Date: Wed, 20 Mar 2019 08:11:40 +0100 From: David Roslyn Subject: The Truth by David Roslyn (category: Beginnings) - Epilogue Disclaimers: This work is a work of fiction and is my property. The story and characters are fictitious and any resemblance to anyone or any actual event is coincidental. There are three distinctly different main characters that will appear as the story progresses. You should be legally allowed to read this type of material before continuing. As it is based on an actual book, I had published a few years ago -- free for your enjoyment -- the story will not contain explicit material in all the chapters BUT don't fret, as it is more the exception than the rule. Please direct any comments or feedback to my email address at davidrolsynauthor2019@gmail.com. Thank you fo reading! Please keep this wonderful platform alive - donate to Nifty! EPILOGUE William Morgan It's been over a year and Gavin and I have moved into a small apartment close to the hotel. His accommodation in the hotel was too small and uncomfortable for both of us and the hotel owner agreed that it was ok for him to stay off the property, as long as he was based nearby. I also had gotten a job at the Chinese restaurant he had taken me to on our first date. We eventually had bought the apartment with a joint loan from the bank and I got to meet some of his friends and family, who we now could at least comfortably entertain. As far as the sex was concerned, we started slowly once I was assured that I hadn't contracted any serious disease. Gavin also got himself tested as a sign of support, so we were, for all intents and purposes, ready to go. Gavin's patience and his seduction techniques were superb. He started giving me massages and then slowly, slowly taking advantage of my hard-ons by sucking me slowly and tenderly, until I almost screamed for him to just get on with it. We would end up with him jerking me off while I gently played with his ass. He would kiss me all over and once, when I was very horny, he got me to fuck him! It had been a little weird for me though. He wanted me to think of how angry I was at those attackers and then fuck the anger out on him. At first, I was totally appalled by the idea, but he insisted that he wanted me to take my power back. Whatever that was supposed to mean. I could not believe he would allow me to do that to him, but he promised me he would enjoy the aggression. I must admit, it worked for a short while, but then I felt terrible and decided to focus on him and gently love him for what he was willing to be for me. I left the past behind me right then and there and we ended up making real love. Although our lovemaking was beautiful and gentle, as only Gavin could make it, we would sometimes surprise each other and just simply fuck! Once, when he came off duty, he ripped off my T-shirt and shorts and fucked me on the kitchen table. The damn table legs gave in and I ended up on the floor, laughing. He stood above me with the cutest, shocked expression on his face, and of course, with his raging hard-on looming over me! We've had many laughs like that since and we still do. Though we haven't yet married, it's on our list of things to do. Our list of goals. Those damn goals of his. Stephen Jordan After a year of being a restaurant partner, business is doing great as usual. I manage to still stick to some sort of routine, and Eric made it clear at the beginning that being a partner now doesn't give me an excuse to stay at work all hours of the day. He says he refuses to sit around alone, waiting up for me to come home. I chuckle at the silly, little domestic challenges we are now facing and at his adorable nagging. He only wants me to also have a life outside the restaurant. Some nights I drag him along so he can relax in a corner and watch me do what I love. I also took us shopping for some new clothes and a new car! It was great fun! I officially moved into his place and these days our lives are about going to work, him to his therapy sessions, me to the restaurant and then spending the rest of our time relaxing at home or going out with some of the new friends we've made. Rex also met someone special and is totally smitten. Peter, the guy he's seeing, is a quiet, gentle soul and Rex gets to dote on him as much as he wants. At first, I wondered how the soft-spoken Peter would match Rex, the aggressive, passionate lover. Then Eric explained to me one night that, although the guy might appear very soft and even a little weak, he's definitely wearing the pants in that house! I smile at the thought. On our recent one-year anniversary, we ended up checking into a bed and breakfast for the night, but of course...got very little sleep. At one point, there was a knock at the door. It was the old lady who owned the place, begging us to please keep it down, because Eric's screaming was disturbing the other guests. We cracked up laughing, and I ended up tying a handkerchief over Eric's mouth. I love his screaming though. He's such a loud fuck. I grab him and hug him tightly. I love my new family. Joshua Taylor It's been just short of a year since Kyle and I became a couple. During that time, Mary's moved out of the apartment and Kyle and I have the place to ourselves. She'd finally met someone and shacked up with him. Well it was the logical thing to do because she spent every night at his place anyway. He makes her happy and that's all that matters. Stacey and Jim have become good friends of ours, and it's weird that I dated her in the first place. They say that you can never be friends with your ex if you were in love with them. We must've never been in love at all. Maybe Stacey was, fortunately for her, not truly in love with me, perhaps only with the idea of me. That being said, I wasn't really me then, so who could blame me, or her, for that matter. The great thing is that she loves me for who I am now and I appreciate and love her too. I was also right in my assumption that Kyle and her would hit it off. They can get so sweet over sentimental things and are forever scheming to come up with ways to torture Jim and me, in both the kitchen and the bedroom. Their obsession with preparing and sharing the weirdest recipes is alarming at times and on a few occasions, I have found myself glued to the crapper after tasting some of their more "exotic" concoctions! The sex, however, has been so great! Always interesting and sometimes painful, but in a good way. We now have tools and equipment stashed in our bedroom closet that I would never have imagined I'd end up using. Kyle is seriously the best man for the job. His devotion and effervescent personality is something I cherish and what makes it even more special, is the fact that he's only like that with the people closest to him. When I'm with him in a strange or public place, his demure and quiet manner is such a contrast, especially knowing who he really is deep down. If I look back at the person I was two years ago, compared to who I've become, I'm immensely grateful for having him in my life. He truly saved my life by taking me off the streets and saving me from myself. I look at Kyle sleeping next to me with a tiny smile on his face and a feeling of warmth and joy spreads over me. When you find something to love more than yourself, then you become the self that deserves to be loved in return.