. His tongue soon traveled downward to my waiting hole. I
soon followed his lead. Spreading Mitch's legs apart. Running my tongue up
and down the crack of his ass. Both of our holes were now wet and moist
from the licking and sucking we did to each other's holes. Mitch inserted
his finger into me. His finger was loosening up my hole. Sliding in and out
of me. His finger still embedded in my ass. He turned his body around and
whispered to me. "I want to fuck you, Jason. I want to be deep inside you."
I turned on my side so my back would be facing him. Mitch removed his
finger from my hole and reached for the lubricant. He applied the lubricant
to my waiting hole. He lubricated me by sliding his finger in and out of
me. I took the lubricant from him, squirted some in my hand and reached
behind me for his hard cock. Sliding my hand up and down his hard
shaft. Mitch then laid down on his side beside me. We spooned. I guided his
cock towards my hole. The head of his cock was now touching my
entrance. Slowly he entered me as he wrapped his arms around me. His pelvis
thrust his cock into me a little deeper.

      I soon became overwhelmed with emotions as I began crying again. I
loved this man so much. With his cock embedded in me I now felt a part of
him. I felt that we were now one. An awakening had come over me at that
split second. Love was truly possible for me. Love for another man. I could
truly love and trust someone else in my life. That person was Mitch.

      Mitch's cock continued sliding into me. I turned my head so that we
could kiss while he was sliding his cock in and out of me. His hand then
began rubbing my nipple. With each thrust of his cock, my cock reacted in
response to him rubbing against my prostrate. His hand then moved downward
towards my hard cock. He grasped it in his fist and gently started stroking
it simultaneously, meeting the strokes of his cock as he pumped deep inside
me. "Ah, Jason I love being inside of you. I love the feeling of your hole
around my cock. Oh, God how I love you." Mitch groaned as he continued
pumping very slowly. The two of us continued this all through the
night. Mitch slid his cock in and out of me very slowly with long and deep
strokes. Our kisses became very passionate. Neither one of us were
concerned about getting off. We wanted this to last as long time and to be
real close to one another, as humanly possible. With Mitch inside of me we
had succeeded our goal.

      By the time the sun began to rise, Mitch and I were still hard as a
rock. Mitch's fucking started to increase again, along with the stroking of
my cock. The tempo sped up. "Mitch, I'm getting close. I want you to cum
inside of me." I managed to get out. Faster and faster he slid in and out
of my hole. Stroking my cock faster and faster. Both the tempo of his
fucking and the stroking my cock became faster and
faster. "Uuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhh, Jason I am going to shoot" Mitch
yelled. Mitch's cock swelled up inside of me as he shot load after load of
hot milky cum deep inside of me. The shots of his load made my cock respond
by spurting loads of cum down the side of his hand.

      After our explosive orgasms, Mitch brought up his cum soaked hand to
his mouth and with his tongue, began licking some of my cum. "Mmmmmmmmmmm,
you taste good Jason. Here taste." as he brought his hand close to my
mouth. With my own tongue, I began to tasting my cum. It was a combination
of creamy, salty and sweet, all rolled up in one mouth watering
taste. Next, Mitch tried removing his cock from my hole. As he tried
removing it, I reached in back of me and pulled him into me again. "I want
you to stay like this for a while," I explained. Mitch remained willing to
comply. The two of us soon dozed off for a couple hours, when we heard a
knock on the door.

      "Knock, Knock. Are you boys decent?" With that Mitch reached for the
blankets and pulled them over us. There we laid, all snuggled together. His
cock still embedded in my hole. "Come in Simon," Mitch replied. Simon came
in with a tray full of food and coffee. He set everything on the
nightstand. "Here you go. There's some breakfast for the two of you after
get yourselves untangled. Enjoy," as Simon left our room giggling. I turned
my head to look at Mitch's face. His face had turned crimson red. Mitch
slowly withdrew his cock from my hole, so that we could get up and have our
breakfast in bed. "Why do you always get me in these awkward situations,
Jason? And it's not just the first time either." "I guess that you are just
lucky and besides that you started all of this," as I started giggling.

      The two of us had our breakfast and gotten cleaned up. Simon had
decided to go do some grocery shopping for us, which gave Mitch and I time
to be alone. There were things on his mind. I could tell that he was hiding
something from me. I guess that having a secret is what made the situation
tense for me. I knew that Mitch was keeping something from me. He tried to
keep this secret to protect me. He didn't want me to worry. It was really
difficult for me to be strong in this situation. I tried hiding things by
just being silent. Not saying a word.

      "Jason, we need to talk." "All right. What do we need to talk about?"
"You need to know what is going on with me. You see, I might have some kind
of disorder, which causes aneurisms. They say that it might be
hereditary. There is a possibility that it might be the same illness which
killed my brother." "So, what are you trying to tell me? That you may die
from this?" "There is that possibility Jason. I just want you to be
prepared for the worst."

      All of a sudden it hit me; the possibility that I might lose
Mitch. Tears ran down my eyes as Mitch tried to explain the situation to
me. I became numb with fear and sadness. I didn't know how to react. Here
was the man that I truly loved more than anything; and now there was the
possibility that I might lose him.

      "Mitch, I need some air. I am going for a walk," as the tears ran
down my eyes. I began to head downstairs. "Wait, Jason! Things will be
ok. I promise." "How can you say something like that, I might lose you."

      With that, I scurried down the stairs towards the door. As I ran out
of the house I bumped into Simon on my way out the door. Simon put all of
the groceries away quickly and went up to Mitch's room. "Mitch, I just saw
Jason storming out of the house. Is he ok?" "Jason and I had a talk. I told
him there is a possibility that I may not make it through this." "Let me go
after him. I think I have an idea where he might be," Simon said
reassuringly.

      Here I was sitting at the beach and staring onto the lake. Thinking
about how my life has been so happy since I've met Mitch. How much I loved
him and how was I going to survive without him. I knew that it was to early
to tell as to what would happen, until we got the test results
back. Thoughts raced through my head. How I had met Mitch in the grocery
store. How he was so determined to have me. Not just sexually, but as a
lover, a companion and most of all as his partner. Now, the idea of how our
time together might be limited.

      "JASON! JASON! There you are. I am glad that I caught up with
you. Are you all right?" Simon sat down next to me and put his arm around
me. There I sat, non-responsive. Just looking at the lake with tears
running down my face. "Jason, are you all right? Mitch told me about your
conversation." All of a sudden emotions just poured right through me as I
began crying. Simon grabbed a hold of me in his arms. "What am I going to
do, Simon; I love him so much. I don't want to lose him. I don't think that
I can survive without him." "It will be ok. We don't even know for sure as
to what is going on yet. All I know is that Mitch is at home worrying about
you, and right now he needs your love and support. Quit feeling sorry for
yourself Jason. Now, come on, let me take you home."

      Simon and I arrived home. Simon dropped me off and drove to his home
to check the mail and get some more clothes for himself. I went up to the
bedroom to see Mitch; there he laid on the bed, fast asleep. I got on the
bed and wrapped him in my arms. Mitch's eyes opened up as he realized that
I was cuddled next to him. "Jason, I'm so glad that you are back. Are you
going to be all right?" "We'll manage to get through this -- together," I
replied. "I love you so much Jason. I didn't mean for any of this to
happen." "I know. Just worry about getting yourself well."

      Mitch pulled me into his strong arms and started kissing me on the
lips. As he was kissing me his hand started running through my hair. My
hand started rubbing the side of his face as we continued kissing one
another. Later, I began unbuttoning Mitch's shirt as I started caressing
his hairy chest. The feel of the hair on his chest was soft to the
touch. Slowly, I moved my lips away from his, downwards towards his
nipples. With my tongue I began licking each one of his nipples while I
began unbuttoning his jeans. As I was moving down his abdomen with my
tongue I slowly slid his jeans and underwear off with both of my
hands. There right in front of me was his hard cock. I ran my tongue over
his piss slit so I could lick his sweet tasting nectar. My tongue went up
and down the shaft of his cock and over his hairy balls.  In one swoop, I
took him down my throat. My mouth went up and down his shaft. With each
upward movement of my mouth, my tongue would press against the underside of
his cock, as I tried squeezing more and more nectar from his juicy
cock. The urge in me, to taste more of him increased.

      As I continued sucking Mitch's cock for a while, he placed his hands
behind my head just guiding me up and down his shaft. After a while, I
raised Mitch's legs up to his shoulders. Mitch got the hint and held his
legs up for me. I parted his cheeks as I ran my tongue up and down his
crack. On the upward strokes of my tongue I would run it lightly over his
hairy balls. After a bit of more teasing, I aimed my tongue directly to the
center of his hole. Tracing the outside, by lightly touching it with the
tip of my tongue. With his right hand, he reached between his legs and
grabbed the side of my head to pull me deeper into his hole. My tongue went
as deep as it could, darting in and out. This put Mitch over the edge into
a sexual frenzy.

      Next, I wet my middle finger, making sure that there was enough spit
on it. Taking my middle finger, I gently inserted it into his rectum. As I
slid my finger in and out of his ass, I started sucking his cock once
again. The faster I pushed my finger in and out of him the more of his
sweet nectar dripped down my waiting throat. Mitch then reached with both
of his hands, one on each side of my head as he began humping my
face. "Yeah Jason, suck my cock faster. I'm getting close." Mitch moaned. I
rammed my finger harder as the tempo and suction of my sucking
increased. Then I managed to slide a second finger inside of him. As I kept
this up for a couple of minutes, I was finally rewarded with a mouth full
of Mitch's cum shooting down my throat. My mouth had gotten so full that it
began oozing down the sides of my mouth. After Mitch shot his last load
down my throat, he pulled me up to him and began kissing me passionately;
tasting his own sweet juice on my lips and licking my chin off from the
excess cum that had oozed out of my mouth. The two of us then curled up and
fell fast asleep.

      Several hours had passed. My eyes had opened to find Mitch lying
there next to me, on the bed just watching me as I slept. I could tell that
it was nightfall, as I looked out the bedroom window and all I could see
was darkness. The only light that was on was from a small lamp on the
nightstand. As the fog cleared from my head I smiled at Mitch and in return
he smiled back at me.

      "Sleep well?" "Yeah, I can't believe that I slept so long." "How
about some dinner? Simon and I have eaten already." "No, thanks I'm not
that hungry. Where's Simon?" "He's in the spare bedroom."

      Mitch wrapped his strong arms around me as he kissed my forehead. "I
am so lucky to have you in my life. I can't even begin to explain how happy
you've made me. I've got a surprise for you, Jason."  "A surprise? What do
you mean, surprise?" I questioned. "First, you have to close your eyes and
keep them that way until I get back. Now, hold on a minute and I will get
it for you." Mitch then got up and left the room. I had no clue as to what
he was up to. My eyes were still closed. Mitch came back to the room and
sat on the bed next to me. All of a sudden I felt a lick on my cheek. I
nice wet one. I opened my eyes and to my surprise it was a puppy. "Where
did you get him? And when?" As I took hold of the puppy in my arms. "I
asked Simon to watch him for a while. He had the puppy at his house for a
few days. I wanted to surprise you. Seeing as I have been working a lot I
thought that you could use some company, while I was at work," "Oh, Mitch
thank you. He is awesome!!!" I felt like a kid again. It had been a long
time since I had a dog. I was ecstatic. The puppy was a little spotted
beagle pup with a pink nose. "So what are you going to name him?" "I don't
know. I will have to think about it." "Hmmmmmm, let me think about this;
how about Caleb?" "That's a great name. Caleb it is." "Yeah, Caleb
Robinson." "That's very funny," as the two of us busted out laughing. It
was kind of weird. Mitch and I were like two new parents with a new baby in
the house. It had been a long time since the two of us laughed so much.

      Simon came knocking on our door. "So, what does Jason think about the
puppy?" Simon inquired. "The puppy is a hit," Mitch replied. "Now the three
of you are one big happy family. I'll leave the three of you to get better
acquainted." After Simon left our room, I curled up with the puppy. I guess
that all this excitement had exhausted the pup quite a bit. Caleb had
fallen asleep in my arms. I laid him on the bed and pulled the blanket over
him. Caleb nestled in between my armpit as I laid down next to him. Mitch
then laid down and held on to the two of us as if we were one big happy
family, all nestled together on the bed.

BAD NEWS

	It had been a week since Mitch was in the hospital. Mitch was to go
and see the doctor for his test results. Simon took him to his doctor's
appointment. Mitch being the protector and also concerned for my well being
was insistent that I did not go with him. So, it was agreed that Simon
would take him.

	"The doctor will see you now, Mr. Robinson," said the nurse. Mitch
went into the doctor's office while Simon waited in the reception
area. "Hello, Mitch, how are you doing today?" "As well as can be
expected. So, what is the prognosis Dr. Stevens?" "Well, you do have an
aneurysm in your brain, it is only bleeding slightly and hasn't ruptured
yet. I would suggest to you that we operate and try to correct the
situation before it bursts. Aneurysms in the brain are fatal if not taken
care of. We should operate as soon as possible."  "Well, I would like to
think about it and get back to you on this," replied Mitch. "Mitch, if I
were you I wouldn't wait too long. Any type of stress could rupture the
aneurysm, which can cause death."

	As I arrived home from work the house was totally silent. Mitch,
Simon, and Caleb were nowhere to be found. I first walked into the
kitchen. On the kitchen counter I found a note from Simon telling me that
he and Caleb had gone to the beach for a while. I then went up to the
bedroom to find Mitch fast asleep. Evidently it had been a long day for
him. I climbed onto the bed next to him. Putting my head on his shoulder
and my arm over his chest. The movement of me nestling close to him must
have woken him up. "Hey," as Mitch smiled and opened his eyes to look at
me. "How was your day?" "Mine was ok. I had a lot of work to keep me busy
instead of staying stuck in my head worrying," I replied. "Jason, we have
to talk. It seems that there is an aneurysm in my brain and the doctor
feels that he should operate and try to correct the problem. Otherwise it
might be life threatening." "Well, maybe you should go and have the
surgery," as tears began to roll down my eyes. "Jason, if something should
happen to me, I asked Simon to take care of you. I made all the necessary
arrangements with him. He knows what to do. Everything will be left to
you. So, you have nothing to worry about."

	While we were discussing all the necessary arrangements, tears came
pouring out of my eyes. A rush of fear came through my body, fear of losing
Mitch. Mitch saw the look of fear in my eyes. He put his arms around me,
and holding me as tight as he could. "Jason, I love you," was all Mitch
could say as he began kissing my forehead. I moved my head so that I could
look deep into his eyes. Mitch placed his hand on the side of my face,
kissing my lips. I closed my eyes so I could feel his lips touching
mine. The kissing grew a little more intense. Our tongues began to
meet. With his right hand, it began rubbing my chest as he drew me closer
to him. A few moments later he began unbuttoning my shirt, opening it up,
in order that he could caress my chest. I reached with my left arm and
pulled him closer to me, in response to his actions. Our kissing each other
became more intense as our tongues began probing one another's. "I love
you, Mitch," as I moaned in pleasure. As he nibbled on my ear he replied
back, "I love you so much, Jason."

	Downwards his mouth moved from my ear to my neck. Kissing my neck,
while his hand traveled downward to my waist. His hand slowly unbuckled my
belt and started unbuttoning my pants. His hand slid into my boxers
touching my stiffening cock. The two of took our time savoring every moment
we hand with each other. With his tongue, he began licking and kissing my
nipples. As Mitch continued sucking on my nipples I reached over and
started lifting up his shirt as it slid over his head. Mitch removed his
hand from inside of my boxers and followed suit by removing my shirt.
After the two of us had removed the rest of our clothes and lying close to
one another we resumed our kissing and caressing one another. There was a
wave emotion coming from each other, as we proceeded to make love to one
another. Tears continued to roll down my eyes while Mitch kissed me slowly
and passionately. Both of our cocks were hard as a rock, not just from
physical stimulation, but out of pure emotion of being in love with one
another.

	Mitch rolled me over onto my back as he climbed on top of my
body. I wrapped my arms around him while our tongues explored each
other. Mitch resumed sucking on my nipples and continued to lick his way
downward towards my hard cock. He then licked the head of my cock tasting
the precum that had begun dripping. Up and down the shaft of my cock his
tongue traveled. Downwards even further traveling over my balls. He raised
my legs spread-eagled and licked his way down further from behind my balls
to the crack of my ass. I was in total heaven. Then came my hole, his
tongue ran circles around the outside.

	After a while of teasing my entrance, his tongue darted as far into
me as it would go. Never in my life had I experienced such ecstasy gripped
with pure emotion. True, Mitch and I have made love before, but this was
something truly unexplainable and never before felt. Mitch slid his middle
finger into his own mouth getting as much spit on it as he could, then ever
so gently he began to slide it inside of me. After I got adjusted to the
size of his finger, Mitch began to slide his digit in and out. Next, he
added a second finger, followed by a third. After about 10 minutes of
priming my hole, Mitch removed all of fingers from me. I felt empty. "I
want you inside of me," I begged. Mitch got the lube from the nightstand
and proceeded to slick his, hard 8½ incher. He raised my legs onto his
shoulders and lined his cock up to my entrance. Mitch started kissing me,
as he kissed me his cock made tiny jabs against my entrance. Our kissing
became more passionate and slowly his cock began to enter inside of
me. Inch by inch it moved deeper inside of me, until I could feel the hair
around his cock brushing against my ass.

	I wrapped my arms around him, trying to pull him closer to me. The
fucking motion of his cock was slow, Mitch made sure that I could feel ever
inch of him. Every time he slid his cock out, he would pull it completely
out of my hole and then push it back deep inside me again. As his cock was
pulled out of me I felt empty and loss; when he pushed it back into me, I
would feel that we were one, being meshed together. As our fucking
continued, I began to realize just how being in love with someone could
really be. Our lovemaking was so tender as we took our time just enjoying
being close to one another. The emotions inside of me were so strong that
tears flowed from my eyes.

	This continued for some time now; Mitch was slowly fucking me and
as the result of his fucking, my cock was hard as a rock. As his cock
rubbed against my prostrate very, very slowly it would bring me close to
the edge to the point that I couldn't take it any more.

	"Fuck me harder Mitch." Mitch followed my demands as he increased
the speed. "Oh, I going to cum," I yelled. Spurt after spurt shot, it shot
so high that some had landed on my cheek and the rest on my stomach.

	With each spurt of cum, my hole would clamp down around his
cock. Milking the cum from his body. "I'm cumming too!!!" as Mitch began
shooting deep inside my channel. The two of us collapsed, as we continued
to hold and kiss one another.

	Two days later we took Mitch to have the surgery. It was early in
the morning. Just prior to Mitch being taken into the operating room, the
three of us were in his room. "Now, Jason, I don't want you to worry. I
will be fine. That's an order! Simon will be at your side. And just
remember that I love you and I will see you in a while."  "I love you too,"
as I tried to hold back the tears. "Ok, Mr. Robinson we're ready for you,"
as the nurse came into the room and started getting Mitch ready to be moved
to the operating room. An orderly came into the room as the two of them
took Mitch off to operating room.

	Three hours had passed. Simon and I were sitting in the waiting
room waiting impatiently. The doctor came walking towards us to give us the
news. Simon and I stood up. We looked at the expression on the doctor's
face. It was very solemn and serious. "Mr. Michaels?" "Yes, I'm Jason
Michaels," I replied. "I have so very bad news. Please sit down." Simon and
I sat back down. Simon put his arm around me. "Mitch passed away about 10
minutes ago. The aneurysm had ruptured and we couldn't stop the bleeding. I
am very sorry."

	My heart fell. Tears started pouring from my eyes. I was
speechless. The doctor walked away with his head looking down at the
floor. Simon pulled me into him as I continued crying on his shoulders. I
had just lost the love of my life. I felt empty and confused. It was like a
dream that had gone bad. I was angry and sad. Angry that he wouldn't always
be there to take care of me, and me be there to take care of him. Here he
left me as I felt totally abandoned. The sadness that filled my heart was
suffocating. Yes, I know I was being selfish. I guess that I didn't quite
know just exactly as to what his true physical condition really was. He had
kept so much inside of him that maybe this was for the best. Maybe Mitch
was suffering and I didn't know about it. I'll never know the answer to
that question. I know that I have no right to be angry at him. He was
protecting and taking care of me, as he said he would. The way he loved me
like no one had ever done before. The pain was just so unbearable. We had
only been together for a short time even though is seemed like
eternity. And now eternity has finally come to an end.

ANOTHER ADJUSTMENT

	Simon and I had gotten home from the hospital. I was still in a
daze from the shock of the tragic news I had received. I went straight to
the bedroom, laid down on my bed and began crying. A major part of my life
had been ripped from me. All I could feel was how much I had missed
Mitch. No one could ever replace him. As my head was on the pillow I could
smell his scent coming from the pillow next to me. I reached for that
particular pillow and wrapped my arms around it and continued to cry. I
ended up crying myself to sleep. A few hours had past, as I was awakened by
Simon; rubbing my head.

	"Jason, would you like to eat something? I fixed us some dinner."

	I guess that a lot more time had passed that I realized. I had
slept the whole afternoon away. "No, I'm not hungry," I replied.

	"Come on Jason, you've got to eat something. You haven't eaten all
day." Simon nudged me to get up. I complied with some resistance. The two
of us ate dinner. Actually, Simon ate dinner as I sat there and picked at
my food as I stared off into space.

 	After the two of us had eaten dinner and cleared up the table, we
decided to take Caleb out for a walk. The sky was dark and clear. The moon
was a bright and reddish orange color. Surrounding the moon were tons of
stars.

	Neither Simon nor I said a word to one another as we strolled down
the street. Caleb was full of energy. It had been a few days since Caleb
was taken out on a long walk. Caleb didn't really have a clue as to what
was going on. Normally, it would be Mitch, Caleb and I taking our nightly
stroll; but I guess that Caleb still being a puppy didn't have a care in
the world. It was all about playing and enjoying life.

	As the three of us continued on our walk we came upon a large
branch. It was 3½ feet in length and 1½ inch thick. Caleb had run toward
the branch. He then tried to drag the branch. The branch being twice his
size didn't budge; Caleb wasn't getting anywhere. Simon and I watched as
Caleb struggled to get the branch to move. The two of us busted out
laughing. It had been a while since either one of us had a good laugh since
Mitch had become ill.

	We continued to laugh as Caleb tried persistently to move the
branch. The determination to move the branch made us laugh even more as
Caleb began to growl while trying to move the branch.

	"I guess Caleb thinks that life should move on," Simon commented as
Caleb continued to struggle.

	"Yeah, and it is still a matter of enjoying life for him," I
replied.

	"A lesson that we all should never forget, that includes you,
Jason."

	With Simon's comeback; tears began to roll down my face. "I don't
know if I can go on, Simon."

	Simon pulled me into his arms. "Jason, if Caleb can go on and enjoy
life, then so can you. Mitch would want it that way. And, no matter how
alone you feel, Caleb and I are here for you. One thing that Mitch made me
promise before he died was to be there for you and to take care of
you. Your happiness and you going on with your life with someone there for
you was the most important thing for him. So, I am here. Mitch knew that he
could count on me to take care of you through this hard time. And, I do
keep my promises."

	Simon then picked up Caleb and brought him to me. Caleb began
licking the tears from my face as Simon put his arms around the both of us
and held us tight. The three of us finished our walk and went on
home. Simon went into the spare room as we were getting ready to turn in
for the night. I went into my room and took off my clothes and put on my
robe. I then went and knocked on Simon's door.

	"Come in"

	"Simon, Uh, I just wanted to thank you for all that you've done for
me. You don't know what this has meant to me."

	"No problem Jason. I am glad that I was able to do it for you and
you can always count on me for anything. I will always be here for you. You
just a name it."

	"Uh, Simon there is one thing I would like to ask you. Ah, forget
it. It's too crazy."

	"Jason, what is it?"

	"No forget that I even mentioned it. I will see you in the
morning. Good night."

	As I was leaving Simon's room, Simon reached and grabbed my
arm. "Jason, what is it?"

	"It's a stupid idea. Besides, I don't know what I was even
thinking. I guess that it was me just being lonely."

	"Jason, spit it out."

	"Ok. Simon, I was wondering that since you have been staying here
quite often that maybe you'd might consider moving here permanently? You
have been such a great friend, actually more like family and I really
enjoyed having you around."

	"Are you sure about this, Jason?"

	"Yes, I am sure, Simon."

	"That would be a great idea. I would love to move in with you. I
can move my stuff in after Mitch's funeral and when things settle down."
Simon replied.

	A month had passed since Mitch's funeral. Simon had moved in and
Mitch's estate was pretty much settled with the exception of the reading of
the will. Simon and I went to Mitch's attorney's office to hear the reading
of the will. During the reading of the will it appeared that Mitch had left
almost everything to me with the exception of one savings account and the
extra car, which he had left to Simon. After the reading of the will,
Mitch's attorney handed me an envelope, which he said was a letter from
Mitch and that I should read it when I got home. I was very confused and
curious as to what this letter was all about.

	When Simon and I got home from the attorney's office I excused
myself and went to my room to go and read the letter from Mitch. It read:

My Dearest Jason,

I just wanted to take this opportunity and to tell you just how much I
really do love you. You have brought so much joy into my life and words
could never be enough to express that.

If you are reading this letter, I have departed this world. I know that it
must be difficult for you deal with; but I wanted you to know that I want
you to continue on with your life and move on. Just remember that you will
always hold a special place in my heart. Even sitting here writing this
letter to you, knowing very well that my life will soon come to an end, I
can go now and know that my life has been totally complete with you being
in my life. I will always remember the warmth, love and happiness that you
have given me. I will always treasure that.

One thing that I will miss is your smile and playfulness. Oh, God do I love
you. I wish that I could hold you in my arms for all eternity, but we both
know that can't be possible.

I did want to tell you something. I had asked Simon to take care of you. I
know that the two you have become very close. I also wanted you to know
that you do hold a special place in his heart too. I do believe that there
may be a good chance that he loves you the way I do. After all of these
years of knowing Simon,; the way that he watches you and cares for you,
tells me that he does love you. But knowing him I know that he wouldn't
care to admit it; out of fear and respect for me. So, he will probably need
your help and you do have your way at making people look at things that
they don't want to.

So, maybe I was hoping that you might consider spending the rest of your
life with him. It would make me feel so good that leaving this world that
you and Simon ended up going on with your lives, together. I hope that you
don't take this the wrong way. I just want you to be happy and I know that
you and Simon can continue on what we had together.  I just want you to be
happy. You are probably sitting here right now reading this letter to you,
crying. Well, stop it. I know that you love me as much as I love you. The
days and nights together were the most memorable. So, don't you forget
those times we have had with one another. There is no need to cry anymore
just remember the wonderful times we have had. Always remember and treasure
them as I do.

I love you with all my heart.

Mitch


	After reading this letter I continued on crying. Maybe he was
right. Actually he was always right when it came to life. That's why I
loved him. He had helped the through many a rough time and even though he
was gone he was still doing that. I guess that he was right. I should try
to go on with my life.

	As I continued crying there was a knock on the door. "Jason, are
you ok?" "Come in, Simon." Simon walked over to my bed. "Come sit down with
me." Simon sat down on the bed next to me. He put his arms around me. "Was
that a letter from Mitch?" "Yes, you know Mitch; him being his old paternal
self, even in death." Simon reached over for some tissues so I could wipe
away the tears.

	"You want to talk about it?" Simon asked.

	"Well, it was a letter to tell me how much he loved me, how he
wanted me to go on with my life; and to just remember and treasure the
times we have had together. I hate it when he's right."

	Caleb came up to the bed to see what was going on. Simon reached
for him and placed on top of the bed with us. Caleb curled up at the foot
of the bed and fell asleep. Simon put his arm around me once again. There
the two of us laid on the bed until the two of us dozed off. Morning had
come with the sun shining through the windows. I got up and went to take
Caleb out in the backyard so he could do his duty. After coming in I fed
him and proceeded to go back to the bedroom. There, Simon laid in a deep
sleep. I walked over to the bed and laid back down. Thoughts of what Mitch
had said in regards to Simon's feelings began swimming through my head. One
way to find out, I thought. With that I proceeded to kiss Simon on the
lips. As I was kissing him, Simon's eyes opened and then he jumped up.

	"What did you do that for?"

	"I was seeing if Mitch was right, and once again he was, as usual."

	"What's that suppose to mean?"

	I began to chuckle. "Well, if you must know. Mitch said in his
letter that you had feelings for me, and he was right."

	"Jason, what are you talking about; I don't have feelings for you,
other than friends, and even if I did, we shouldn't be doing this." Simon
said shaking.

	"Simon come here, it's ok," as I patted the top of the bed and
motioned him to sit back down.

	Simon sat back down on the bed. I then grabbed Simon's chin and
pulled him closer to me and began kissing him. Simon was completely
dumbfounded. I began to slide my tongue into his mouth while I began to
unbutton his shirt. Like Mitch, Simon also had a hairy chest. I rubbed my
hand through the hair of his chest and began to gently tease his
nipples. Simon groaned. I then began to unbuckle the belt of his pants and
the top button then proceeded to slide his zipper down. I reached with my
hand and slid my hand down the front of his boxers and there I felt his
hard cock just throbbing and pulsating. Simon's cock was the same length as
Mitch's cock, but thicker. I proceeded to run my finger up and down the
underside of his cock head. Simon groaned. Then I pulled away. As I pulled
away I could see Simon's eyes closed.

	Simon's eyes began to open up slowly as he began to come back to
earth. All of a sudden he turned red with embarrassment.

	"So you don't have any feelings for me. You say no, but your cock
says otherwise," as I giggled.

	"All right, all right. You got me, but that doesn't mean that this
makes it right. Especially, since it has only been a month since your lover
has died. Besides how did Mitch know? You know that I would never do
anything to harm either one of you."

	"Here Simon, read this letter from Mitch, while I jump into the
shower."

	So, Simon took the letter from my hand and proceeded to read it. I
then got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower. About five minutes
later, the bathroom door opened. Simon came in and then climbed into the
shower with me. He then turned me around.

	"Jason, is this what you want too? I'll understand if you are not
ready."

	"Simon, why don't we both just take it slow and find out what
happens." With that I proceeded to kiss him. Simon began responding back as
our tongues met.

	After about five minutes of intense kissing, we began to soaping
one another up. First, Simon started by washing my body, starting with my
chest, arms and hands. His touch was very sensual. I was in total
euphoria. Next he began to scrub my back. After washing my back, Simon
began soaping my cock; my cock responded to the lathery feel of his
hand. He then began to soap up my ass. As he began washing my ass, he ran
his finger up and down my crack. Next he began rubbing the entrance to my
hole. All of a sudden he inserted his finger into my channel as he resumed
kissing me once more. My reaction to his kisses and him playing with my
hole began to make my knees weak. Simon being very perceptive wrapped his
arms around me in order to keep me up from falling. The only other person
in my life that could make me weak to my knees was Mitch. It was like
reliving my experiences with my lost love. Reminding me of this, brought
tears to my eyes. Simon being very observant slowly removed his finger from
my hole and wrapped his arms around me, holding me close.

	"It will be ok, love. Things will get better soon," as Simon began
to comfort me.

	After I regained my composure, I began to wash Simon's body. When
the two of us had finished washing and rinsing one another, we dried off
and headed towards the bed. Then the two of us curled up on the bed, spoon
fashion. I was wrapped up in Simon's arms. As he laid behind me, he began
kissing my neck. Each kiss on my neck had sent shivers up and down my
spine.  Our bodies were pressed together, tightly. It had been a while
since I felt the closeness of someone else to me, God, how I missed that
feeling. The warm, fuzzy feeling inside as Simon pressed his body closer to
mine. As his arms wrapped tightly around my body and he continued with soft
kisses on my neck, I began feeling shame and guilt. The guilty feeling I
felt was that somehow I am betraying my love and commitment for Mitch. Even
though he wanted me to continue on with my life, to live my life and be
happy; even if it meant being in love with his best friend.

	As the two of us were just lying there together, enjoying each
moment with one another. I could feel Simon's hairy torso rubbing up
against my back. As we laid there for a while Caleb came up to the bed with
his front paws on the edge trying to get up with us. Sounds of crying and
whimpering, as he tried desperately to get our attention, in order that he
could join us in bed. Simon turned around and picked Caleb up and placed
him on top of the bed. Caleb, then found a suitable spot for himself and
plopped himself down. Simon then resumed his position behind me and wrapped
his arms around me. We were like one big happy family all snuggled together
on a queen size bed.

	A few hours later, the three of us decided to get up and out of
bed. It had been a lazy morning for all of us. Once again there was some
peace and tranquility in the house. After a couple of months of tenseness
in the air, which was the result of Mitch being ill. Simon and I had gotten
dressed and went into the kitchen to have some brunch.

	Even though we did carry on a conversation with one another, there
still was some tension between the two of us. We both knew that there were
some feelings for one another, along with some intimacy and trust; but
neither one of us were going to make the first move. Even after the bits
and pieces of playing with each other, showing interest in one another,
neither one of us was going to make take that first step. I guess from the
way things looked, that it was probably up to me to make the first
move. Simon was trying to take into consideration my feelings and giving me
as much space as I need to get through the loss of Mitch, basically he
didn't want to back me into a corner.

	"Hey, Simon. I've got a great idea. How about a romantic candlelit
dinner for two, this evening?"

	"That would be a good idea, but are you sure that you want to do
this? I want what's best for you, Jason."

	"Sure, I can go to the grocery store and pick up some things for
dinner this evening and then prepare the meal. We can have a peaceful
weekend before the two of us have to go back to work. What do you say?"

	"Ok. I have some errands to take care of this afternoon, so that
will give you time to get things done. If you don't mind," Simon replied in
agreement.

	"Great, then it is all settled. Go and do what you need to do and I
will take care of things here."

	After brunch, Simon and I went our separate ways. I went to the
store while Simon ran to go do his errands.

	So, I prepared a fabulous romantic dinner for the two of us. With
music and candles which illuminated the room, the perfect setting for the
two of us. After we finished eating and cleared up everything we went off
to the bedroom, took off our clothes and snuggled up together. As with
things being so intense for the two of us, lately, we were both worn out
from the stress of things. The two of us just drifted off into a deep
sleep. About 10:00 in the evening Caleb woke me up to be taken outside. So,
I let Caleb out, to do his thing. After bringing him inside and returning
back to the bedroom, there was Simon sound asleep.

	As I stood there watching Simon sleep, I thought to myself that now
would be as good a time as any. I walked over to the side of the bed and
reached under the bed for the rope that Mitch and I had kept hidden
there. There were four pieces of rope. I began to tie each one of the ropes
to each of the bedposts. After that, I then decided to tie his arms and
legs, with the ropes that were now attached to the bedposts. Simon was
definitely going to be in for the shock of his life, I thought to
myself. After I tied the last rope to his leg, I gently raised Simon's head
up carefully and then blindfolded him. As Simon tried to turn around he had
suddenly realized that he was now bound and blindfolded to the bed.

	"Hey, Jason; what the hell is going on!!! Let me go!!!"

	I went over to the side of the bed where Simon was and proceeded to
rub his head trying to calm him down.

      "Shhhhhh, relax Simon, I'm here. Just enjoy it." I then proceeded to
kiss Simon passionately, sliding my tongue in and out of his mouth. After a
few minutes of kissing one another, I proceeded to move downwards towards
his neck, nibbling and licking his ears and neck. Whispering
softly. . . "just relax and enjoy the sensations, Simon. Don't fight
it. Just try to go with it. I guarantee you that you won't be
disappointed."

      Taking my time I slowly continued my move downwards over to his
chest. As I began licking, nibbling and sucking each of his nipples; as
they began to harden in response to my teasing them. As I was teasing
Simon's nipples, I began to take in his scent. Breathing in and out with
deep breaths through my nose I could smell Simon's manly scent. My cock
began to harden in response to the wonderful aromas of my new found love.

      After giving his chest a thorough workout with my tongue and mouth, I
made a trail downwards with my tongue, then continuing further on down
towards his flat, and hairy abdomen; and even further on down to his
hardening cock. As I continued on pleasuring him to different heights, I
could see as he struggled to get free, from the total pleasures that I was
bestowing upon him. The reward for my efforts was an oozing of pre-cum at
the head of his cock, which dripped downwards along his shaft.

	With my tongue I licked the pre-cum from the side of his cock and
all the way to the head of it. The taste of Simon's juice was sweet, with
just a hint of saltiness. After I had licked the trail of lava from the
side of his cock, more molten continued to ooze on out. I watched as it
slowly cascaded downwards.

	I sat there and watched as Simon struggled in frustration. As he
struggled more and more, more lava continued running down the length of his
staff.

	"Jason, let me go. I can't take any more of this," Simon hollered.

	I stopped my teasing and just let Simon lay there in total
frustration. Simon continued to struggle to get free from the
restraints. Finally, Simon calmed down and surrendered to the fact, that
there was no way that he could free himself. He had accepted the fact that
he was totally subdued and had to endure whatever was going to happen to
him next.

	After he had calmed down. I raised his legs up to his chest and
spread his cheeks, in order to expose his ripe red hairy pucker. It looked
like that it had never been touched before. It was so perfect. I then
kissed his opening. As my lips touched the sensitive area, I could see it
tighten up. With my tongue, I ran it around the tightened opening. Simon
groaned in pleasure as I continued running my tongue over his hole. I got
the entrance nice and wet from my spit. As I continued with my tongue work,
the entrance began to slowly relax and open up to receive my
attention. After his opening was completely relaxed, I began to dart my
tongue in and out.

	"Oh, God, Jason; don't stop. That feels so good. No one has ever
done this to me before."

	I then took my index finger and got it nice and wet. Next, I began
to slide it inside of him. His entrance clamped down tight around my
finger. Once my finger was in to its entirety I waited for Simon to get use
to my intrusion. A few moments later, I began sliding it in and out of his
body. Then a second finger was added, and finally a third. Three of my
digits continued to slide in and out of his now relaxed passage. As my
digits slid in and out more of his juice came running down his hard shaft.

	With one big gulp I took his cock to the hilt, all the way to his
public hair, as it began tickling the tip of my nose. After I finished
cleaning the sides of his cock, I then removed my mouth and fingers from
his body; leaving Simon in total frustration. I reached over to the
nightstand drawer, pulled out the tube of lubricant along with a vibrator
and dildo, that were there. All Simon could hear was rummaging through the
nightstand drawer. His head turned from side to side trying to figure just
exactly what was going to happen to him next. I proceeded to lubricate the
vibrator. Making very sure that it was well lubricated. Placing it against
Simon's passage, it began to enter him. Very slowly, waiting for him to get
accustomed to the intrusion, so I would not hurt him. Once that two thirds
of the vibrator was in, I stopped to allow him to get use to the hard
plastic rod inside of him. Next, I reached for his cock with my right hand
and guided it into my mouth. Sliding up and down the shaft his
cock. Simon's hips began moving to get more of his manhood into my awaiting
throat. As Simon continued to face fuck me, I reached down and turned on
the vibrator and tilted it upwards so it would rub against his prostrate.

      This sent him to new heights as he began bucking his hips into my
face. Trying to get his cock deeper and deeper into my throat. With each
movement of his pelvis, the vibrator began sliding in and out of his hole,
while rubbing against his secret button.

      "Oh, God, Jason here it comes!!!" as Simon shot load after load down
my awaiting throat. It was like having your mouth wrapped around a water
hose, going at full blast. I tried desperately to take his semen until he
was completely empty. His hips finally stopped bucking, the vibrator was
still wedged in his hole, continuing its vibrations against his male
g-spot. I then slid the vibrator out of his and moved my body upwards, our
faces and lips met as we began kissing one another.

      "Did you enjoy that, Simon?" I asked.

      "That was totally awesome, I've never experienced anything like that
before. Now can you please remove this blindfold and untie me."

      "I'm not through with you yet." I replied.

      "Ah, come on Jason let me go, please."

      "Shhhhhhh, just relax a few minutes and regain your composure. There
is something else in store for you."

      As Simon's breathing returned back to normal, I proceeded to get off
the bed and removed my own clothing. After removing all of my clothing, I
laid between Simon's spread legs. There I started licking his balls and
also the area on the side of his balls. Slowly his cock began to lengthen
in response to the stimulation.  As his shaft lengthened to full mast, I
started running my tongue up the length of his pole. Reaching the head of
his cock with my tongue, I took one toward swoop and engulfed the entire
length of his throbbing member down my throat. Sliding up and down the
length of his hard cock. Tasting the residue of his last climax, which
started my own cock throbbing.

      After sucking his cock for a short time making sure that it was fully
erect. I began to apply the lubricant up and down his shaft. Taking my
time, with long and slow strokes to fully grease up his member. I then took
some of the lubricant and applied some to my awaiting hole. I climbed on
top of Simon and carefully directed his cock to my hole. Rubbing the head
of his cock against my anal ring. Slowly teasing the head of his
cock. Simon groaned in anticipation of making his entrance into me. Then
slowly I began to ease the head of his cock into me.

      Deeper and deeper his cock went inside of me. I had stopped, when I
began feeling his pubic hair brushing up against the crease of my
ass. After I was accustomed to Simon's size, I started sliding up and down
his cock. Simon got my signal and started pushing his cock in and out,
meeting my up and downward motions. I soon stopped my motions and then
reached for the lubricant and dildo then proceeded to spread the slick
substance onto the hard rubber object. I lined it up to his passage and
began to slide it in.

      Once Simon and gotten use to the rubber object inside of him he
proceed to push his hips back and forth. Each time his cock slid deeper
into me the dildo inside of him would slide out of his hole and as he slide
out of me he would slide the dildo deeper inside of his channel. He
continued these motions for quite some time.

      "Oh, God, Jason, this feel great," Simon panted. Enjoying the
pleasures of being a receiver and well as a giver.

      "Fuck me harder, Simon!" I screamed.

      Faster and faster the two of us moved in sync with one another's
motions. As Simon began to reach his peak of no return, his bucking motions
increased; faster and faster until he exploded deep inside of me. This then
created a chain reaction in me as I began exploding all over his chest and
abdomen. The chain reaction was so intense that I didn't even have to
stroke my own cock. My cum just started squirting load after load all over
Simon.

      After we were totally spent, I collapsed on his chest as we began
kissing one another passionately. We could feel my milky substance smeared
between both of our chests.  Simon's cock was still embedded inside of me
as well as our rubber friend was still embedded inside of Simon.

	"I love you, Jason," as Simon dozed off into a deep sleep out of
pure exhaustion.

	"I love you too, Simon," I whispered into his ear.

      I soon followed suit and fell into a deep sleep on top of
Simon. Simon's cock soon softened, as it slid out of my cum filled
hole. Our rubber friend was still embedded inside of Simon.

      Five years had passed, Simon and I are still together. Each day for
us is a new experience. We are not only lovers, partners but we have become
each other's best friend. With Mitch I was taught how to learn how to love
someone else, along with learning how to accept someone else's love. As a
result of this learning experience I can now put this learned knowledge
into a true experience in my life. Trust was a difficult thing for me to
learn and accept in my life. But with both Mitch and Simon I have learned
this is a major part of what love is all about.

      As I stated earlier that each day my relationship with Simon has
become a new experience for the both of us; we have learned to focus on
making each day with one another a new experience. We learned to experiment
with different things and activities, just trying out new experiences that
life has to offer us. Through the death of Mitch, we've realized that life
is definitely too short and it is up to us to reach out and try as many new
experiences that life has to offer as we can. It has definitely made our
love making more exciting and enjoyable.

      So, I can honestly say that love is possible, even for this skeptic.