Date: Fri, 29 Dec 2017 17:58:05 -0800 From: Wayne G Subject: Wayne's Journal - Part 14 Nifty doesn't exist without donations. If you enjoy these stories please donate to Nifty. And yes ... I've donated myself! Do it! :-) http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Be warned. This is a story about men who have consensual sex with other men. If that's not your thing, go away. If it's not legal for you to view this material, also go away. I love hearing from readers. It's the only reward for doing this. Please contact me at: Waynkenwriter@gmail.com Wayne's Journal - Part 14 23 December 2017, Saturday 1040 AM San Diego (Laura and Matt's, North Park) Wow ... way more emotional morning than I had planned. Daniel and I slept in till 6 this morning. That was soooo nice. Our alarm went off, and he rolled back into me, put his arm around my body and sighed. His hand rubbed my chest and belly, and his face moved against my neck. I love this time of day with him. He's still waking up, and sleepy Daniel is affectionate, open, cute and sexy. "Hey." I rolled over so I could face him on my side. His eyes were closed, and he pulled himself into me again. Now our soft cocks were pressed together ... I know they won't stay soft long, and I had to pee! "Hang on." I climbed over him as he frowned. "Where you goin'?" "I'll be back. I just gotta pee." I kissed him as I got up. I put on a pair of boxers just in case I met anybody in the downstairs hallway, and I padded to the bathroom. I sighed as I started to empty my full bladder. Ten seconds after I started Daniel staggered in, buck ass naked. I grinned at him as he crowded me by the pot and aimed his own stream. He blinked slowly. Awww ... I love sleepy Daniel. I finished and I stood behind him while he continued. I hugged him from behind, and put my hands on his pubic hair, just above his cock and he inhaled. "No. Not done." He started to get hard, and I wasn't even touching it. I giggled. "I'm just holding you." He grunted, and had to push his hips back a little to keep urinating. He finally finished, and flushed. Then he turned and put his arms around me. His eyes were closed again, and he leaned on me. His cock was hard now, and pushed against my hip. He rubbed his face against my beard. "Mmmm. Love your fur." At this point my own erection was on the way. "Okay, come on. Back to the bedroom before someone comes down to this floor, naked boy." I opened the bathroom door, checked the hall and led Daniel into the bedroom. Safely inside, I closed the door. Daniel kissed me and put his hands in the waist of my underwear. He cupped my balls, and my cock was pressed against his wrist and arm. He moved his arm up and down slightly, and it felt amazing as his fingers also massaged my scrotum. Now he was awake. He grinned at me, and pushed my underwear down. I kicked them off and my member was standing at attention, and moved to my heartbeat. "I want you on your back." Daniel whispered. He got the lube while I complied. He bent to kiss me, and rubbed some lube on himself. Then he put a nice amount on me as well. He straddled my hips, and kissed gently around the still healing, sutured wound on my neck. I had almost forgotten about it. Last night's session, he stayed on the right, the non-injured side. Though, I noticed in the bathroom mirror I had a couple of bite marks, but nothing TOO noticeable. Hopefully. "Easy with the teeth today mister." I smiled at his put out expression. "I do NOT need grief from my sister about it!" "Maybe I'll just have to bite you a little lower." He growled, and began to move his rear against me. He brought his mouth to mine as I entered him. We kissed, the act more sensual rather than needful. He pulled away with a sexy grin and sat up on my hips. He sighed contentedly and exhaled as he slid down my shaft. I smiled at the sensation. I loved everything about sex with Daniel. Everything we do pushes me to redefine how good I can feel. And how much I love him. I stare up at him. His eyes are closed, head is back, and he swallows - his Adam's Apple bobs up and down as he does. I reach up and rub his stubbled face. Then I let my hands wander down his great body. He's so muscled and tight, all over. He's not freakishly large. But he's definitely in the territory of turning heads if he walked around without a shirt. I rested my hands on his waist, and I bucked my hips up into him. He groaned and I smiled as a drop of precome appeared on his cockhead. It slowly ran down his shaft, and I began an unhurried ride for him. His mouth opened a bit, and his hand found his cock. I watched in amazed appreciation as his abs flexed and moved as he breathed. "God you are so sexy Daniel." I couldn't help but rub my hands on the muscles there. He smiled and looked down at me. "I'm glad you like my body." He began to move his hips in time to mine and he moaned. His hand worked too, sliding up and down in rhythm to our bodies. "I ... just wish you could see how beautiful you are Wayne." His expression became one of near wistfulness mixed with his lust - and I could tell he meant it. He really thinks I'm beautiful. I swallowed and nodded at him. "I'll take your word for it." He closed his eyes and smiled. "Then I'll just have to keep telling you." He sighed again, this time louder, and it almost became a groan. His hand slowed on himself. He was trying to wait for me. I picked up speed. And his head lolled back, his mouth opened and his jaw worked. His breath began to come in gasps. "Unnnn ... Wayne ... ah god." He gripped his shaft tightly, his hand unmoving. But he was too close and it didn't help. He shot, and hit the stitches on my throat. He started stroking again to finish his release, and at least four more spurts landed on my chest and belly and tangled in the hair on my skin. I moaned under him and orgasmed into his body. He leaned down and kissed me. One hand was behind my neck, and the other on the side of my face. His kisses were gentle, yet deep and they added to the sensations raging through my body and the emotions in my mind. I finished, and Daniel pulled back to look at me. He glanced and frowned at my neck. "Ah ... we need to clean you up. Got you right on your cut." I smiled. "It's fine. I'm allowed to get it wet, and I'm supposed to leave it open to the air to breathe now. We'll shower, clean it, and after doctor it up with antibiotic ointment. It'll be good as new." I frowned. "I'm really surprised the kids and Laura haven't made any comments about it. That's strange now that I think about it." Daniel nodded. "Yeah. Weird." He kissed me again. "Come on. We have to clean up, then work out, then clean up again." He grinned. "All those showers you have to take around me." We did exactly that. We mainly used our resistance bands, and some body weight exercises since there were no free weights or machines available. But the rec room still made a good workout space. I was pleasantly surprised at the great pump I got from the simple exercises. And as always, it was great to perv on Daniel as he went through his routine. :-D A little over two hours later we were cleaned up, dressed and presentable. It was about 830 AM, and we went upstairs. Josh was there on the floor in front of the TV. He smiled as we came into view. "Hi uncle Wayne. Hi Daniel." Miranda was on the couch playing with a doll, and sort of half-watching the TV. "Hi uncle Wayne." She said. Her eyes landed on Daniel. "Hi ... Daniel." She smiled shyly and made a big show of playing with her toy. "Oh, saying hi to me now?" Daniel grinned at her, and his green eyes danced. She flopped onto the couch and hid her face, but still turned so she could see him with one bright blue eye. Daniel laughed. We walked into the kitchen and found Laura at the table with a cup of coffee in front of her. Matt was at the coffee pot, pouring himself one. Laura looked up and smiled at us. "Hey guys. You sleep well?" "Yep, great, thanks for asking." I noticed there were already two cups on the counter waiting for us. "Oh, and thanks for making coffee!" Matt finished pouring and walked past me. His blonde hair was wild, he was dressed in sweat shorts, a t-shirt, and he looked like he had just gotten up. "Coffee is not optional." He nearly growled the words and sat at the table beside Laura. I noticed he moved slowly, and grimaced as he sat. Laura giggled at him. "Was Daniel too rough with you Matt?" She grinned over her mug at him and he shot her a dirty look. Daniel smiled. "You're gonna be pretty sore for probably the first week Matt. Then it'll get easier." Matt nodded. "No problem. I can handle it." He still looked pretty uncomfortable, but I didn't want to give him hell for doing the right thing for himself. Daniel said he was focusing on core work at first with him, along with some cardio. That made sense to me. If he doesn't have a strong core he could develop back issues, particularly with his gut. Laura patted his hand. "You know, I'm proud of you. Don't forget that." He smiled at her. "Thanks Laura." They kissed. It was sweet. "I have to do something. You're always doing those Pilates videos." He patted his belly. "Time to get rid of this thing." Daniel smiled. "You're working hard. You keep it up and you will get rid of it." Daniel and I loaded our mugs with coffee. I put a tiny bit of creamer in mine, but Daniel drank his black. We sat and almost at once we all sighed. Laura looked around the table and laughed. "Yeah. I second that." She sipped from her mug then looked up at us. "So guys, what is on your agenda? Anywhere you wanna go, or anything you need to do?" I shook my head. "No. It's two days before Christmas. I think it'd be madness to go out anywhere close to a shopping center." Matt held up his mug in agreement and nodded. "Okay. I just don't want you guys getting bored." Laura took another drink of her coffee. "Let me know if you change your minds." Daniel nodded. "Thanks. I've also got to do some work - check my forum, email clients, that kind of thing. So if I could get your wi-fi password sometime that'd be awesome." Laura smiled. "That one's easy. `ClaireWilliam'." She wrote it down on a scrap piece of paper and handed it to him. I looked over at Laura and she glanced at me. Her smile grew sad. "Three years now." Matt sighed, and put a hand on her back reassuringly. I reached and took her hand. Daniel held the scrap of paper and looked around the table, confused. "Who are Claire and William?" I blew out a breath. "Our mom and dad." I looked down at my coffee. "They died in an accident three years ago. Well, it will be three years on January 12th." "That's terrible. I'm so sorry." Daniel said and put his hand on my shoulder. His eyes held nothing but love and comfort for me. I nodded. "Thanks. It's a really slow process, but it gets a tiny bit easier every year." I smiled at Laura. "They'd not want us to dwell on the bad you know." She nodded. "You're right." She leaned forward. "They'd also be so pissed you stopped writing." She frowned. "You're talented. They'd hate that you stopped." I licked my lips and picked up my coffee. "Well, I can't write if I'm not inspired. And since the accident inspiration has been tough to come by." I PRAYED for Daniel to stay quiet. But ... that was not to be. "Wait." Daniel frowned. "He does write." He looked at me. "You do write. You wrote for me." It took everything I could do not to sigh. Instead I only sipped my coffee and I nodded slightly. "Yeah, I guess I did." Laura stared at us. "You're writing again? You're doing poetry?" "It's not a big deal." I stirred my cup. "I wrote something for Daniel ... just felt the urge." Laura was quiet for a stretch, and I finally looked up. She pressed her lips into a thin line, and tears began to streak down her face. She laughed. "Well," she wiped at her face, "we'll have to disagree about it being a big deal." She turned to Daniel. "He was so prolific. He wrote all the time, and his stuff was good. Really good." She frowned. "It all stopped when we lost mom and dad. He just stopped." Her eyes shifted back to me. "And now ... he's writing again." "Sis, it was just one little poem." I had no idea if my `spark' had returned, or if it were just a one time thing. And I didn't want her to get her hopes up. "And it was ... from the heart, but not very good. So much wrong with it." "Oh shit. Wait." She grinned. "You wrote a love poem?" I instantly went beet red and she opened her mouth in happy surprise. "HAH! You did!" I had no way to defend myself, so I shook my head and stared at the table. "Mister `I'll never write a love poem' Wayne!" Matt shook his head and walked into the living room with his cup of coffee, away from the craziness of the table. Daniel smiled, his expression bemused and fond. "I liked it a lot." Laura reached and grabbed Daniel's hand, surprising him. "You inspired my brother to write a love poem, after he hadn't written in three years." Her expression went from amused to thoughtful, and she let go of his hand. She looked as if she had just been struck by an epiphany. "This ... this is serious between you two." Daniel looked at me, his eyes honest and exposed. "It is for me." I swallowed and smiled at him. "Me too. But ... you already know that." He smiled and nodded. Laura seemed to mentally digest it all. Then I saw her look past me into the living room. I turned and saw Miranda at the doorway. She ran to me and I barely had time to put my arms out for her. In a flash she was up and in my lap. "Finally!" I squeezed her and she laughed. "I get to hold my FAVORITE niece!" She smiled at me, and then her eyes focused like a laser beam on my neck injury. I still have four sutures, and the wound is still healing. "Did you get hurt?" She pointed, her finger dangerously close to the skin. I only flinched a tiny bit. "Ah, yes sweetie." Laura stood up and took her. "Hey baby. Uncle Wayne doesn't want to talk about that." I looked at her with a frown. "It's fine. I can talk about it." Laura glanced at Daniel who quickly looked away at his coffee cup. I suddenly realized Daniel must have told Laura to make sure nobody brought it up. But ... 4 year olds follow direction about as well as a cat. `Who's dictating now, huh?' I thought with a bit of both humor and maliciousness. "Laura, and DANIEL" "I looked at him so he knew I realized what happened, and he smiled painfully, "it really is fine." She didn't look sure, but she put Miranda back down. And suddenly Josh was in the room too. Annnnnd then Matt as well, leaning against the doorway. Laura looked around. "Wow. Really?" She threw up her hands. "Fine, at least you can get it out of the way in one go!" "That's fine." I thought about how to tell the story of Jason, and how I got the knife wound. "What part do you want to know about? Just how it happened?" "All of it!" Josh said and grabbed a chair. I nodded. "Okay, all of it." I told the story, leaving out a lot of the scarier parts for the sake of the kids. But when I got to the part when Daniel stepped in, I turned up the detail. And I let them see Daniel as I did in that moment. He was ... he is, a hero to me. Josh's eyes were huge. "He broke that guy's hand?" He turned to Daniel. "You broke that guy's hand, just by squeezing it?" I answered. "His wrist. Right here." I showed him by grabbing his wrist. Josh looked back at Daniel with a whole new level of admiration and awe. "Wow." "Damn. You're lucky Daniel was there Wayne." Matt said from the doorway. He had listened to the tale, and he nodded in respect at Daniel. "Thanks for saving my brother in law." Daniel nodded, a little embarrassed by the attention. "I just reacted." He tried to downplay his involvement. But Laura was having none of that. She stood up and hugged him while he sat in the chair. "Thank you." Josh ran over and hugged him too. Then even Miranda squirmed out of my lap and clung to his thigh. Laura looked at Matt. He sighed. Daniel laughed as Matt walked over and put his arms around Josh, Daniel and Laura. I joined them all. And I rocked back and forth, doing my best to hug the pile of family around Daniel. Laura kissed his forehead. "You saved my brother. Far as I'm concerned that makes you family. Forever." "Yeah!" Josh said and wiggled somewhere in the middle of the pile. Daniel was quiet, and after a moment we all made a little breathing room. His face was down, and I could see tears dripping off his nose. I put my hand on his hair. "Daniel? Are you ..." He shook his head. "I'm sorry." He stood and the family parted for him. He walked quickly down the stairs to the basement, and I heard the bedroom door close. Laura looked at me, the question on her mind obvious. "Why is Daniel crying?" Miranda looked like she was going to start too. "I don't know hon. I'll go find out, okay?" I smiled at all of them, and I headed downstairs. I slowly opened the bedroom door. Daniel sat on the bed, his face in his hands. I quietly went inside and shut the door behind me. Then I went and sat by him. I reached up and put my hand on the back of his neck. And that's when he lost it. He just completely fell apart. He leaned into me and he began to cry. I don't mean silent tears either. He sobbed uncontrollably. All I could do was sit there and hold him. So that's what I did. I got up on the bed with him, and put him into the spoon position. And I lay with him while sobs racked his body. I had no idea what was happening, but it was killing me. He finally slowed down. And he was breathing somewhat normally again. The sobbing stopped, and now he just cried regular tears. "Hey big guy." I whispered against his neck. "What can I do?" I kissed the skin there and nuzzled him - doing my best to support him. "Ah god." He said, his voice rough with emotion. "Sorry. Fuck." "Just tell me what to do." I was crying myself. Seeing him hurt this much wrecked me. "You're doing it." He inhaled, and he tried to wrangle his emotions. He put his hand on my arm that was against his chest. "Thanks. For being here." He sniffed and wiped his face with his hand. "God. I thought I was past this." He laughed bitterly. "And I go and fucking lose it in front of your family." "Hey ... you heard Laura." I kissed his neck again. "They're your family too now." His body hitched in another sob, but it was only one. His voice was small. "I heard." I sat up on my elbow. "Is that what's bothering you? Are you upset about that?" I couldn't imagine why that would upset him, but I had to ask. He shook his head. "I ... it's just overwhelming." He moved to sit up and I let go of him and sat up too. I put my hand on his back and rubbed it while he stared down at his hands in his lap. He pointed his tear-streaked face up, eyes closed. He breathed deeply and slowly for a good minute. Then he spoke. "I was thrown out of my house at 15 for being gay. I lived so many years ... wanting to hear the words Laura said to me." He frowned. "I just ... I started to believe I didn't deserve a family. That I'd never have one again." He struggled to speak through his emotions. "And ... here yours is. And they ... they ..." I watched him try but he couldn't get hold himself together and he started crying again. I held his head against my chest and I let him. It was another ten minutes before he was able to pull himself together. He told me to go upstairs, and he'd come after he cleaned himself up. I walked into the living room, and the whole family was on the couch. They all looked at me. "Hey." I smiled wanly at them. "Hey, is Daniel okay?" Laura asked, her expression concerned. I nodded. "He will be. He's just a little overwhelmed." I sat in the armchair by the couch. "I'm just going to say, he didn't have a very supportive family growing up. And getting a taste of that here was pretty emotional for him." Matt frowned. "What do you mean?" I looked down at the floor. "They threw him out when he was a teenager." Matt's frown turned into angry realization. "Because he's gay?" I looked up and nodded. He set his jaw, and he looked royally pissed off. It was a welcome surprise for me to see him react that way. Josh had an `ah ha' moment. "Ohhhhh ... Uncle Wayne, is Daniel your boyfriend?" Laura and Matt both looked at Josh as if he had grown another head. Obviously they had not told the kids about our relationship, and I didn't assume they would. We could have passed as friends for the holiday with the kids and I didn't want to rock the boat at all, so I was fine with that. But ... he DID ask. I smiled at Josh. "He is." My nephew grinned. "That's so cool!" He was very animated. "Mr Sparks at school, he's got a boyfriend, and they're going to get married!" I laughed. "Well, good for them." "Are you going to marry Daniel uncle Wayne?" Miranda looked at me with those blue eyes of hers. Josh jerked his head around to stare at me. The hope etched on his mug was impossible to miss. I think Josh believes I'd be marrying up by the look on his face. "Uh, I don't ... I don't know kids." Laura saved me. "Okay, no more questions." She grimaced at me in apology. Ah kids. Just then we all heard Daniel start up the stairs, and he soon walked into the room. He smiled at them all, the expression a little strained. "Hey. Sorry about that." He licked his lips. "I didn't mean to offend you. It's just ..." Matt stood up. "You don't have to apologize Daniel, and we're not offended." He looked back and forth at Daniel and I. "And you guys don't have to pretend you're anything less than two people in love with each other." He frowned. "I should apologize. I never considered that I'd foster an environment where you would feel like you can't show each other affection outside of the bedroom." Both Laura and I openly gaped at Matt. Daniel nodded. "I appreciate that." He struggled, but he held himself together. "And ... I love that you said I was a part of the family." He smiled at us all. "Thank you." Afterwards, Laura, Matt and the kids cleaned up and got dressed. Right now the kids are playing down the in rec room, Matt went to go grab something from the store for Laura, and she's in the kitchen prepping lunch. Daniel is sitting at the kitchen table working on his iPad, and I'm journaling in the armchair in the living room. An emotionally rough day, but certainly cathartic. Matt's acceptance, Daniel's revelation, the kids' excitement at our relationship ... all good stuff in the end. And now, I am beginning to understand why Daniel struggles with some things. I get it now. But it's okay. When he's weak I can be strong. And he's already proven he can do the same for me. It's what people who love each other do. Till next time.