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From Chapter 12:
"Dear Seth," His note to me started.
"I hope you get this note. I have to tell you that I am a mess. I hope that since you are now reading this that you have made your -- decision. I was called to ask about working extra in the E.R. and since I could not think about anything but you and -- well, I decided to go in and try to think about something else.
Seth, it was not an accident that I told you I loved you. I hope you are there when I get home.
Love, Bri"
"Bri"? I had never called him that. Maybe he wanted me to. I set the alarm, locked the door and left. I drove to St. Francis, and entered the E.R. I approached the nurses station.
"May I help you?"
"Is Dr. Michaels by any chance available?"
"Let me check." She picked up the phone and dialed in a number. "Dr., there is a boy here," she addressed me, "What's your name?"
"Seth -- I'm a friend!"
"Sorry Dr. He says his name is Seth."
She hung up the phone and the door behind her flew open. He looked worried, but beckoned me to come in. I walked in and the door closed behind me. "So -- how -- how are you?" He said, pensively.
"I am -- fine. I'm in love, I guess!" He did not flinch, but kept drilling me with his eyes. "With you, Bri -- with you!"
He looked behind himself, then grabbed me and kissed me, his eyes overflowing. He stepped back a half step and looked in my eyes, which were shining brightly with moisture now, as well.
"I'll be home in three hours, and we will celebrate." He told me.
Chapter 13
I left the hospital, and by the time I got back "home", my TMJ muscles hurt from the constant grin on my face all the way home. I didn't realize that I was so -- so enchanted by this man! All my other friends -- except for family -- were all still -- boys! I could in no way call Brian a boy. He was a MAN, and I was sure I was in love. The nurse called me a boy. I hoped that would not freak him out.
I guess his shyness - or maybe it was just fear of being rejected again -- made him seem a lot younger, or something. But what surprised me more was my own boldness when I was with him! I felt so comfortable just being me, and expressing my inner thoughts to him. And he seems to accept whatever I say without question -- he trusts me! Well, I trust him, too! The "new" things that we tried together -- that probably blew him away, but in reality it did me too! I have read about a lot of things, and others my brother has told me about. But Brian was so easy to just go with anything.
I let myself into the house. Brian would not be home until after the sunset, and it was gorgeous. I flipped on the TV and put in the "Mr. Deeds" DVD that we never finished watching. Adam Sandler is so cute, but he doesn't hold a candle to Brian -- at least not in the sexy department. I just have to think of his receding, thin hair and I get a hard-on!
The movie was over except for the credits when the phone rang. I let it go to the machine.
"Seth! Pick up!:
"Hi, sexy man!" I said.
"Oh my God!"
"What?" I asked.
"Hee hee! When you said that, a little surge threw something wet into my pants!"
"Wow! You must be hornier than I am -- and that's saying a LOT!!"
"Are you still dressed?" He said.
"Well, what do YOU think?"
"Well, if you aren't, put your clothes back on, pervert, and I'll take you out to dinner."
"Okay, but dessert will be here at home!"
"Hungry for anything in particular?" He asked.
"I think you know!" I replied.
"Mrpht! There it goes again. Better stop this before I have to change my panties! I'll be there in 10 minutes. Be ready, k?"
"I'll be watching for you -- Bri!"
"Love you!"
"Me too!"
I only had my shoes off, so I put them back on, and grabbed my jacket and armed the alarm system and waited outside for him, in the parking lot. He wheeled up in a large circle and stopped far enough away that he had time to stop the car, hop out and open my door for me! I felt so special!
"So, where are we going?"
"Same place we all had breakfast at after Thanksgiving."
"Oh."
"Don't you want to go there? We can go somewhere else, Baby."
"It's just -- no it's all right. I just thought that it might be -- a bummer for you -- like maybe you may be scared to meet Robert again."
"I'm over him. With what he did to me last time, combined with what you are doing to me now -- he can fuck himself for all I care."
Sounds like you still have a little energy there, to me, Bri. And with that piece, he probably COULD -- do himself! I have to tell you, that thing is scary!"
"Hrmph! An AK 47 is, too, but it can't do any damage without any ammunition!"
"OOOO! You ARE still pretty tender! Maybe we SHOULD go somewhere else -- do you think?"
"Aw, maybe you're right. Tonight. But I wouldn't mind seeing him sometime -- just to `flaunt' you in his face!"
"Okay, that does it! We ARE going somewhere else." I commanded! "Tonight is just for us. No talk of Robert, Buck, or Luke -- agreed?"
"Agreed!" He said.
He took me to a very nice restaurant overlooking the ocean. We walked in and the host recognized Brian. "Dr. Michaels! So nice to see you! Would you like a table by the window, or something more secluded this evening?"
Brian looked at me and smiled. Without taking his eyes from me he replied, "Secluded, Tom!"
He led us to the back of the restaurant. As we rounded a corner, there was Robert in all his glory. "Shit!" I heard Brian say under his breath. Robert hadn't seen us yet. "Tom, wait!" He spoke quietly but firmly to the host. We walked back around the corner, followed by Tom. "Give us a moment, k, Tom?"
"Anything you say, Doctor! Just holler when you are ready."
"So, whaddaya think, Seth? Shall we just go someplace else?"
"It's getting -- pretty late, Bri. And maybe we should just face it now. You really need to let this go somehow. He is, after all just another guy, doing his best -- selfish as that may look to us -- to be happy. And Probably not very successfully. Let's just -"
"You're right, baby! I really am over him, and I guess I should be feeling sorry for him, not pissed. If he had not left me, then I would not be here with you! Yeah! I should thank him! "Tom, we're ready!"
"You still want secluded?"
Yeah, Tom, but -- somewhere that is secluded from -- You know Robert?"
"Yes! I thought maybe that was it! You used to be -- er -- friends with him, didn't you?"
"Yes -- friends! Yes, some other secluded spot would be fine."
Tom led us to the other side of the restaurant and to a table for four. We sat facing each other. As we looked over the menu, Brian kept looking over his shoulder.
"Okay, Bri! We are going over there!'
"I don't wanna -"
"I don't wanna either, but YOU have to!" I said. "Let's just go and say hi, and be cordial and nice."
"Really -- you are all right with that?"
"Brian! I certainly don't feel threatened by - that -- I'm not gonna say it!
Let's just go!"
We approached Robert's table. I assumed he was with his new doctor friend. "Robert! I couldn't live with myself if I didn't at least say hi!" Brian lied.
"HI, Bri-Guy!" he purred. "Oh! You brought this boy with you again! How nice. Steve, is it?" He extended his hand to me.
"Seth." I was shocked at the coolness in my own voice! "Yes nice to see you again. We never properly shook hands in the bathroom, did we!"
His hands were warm -- clammy, really!! I made a mental note to ask Brian how he could stand touching this -- guy!
"Seth is the cousin of an old friend. We found we had a lot in common, so I have been showing him the city."
"For three weeks, yet!" Robert said. "You must have a LOT in common!"
"Yes," Brian said. There was a hole in my life, and he seems to have filled it quite well. `Course it wouldn't have taken much of a man to fill that hole!"
"Omigod, Brian! Lay it on thick, why don't you!" I thought to myself!
"Where are my manners!" Robert said. "Sorry for that interruption, John." And Robert just turned his back on us and resumed talking with his -- friend.
No introduction, no -- nothing. Talk about manners!
We walked back to our table. Brian was seething! He slipped into the booth, and I slid in right next to him. No one was near, so I put my arm around his waist. "Brian. I love you! Let it go! You used to love him, so he MUST have some redeeming quality. Just let it -- and him -- go. Please?"
After letting out a big breath, "Okay. No more Robert angst -- I promise."
HE ordered steak and lobster. I followed suit. I decided I had to get used to this kind of spending. He definitely knew how to live. Dinner for the two of us was over 70 bucks with the tip. I tried not to act too impressed, but I know he noticed my low whistle when the check was presented. He just chuckled.
"This is a special night, to celebrate a special event." He said. "I don't know what happened between you and Luke, but you must have made a decision. And knowing you even as little as I do, I suspect it wasn't made lightly."
"Heh!" I chuckled. "You really have a roundabout way of asking what happened between me and Luke!"
"Hey, I wasn't -- oh well -- yeah, I guess I was. Am I THAT transparent?"
"Yeah! It's one of the things I like best about you! Whether or not it's on purpose, I love your honesty! Well, as you know, I was pretty upset when I left you. I was of course relieved that he was okay. By the time I got to the airport ..." Etc. - I told him as much detail as I could remember. At first I hated talking at such length about Luke, but as I talked, I could see Brian relaxing more and more.
Finally, I explained to him, "As I was driving back from the hospital, it hit me. I felt as if a heavy weight was lifted from my shoulders. And it felt so good. I felt renewed or something. And when I thought about you, I had the most wonderful feeling course through my body -- not a sexual feeling, but -- it was as if before I would not let myself love you -- as I really wanted to -- but now I am free to love you as you deserve!"
Tears sprang immediately to his eyes. "I know!" He said in a hoarse whisper. I Know! It is exactly how I felt that morning when Robert kicked me in my emotional balls! It was like finally I was free to love again, and you -- you were there! I'm not saying I would have loved the first thing that presented itself, but you were there, and I knew immediately that you were the one -- at least for the moment. Now I find myself hoping it's for more than the moment! I love you, Baby Boy!"
"Of course I love you, too, Bri. And another thing that really surprises me is that I LOVE when you call me that! Just -- maybe you can reserve it for only me, when we are alone. When you call me that, I feel like you -- like you -- love me -- and understand me -- or something."
He kissed me sweetly on the lips. I don't think anyone was watching. I hope not. I don't like to flaunt my sexuality. "So you think you are completely over Luke?"
"Are you completely `over' Robert?" I countered. "Let's not go there, K? It was obvious that you held a lot of excess energy in regard to Robert. Well, I have not even examined how I feel about Luke yet. What I know is that there is this wonderful man sitting next to me -- one I love and am very sexually attracted to. One I feel free to love with all my heart if it works out that way. Maybe we can deal with the moment -- FOR the moment, huh?"
"Sorry I brought it up. I just -- sorry."
"We'll discuss it later. It needs to be discussed. Just not now. Right?"
"Right!"
We finished dinner and, thankfully, when we walked by the table Robert was sitting at, they were already gone.
We drove home and I didn't notice until I was half way out of the car that he was on his way around to open my door. "I know that we were not going to mention it any more, Bri, but -- I am not -- Robert -- I am -- a Man! I don't require the door to be opened for me. Unless it is just a courtesy because you got there first, I don't want to be treated like a -- a -- woman."
"Wow! You're right. I got so used to it with Robert! He just waited for me to open it. But I still like to think of myself as your -- protector. Is that okay?"
"Ye- yes. I think I like that! And I don't really know why -- but I do."
We walked to the door and he opened it for me. That was okay, he was opening it anyway. As I walked through, he goosed me! I jumped and when he closed the door, I shocked him by jumping at him, full frontal, and wrapped my legs around him. He caught me and almost stumbled, but righted himself, and said, "Well, should we bother to stop in the living room?"
"Not on my account!" I said. And I lay my head on his shoulder, and kissed his neck. He carried me into the bedroom. He kissed me on the cheek, then I presented my face to him, so he moved to my lips. I licked my lips, lapping slightly into his mouth. His tongue met mine, and we both opened our mouths simultaneously. I closed my eyes and felt myself being lowered on to the bed. In one fluid motion, he was on top of me. Brian was bigger than me by at least 25%, but it felt like nothing. Well, maybe nothing is not quite accurate. It felt nothing short of heavenly! He ground his hips and groin into mine. It was obvious through our trousers that we were both ready to party.
He reached down and undid my fly, and slipped my pants off. Then my shirt and tee. My shoes were already off, when we came in the door, but he removed my socks and shorts. I was completely naked. I felt vulnerable, but in a very good way. His eyes told me to lie still. He got up, removed his clothing and beckoned for me to follow him to the shower.
We got into the shower, he pushed the button, and immediately the perfect temperature of water sprayed from overhead as well as both sides. He walked around to the back of me, and wrapped his arms around me, having picked up a bar of soap. From the back, he washed my entire front and backside, caressing me so gently and so erotically. The way he firmly put upward pressure on my gonads, as only another guy could know. He stoked my piece only enough to wash it. Then he rinsed me off, being careful not to overly-excite my most sensitive places.
He then bent down and washed my lower legs and feet. It was then he encircled my little man with his mouth. He seemed to just know how to bring me to the very edge without blowing. I wanted to grab his head and fuck it, but I didn't.
Then I tried to duplicate what he had done to me. As I started to bob on him, he started to moan. I looked up. "Too late, Baby Boy, - go for it!" So I did. He started to squirm so much I wondered if he was going to fall down. He controlled himself and did not take over as he had the last time this happened. So the orgasm was not quite as intense, but he moaned and wailed as course after course of warm crème flowed from him to me and down my throat. It tasted better that the last time. When He was finished, he hugged my face to his crotch, and kept up a slow, involuntary thrusting. When his breathing started to normalize, I slipped up his body to his mouth and kissed him deeply.
He fell against the wall of the shower, and relaxed there a moment before leading me to the bed. We got in and facing each other, kissed once again. "It was not my plan to go off so quickly, Baby."
"I didn't think it was. Do you want to -- to go to sleep now?"
"NO WAY!" he exclaimed! "I couldn't sleep knowing you had been so close and not finished you off!"
"It's okay, really!" I said.
"No, THIS is okay!" he said as he bent to my little woody and took me in. He had a way of caressing with his tongue while at the same time sucking, that was really amazing. Maybe it was my small size that made it easy. Maybe a larger cock would have gotten in the way. Whatever it was, this was the first time I was glad to be so small!
The way he bent to take me in, presented his to me. So I took his softy in and started chewing and sucking on him. It wasn't long before he was raging hard again. So I started to match his motion on mine with motions of my own -- on his. This time I could feel him go even harder, and while not missing a beat or stroke on me, he grabbed my head, and thrust all the way in, holding it there until his impending eruption subsided. He was partially down my throat.
I could not breathe but it didn't matter. Very quickly I started to feel the cum rising up within me, and he must have felt it too, because he then let me go. What I did next surprised me. As I started to moan and tried to cry out with his piece in my mouth, my head seemed to automatically start bobbing again. We came together both bucking and convulsing on each other, screaming as much as we could with our mouths full. I don't know how, but somehow during all that, I ended up on top of him! I slipped and slurped my way up to his mouth. We were both dripping with an excess of cum, and as our mouths met, we licked and sucked at each others tongues and faces. My eyes were closed. I opened them, and his face was bathed in tears.
I whispered, "Are you okay, Bri?"
"Oh, Seth! I've never BEEN so okay! I just get emotional - or at least I did. It never happened before. It was like the most wonderful thing in the world just happened to me -- or maybe out of this world. If I had tried to stop the tears, it would not have been as good. These are tears of joy, baby. I love you so much!"
Then he collapsed under me. His eyes were wide open, but he seemed to be unconscious! "Bri." I said. "BRI! Say something!" No response. I was panicky! I slapped him. He gasped, and started breathing again. I didn't even notice until then that he had stopped! He looked left and right, then to me.
"How long was I out?"
"Only a moment! What happened? You scared the shit outa me!"
"It hasn't happened for years! I have a little nerve damage that happened playing football. It used to happen more often, but has not for a long time. It is a seizure. Like a brain fart! I would have told you, but thought -- well actually I forgot about it, so I didn't think at all. Are you okay?"
"Besides way too shaken for an eighteen year old? Yes. I am just to happy you are all right. This IS nothing to worry about -- isn't it?"
"I -- I think so. As I said it has not happened for a long time. It usually lasts longer. Something brought me out of it."
"I -- I slapped you -- hard! I'm so sorry!"
"No! It's okay! Whatever works!"
"If -- if it happens again, do you want me to -- slap you?"
"As I said -- whatever works. I feel fine. I didn't feel the slap."
I started to laugh a little then it turned into a cry. I collapsed on top of Brian, wrapped my arms around his neck and started bawling like a baby. I had no control. I was sobbing like a 4 year old.
"Seth -- Seth. It's okay! It hardly ever happens. Don't worry, baby!"
I got better control of myself and said, "I've had some horrible things happen to me, Brian. They all seem to come back to me when I get this scared -- and believe me -- I was scared shitless."
"SO! THAT's what I smelled!" And then he just pulled me into a tight, warm hug. "I want to protect you, Seth. I feel sorry that I can't protect you from this. I love you!"
"Thanks." He looked deeply, questioningly into my eyes. "Bri, I -- I love you -- I think. -- no! I do love you! But I have very little experience with this sort of thing. I see My brother -- and Craig -- and I see the love and devotion there -- and it's hard for me to say it, I guess, knowing and seeing that example.. But I do love you. I'm having a hard time sorting out my feelings, though."
"It's okay, Baby. Take your time. Just know that I love you -- more than I quite understand myself -- so we are not that much different."
"Bri -- please don't answer until you have thought about this -- Please? But -- do you still feel something for -- Robert -- even though he has been such an ass hole?"
"Wow, Seth. For such a youngster, you can ask the hard questions. Well, um -- Robert hurt me pretty bad. I wanted to hurt him back. But -- I just am not able to turn off my feeling -- my love -- like a faucet. So you are right. I still have -- feelings -- for him. It is completely nonsensical from a logical viewpoint, but I never claimed to be Spock!"
"Good."
"Good?"
"Yeah! Because even with all that I told you -- and it is all true -- I feel so free with you and so -- you are so easy for me to -- love -- but I --"
"But you still miss Luke?"
"Well -- yes! Maybe that's it. I miss him. I'm not even sure I ever loved him. But we connected on a level that -"
"That even you and I did not?"
"Dammit!" I said. "Stop it! But you're right. I am -- mixed up!"
"Seth, Baby Boy, When someone loses a loved one, and another comes along to fill the void -- no one can completely fill the void left by another. That's what makes us individuals. I will never fill Luke's shoes and you will not fill Roberts."
"For sure I will never fill his shorts!"
"That too! But it doesn't matter. Even that is wonderful. Your little guy is so -- cute -- and so much more -- satisfying - for me -- than that monster dick! There's someone for everyone. Robert was not the one for me. I want to believe that you are!"
"I DO love you, Bri! And I DO want to be protected. But can you be my lover , my father and my brother all rolled into one? Is that too weird? Am I too weird?"
"Not at all. They say most men marry their mothers! So since we are a little turned around -- by the world's standards -- maybe you married you dad -- and your brother. I am proud to be either -- or both!"
"Bri?"
"Yeah?"
"I think I'm ready."
"Ready?"
"Yeah."
"Ready for - ?"
"Sex."
"Now you are really -- confusing me. We just -"
"No, I mean full -- the real thing."
He almost whispered, "Anal?"
I heard a raspy, coarse whisper escape my lips: "yes."
"Maybe not now -- tonight?"
"I -- uh -- maybe not. But -"
"Seth, baby, that is not going to make you love me more -- or vice versa. It is maybe a product of love, but certainly not reason for it."
"I -- uh -- yeah -- I guess. I feel like such an idiot!"
"Seth, a little while ago you told me you liked my honesty. Well, I like yours! Please don't ever feel like you are an idiot because of your feelings. We both have a lot of growing to do -- in different areas. So take advantage of my experience. And I will take advantage of your enthusiasm!"
"I really do love you, more and more -- the more I know you -- the more I love you!"
"I think I hear a song coming on!"
He turned the light off and this time it was I who fell asleep in his arms. I felt warm, content -- and yes -- protected.
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