Disclaimer: This story concerns mainly homosexual men and their lives, relationships and sexual activities. It was inspired only by my visions and invention. This tale is entirely fictional. If there are any similarities to actual people, places or events, it is purely coincidental.
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Christopher
His eyes are dazzling, they're so blue I think I'm going to fall into them head first. He's finally looking at me, with a heartrending look of fear and desperation. He looks so rejected, all huddled up, legs drawn tightly up to his chest surrounded by those poor arms. Well, there's only one thing to do.
Ryan
He's getting up, shit. I knew I shouldn't have shown him, he's gonna leave now, I lost the chance to make a friend. Hold on, what's he doing? He's gently moving me forward and sliding behind me. His back against the tree and me in between his legs, he's pulling me back now. Nestling my head on his torso with his arms wrapped around me,
'Don't worry Ryan, it doesn't make a difference to me.'
Christopher
I hope he doesn't mind this, I just wanted to be able to comfort him properly, he looked like he needed physical contact, to feel love. He's started shaking, his whole body wracked with anguish. I just hold him tighter and pray that he'll be ok. I know I haven't known him for very long but there's a connection between us. I don't know what it is but it's there.
Ryan
I'm such a fucking wimp, I'm crying now, as if revealing one of my deepest secrets to a relative stranger I'm now crying wrapped in his arms. He started holding me even tighter when I started shaking, I always do that when I'm upset or scared. I feel so safe in his arms, as if nothing could touch me. I don't know why but I feel so close to him, as if we've known each other our entire lives. I kinda feel relieved though, it's nice to have someone else who knows.
Christopher
I hope telling me made him feel better. I know it's cheesy but a trouble shared is a trouble halved, at least, that's what my Grandmother always says!
He's calming down a bit more now, relaxing back against me. It feels so right having him in my arms. I'm just looking down at his spiky blonde head. Suddenly, he looks up at me, and brokenly whispers,
'Thanks.'
'No problem Ry, anytime you want to talk I'm here.'
Ryan
I don't want to move, I feel secure and protected in his arms. But I know I should. I reluctantly pull up and turn around. Looking into his beautifully intense eyes, I try to read his feelings. Most people would be repulsed by the scene I just did, they'd be looking for ways to escape, but all I can see in him is compassion.
'Sorry about that, it kinda...'
'Don't be silly Ryan, you were upset, it's completely understandable. You don't have to apologise, telling me took a lot of guts and you must be hurting inside. I'm here if you want to talk.'
'Thanks, it's the first time I've ever shown anyone and I guess it all got too much.'
He's getting up now, taking my hands and pulling me up with him. Suddenly his strong arms are around me, patting me on the back.
'You don't have to thank me for that, I just wanted to help. Plus, I know we haven't known each other very long but I feel like we have some kind of connection, like we've been friends forever.'
You mean it's not just me who feels that?? Maybe...
Christopher
I shouldn't have hugged him but I wanted to show him that I didn't mind. At least he didn't seem creeped out when I mentioned the bond I feel with him. I didn't mean to mention it in case he got the wrong idea, well the right idea actually.
He's a lot more together now, seems like he's a lot happier. He's bent down to pick up the bracelets scattered on the green grass and is slowly putting them back on, one by one. He's looking more confident as they go on, like a strong mask that conceals his vulnerability. Finally he's turned to me and once again looks like the self assured gorgeous guy I met at the airport.
'This is the last time I'll say this CB but thanks.'
'That had better be the last time, you wouldn't want me to get annoyed would you?! And it's Chris, not CB, we're mates, ok?'
'Sounds alright to me!'
Ryan
Thank God that's over, I'm gonna take Chris back to his Aunt and Uncle's place. I want to get my head together, away from him for a while. I want to tell him I'm gay but I still don't how he'd react. He's going to want to know about the cuts but they're all intertwined.
Christopher
We're walking through the streets of MANHATTAN!! It's so amazing, to be here, I haven't been before, I've been to a lot of countries, but never to the only place I have relatives, apart from England of course. The vibe just walking down the street is fantastic! I can't quite enjoy it fully though, I'm still thinking about Ryan. He looks better now but he must still be hurting.
We've just got to Lyn and Michael's place, it's really nice. It's a top floor penthouse in a massive block of flats. There's a massive living space with loads of different areas. There's an open plan kitchen where Lyn and Michael are, he's cooking, standing at the hob with four different pans bubbling away. She's perched on the black granite breakfast bar, glass of wine in hand, chatting and giggling. As we approach the kitchen she looks round and gives us one of her stunning smiles,
'Come on over guys. Did you have fun?'
'I really enjoyed it, Ryan and I took some time to get to know each other. He took me to, um, is it Madison Square Garden?'
'Yeah, we decided just to chill and do the tourist stuff another day. Anyway, I'd better go now so...;
'You are joining us for dinner later aren't you Ryan?'
'If you're sure it's not too much trouble then I'd like to.'
'It's no trouble at all, I always over cook anyway, and I'm sure you and Chris will want to do something afterwards.'
'Well, if you're sure Michael, thanks, that would be great. I have some stuff I need to do first though, so what time would you like me?'
'About 8 would be great, that gives us all a few hours to get ready and I'm sure CB wants a rest!'
'See you then everyone. Chris, I'll organise something for tonight, ok? It'll be fun.'
He gives me one of those heart melting looks and turns and leaves, giving me plenty of time to enjoy the sight of his tight arse walking away.
Ryan
Okay, well I've got some time to think now. I can't wait to see Chris again tonight, I have a plan for the evening...
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