I was going through some old boxes of things and found some adult magazines I used to have. I hadn't seen them in years. As I went through them I saw a wrapped package and there were a few more in there. But these were covered in plastic. The guy in the cover of them, I had actually met a few times. Before I knew who he was of course. But I always thought he was the most gorgeous man I had ever seen.
As I mentioned, I had actually met him a few times. It turns that we had worked in the same building. And it wasn't until sometime later that I found he was the guy in my magazines. This story is for him. A kind of 'What if' story about a guy I wanted for many years, but fate never made that fantasy come true.
This is for Terry. Where ever he may be.
Enjoy.... ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ All for Terry (Chapter 55) The final chapter. A love fulfilled..
... I thought that things were good again. After yesterday's reconnection with Terry at the hospital. After him having another bad accident. I thought all was good and that I would just take him home. But when I came back the next day to see him again. That shit was there. He last lover. He was there and talking to the nurse at the nurses station. He was arguing with her. The one that had called me about Terry yesterday. She was telling him that someone else was taking him home. And she was pretty straight forward with the shit that it was not him. That's when I found that some one else called him last night, telling him that Terry would indeed be okay. So he decided to come back for the man he claimed.
"He is my man" he snapped at her "No one else's"
Then he saw.me as I got closer. Then he smirked a vicious smirk. Believing he could better me and take Terry. Of course I was concerned by him. He was still younger and far prettier than I was. And Terry had chosen him before. Would he do so again once seeing him again I followed him to the room as he pushed passed the nurse to see Terry. When I came in he was at Terry's side and trying to kiss him. But Terry pushed him off.
"Get away from me you shit" he growled "But baby. It's me. It's yer boo" came the reply "I don't care who you are. The nurse told me what you said" "And I want to part of a fuck like you" "There is only one person I truly want."
That was when he saw me step into the room. I just stood there in waits of what was to happen. Only to hear Terry brush this guy off.
"What? Him?" Came the bitter snap "You prefer that troll to me?" "You are a stupid fool after all"
Then the guy trained and snapped his fingers at Terry. Saying it was his loss and then he snapped at me as he walked out. Telling Terry he hoped he would never walk again. I just stood there at the door. Looking at him as he lay there. Then Terry let his arm out. Wanting me to again take his hand. So I did. I came over and grabbed his hand. Then leaned in and kissed him.
"Sorry about that" he said "It's okay. Just glad you chose me" I huffed softly "Always my love. Always"
I sat with him a bit more. Then left after he had to go to therapy again. I came back a few days later and picked him up to take him home. Helping him into the car with his collapsible wheelchair in tow. Then took Terry home again. Sitting him down on the sofa and catering to his needs for the next few weeks. Making sure he had all he needed. And pushing him to the bathroom when he had to go. And drawing him a bath every day as he could not shower yet. He asked me if it was okay that I was doing all these things for him when I was washing his back one morning. Telling me that it was okay if I wanted nothing to do with all of this'. That he did not want to be my burden.
"I know the doctor says that I should be okay again" he started "But what if I am not?" "I don't want to be your burden." "After everything you have been through" "Nonsense" I bit back "It's my job to take care of you. I love you and I want to"
I washed him up more and then as he looked back at me I pulled his face to mine and kissed him again. Telling him again how much I loved him. That night we made love. The first time in forever that I had been with Terry. He just looked ever so sexy and delicious, even in is invalid state. I crawled up in his perfect body and kissed him. My hands roamed over the body that was still perfect in my eyes. Thicker and heavier do to lack of full exercise but still far more fantastic than anyone else's body could ever wish to be. And as he had been back home now for a week and I was in dire need if his body and passion, I took it.
"How I have missed you Terry" I said to him "Missed your lips" (kiss) "Missed your touch" (kiss) "And missed feeling this.."
I reached down and grabbed for him member feeling that he was already getting excited from my advances.
"..inside me" I finished "Make love to me Terry"
He nodded approval and I went down on him. Taking his dick into my mouth And giving my perfect man pleasure. He moaned under me as I did. And I hummed on his big perfect cock as I sucked him to erection. And we did make love. As best as we could considering his condition. But it was deep and passion filled. And Terry poured his love into me again. And I was all his again. Connected to my lover as we had been before. I lay in his as I used to. Falling asleep with my head resting on his godlike chest. The tiny hairs in him tickling at my nose. Happiness filled my heart again. And I kissed his awesome body as I lay there on him. Many therapies later and he was walking again. With a came now but walking again. And he made love to me more and more. And it was more powerful and incredible each time. He made sure I was enjoying and feeling him every time we did. And the moans and cries of desire filled the house in echoes.
"I love you so much" he said as he kissed me "You are my world" "And you are mine Terry" I said back before another kiss.
And things returned to a wonderful existence again. Serge came back into our lives and with a new beau. And I was ever so happy for him. Terry apologized to him and thanked him for taking such good care of me when he was gone.
"I was wrong about you" he said to him
They hugged and we all got together a lot more often. And all my other long lost contacts came back into the fold if my life again. For I was blessedly happy again. And then we (Terry and I) finally did get married. Holding hands together as the preacher joined us amongst the small group of friends that were there for the ceremony. Me standing before my dapper and beautiful husband to be. The two of us in pale colors and light shirts in a small ceremony in the beach. My eyes staring lovingly into his ass we held our hands
"I now pronounce you. Married" said the lesbian priest that joined us in matrimony. "You may now kiss"
And I did. I kiss my beloved Terry. Looking deep into his beautiful eyes before the forever binding kiss of our nuptials. Just gazing into them with a love that was forever.
"I love you my darling" I said "And I you" he said back again
And fit what was left of life. What was to remain of my existence here we lay with one another every night in love and devotion until death eventually came for both of us. But this time death was okay. For i had him there until death. With love for always. My beloved Terry. For in all my years and all my time with everyone I had come across in life. It was always him. My life and love were always his. Always for Terry... +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++*+
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