Determination to succeed! By Benme_over Edited by Drew Hunt
Authors Notes:-
This story contains Sex between men. If you are under 18 in the Uk (or appropriate legal age in your country) please stop reading here. If such mentioned material may offend you please stop reading too. This story is fiction and any resemblance to reality is pure coincidence.
Though this story may involve unsafe sex (It is only fiction), and I believe in playing safe (look after yourself and your partner).
Hope you enjoy my story, and of course please email me with your comments good or bad. It is always nice for us writers to know other's are reading our stories, and know what readers think of the stories as they develop.
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CHAPTER six - Sea of Change.
I was awoken by the sound of birds chirping. It was early morning, Jase was still sound asleep. My head was laid on his chest, I listened to his heart beating, feeling warm and content. I lay there for hours until the sunlight woke Jase up.
He smiled as I looked up at him then I gently kissed him. We laid there for another hour or so, silent but for the noise of the chirping birds. We didn't need to talk or to touch, We had the language of love, our inner selves were doing all the talking.
"Morning Guys, don't forget I have to go to the cash and carry this morning, so I need you two to man the cafe." Bill said as he knocked on our door.
"Ok Dad, we'll be out in a minute." Jase replied. "Well love I suppose its time to get up." Jase said to me after he gave me a kiss.
"Yes I suppose so." I replied as we both sat up in bed getting ourselves ready for the day ahead.
The day was like any other, we worked a 12-14 hour shift in the cafe, then it was home to wash eat and then off to bed. Pretty much the same happened all through the summer. The cafe wasn't really making a profit, and at the end of the holiday season, Bill sat both Jase and me down and announced that the proprietor of the arcade had offered to buy back the lease of the cafe area. Apparently a big fast food chain wanted to open up in the arcade. Bill went on to tell us that he'd been offered a substantial amount of money for the lease, this would allow him to open up a cafe somewhere in Spain.
So there it was, just when things were looking up for me, a spanner was thrown into the works. Bill had offered both Jase and me the option to join him in his new venture. Jase and I discussed our options as we walked along the beach that night. We eventually decided to give it a go, after all what did we have to lose?
Over the next month or so we packed everything up, Bill went over to Spain viewing potential cafe/bars. He narrowed the choice down to three. He took Jase and I over to view them. The choice was unanimous; we went for a licensed cafe-bar in the seaside town of Salou. The cafe-bar needed some work doing to it before the following season. It had been empty for a few months, and vandals had pretty much trashed the place. Bill decided to stay on in Salou to find a flat for us to live in. Jase and I returned to Blackpool to pack up our belongings and tidy up any unfinished business etc.
A Few days after Jase and I had returned to Blackpool Bill phoned to say he had found the perfect apartment, it was within walking distance of the cafe, and it even had a sea view. The apartment came ready furnished, so Jase and I held a sort of garden sale to sell off Bills furniture.
We eventually Joined Bill back in Salou. The apartment was spacious, having a fresh but still homely feel to it. It was the end of October, and we were aiming to open for the Christmas period. By day it would be a licensed Cafe, and by night it would be a pub.
It took a lot of work to clean the place down to its shell, then we had to decorate and furnish it. But by mid November the cafe-bar was looking brand new. Of course most of Bills money had been spent on the five-year leases for the apartment and Cafe, as well as for the furnishings in the cafe.
We opened on the first of December, and as expected business was slow at first. Bill had named the place 'Little England' as he had decided that it would be themed around England, offering a traditional English menu by day, and after 8 pm it would turn into a European style dance-bar.
"Well guys we've done it. Well almost, I still can't find a DJ." Bill said.
"Well dad I think I might have an answer for your problem." Jase stated as he looked at me.
"What do you mean son?"
"Well dad I think you should give Ben a trial on the turntables, he told me that he did it once or twice in his dad's pub, and the regulars wanted Ben to do it every weekend. But because of his age, his dad didn't want him to do it, so he went back to collecting glasses." Jase had repeated what I had told him one night, he almost repeated my comments word for word.
"Ben would you like a trial run?" asked Bill
"Wow, oh yes please." I replied excitedly.
"Ok then you can start tonight seeing as its Friday."
Wow my luck was definitely in with this opportunity. I had moved over to Spain with Jase and Bill, expecting to wait on tables by day and either serve behind the bar or collect glasses in the evening.
"Hay thanks Jase, I don't know how I can repay your kindness." I told him as his dad went to the cafe.
"I can think of a few ways lover-boy." He said lasciviously, he had a smile on his face.
"Mmmmm, but you will have to catch me first!" I said smiling back at him, before I took off running. He chased me as I ran on ahead. Our cat and mouse chase around the town ended in the middle of a wooded area. Jase eventually managed to pin me to a very old tree. He started kissing me, as well as rubbing my cock and balls through my jeans. Of course my cock went rock hard in a matter of seconds. I then felt him unzipping my jeans and sliding his hand into my fly. He started working on my cock as soon as his hand was inside my jeans fumbling to find the fly of my boxers. However he soon discovered that I wasn't wearing any undies, so he went straight for my hard and throbbing cock. I was horny probably too horny if the truth be known.
"MMMM, payback time I think Ben." He teased. He was still working my cock in his fist.
My cock was drooling with pre-cum, which was all the lubricant he needed to ease his hand up and down my shaft. I was still pinned up against the rough bark of the tree trunk, as Jase kept up his teasing of my cock bringing me to the brink of climax. He kept stopping just before I went over the edge. Then he held me firmly in his hands, he lunged his tongue into my mouth, we kissed passionately then he started working my cock again.
After the first three goes I was pleading with him to let me cum. Telling him I would do anything if he let me cum. He eventually conceded, he took my cock into his mouth, with only a couple of strokes of his lips down my shaft I was shooting cum like I'd never done before. The jets of semen were shooting down his throat like a machinegun in wartime. I didn't count how many jets of cum I shot into his welcoming mouth, but by the time I had finished I was a wreck, shivering with exhaustion and soaked in sweat. I just slid down the tree trunk until I was sitting on the ground. Jase sat next to me, both of us were silent for a good while.
"How did you learn to do that Jase?" I asked after regaining my composure.
"Your not the only one with a colourful past my sweet one." He replied pinching my nose.
"Who ever taught you that technique deserves to be mentioned in the new years honours." I replied.
Then I started kissing him all over. He took off his t-shirt allowing me to continue my oral exploration of his upper body. I worked my tongue and lips all over his gorgeous chest, nipping each nipple in my teeth being careful not to bite him. He began moaning. As I worked my way down to his belly button I was undoing his jeans, which allowed me to get hold of his cock. Of course he was rock hard, he'd probably been so since he started playing with my cock. I took his lead and started working his cock to the brink. Then I moved my attention to other parts of his wonderful body. Once his urge to cum had subsided a little, I would go back to his raging hard on. Unlike Jase though I was using only my mouth. He was wriggling around in the leaf-covered ground. He had been on the verge only twice before I got to taste his golden semen.
Again we sat silent for a while, until the clouds broke and it started raining hard. We ran home hand in hand soaked to the skin, neither of us had a care in the world.
Looking back on it all now, it was such a happy period of my life, though I was always careful not to get too complacent, just in case the bubble burst and my dream ended, or my past came back to haunt me.
I took up bills offer of a tryout as the DJ, and I must have impressed him with my mixing abilities and my banter, because he decided to stick with me. I was on cloud nine. I had someone to love and who loved me in return; money, nice hot place to live and a job that was more like a hobby.
During the months after Christmas, the cafe became more and more popular, and by the beginning of the holiday season we were working to capacity. Nightclub owners approached me to go and work for them. Of course I was flattered by the attention but I always turned down their offers. I was happy where I was. Although my dream was to own my own nightclub, I was quite content to continue working at Bills bar.
We worked flat out throughout the summer, hardly having time to sleep, but it was worth it and it was fun. At the low season in October Jase and I returned to the UK, we were going on a whistle stop tour of our relatives and friends. Bill had arranged cover for us whilst we were away.
We touched down in Manchester and started our journey visiting Jase's relatives who were spread out between Manchester and Blackpool. His family seemed to be really close and very open minded, even about our sexuality. I was expecting to have to sleep in separate rooms let alone separate beds, but there was none of that. We were treated like any other visiting relatives. I liked his aunt's, uncles, his nieces and his nephews. For once in my life I felt like I had a family. A family who accepted me.
At the end of the first week we headed to my home town, we booked into a hotel a couple of streets away from my Dad's pub. I didn't want to visit but Jase insisted it would be a good thing to try and patch things up with my dad. I told him that we would be wasting our time, but I eventually gave in. We packed our cases the afternoon before, so we would be ready for an early start the following morning. His favourite Aunty and Uncle took us out for an Indian meal. I found out all the little embarrassing things that Jase had done in his childhood, and much to his horror, when we returned to their home his aunt dug out some pictures of Jase as a kid. He was cute even back then.
Next morning we got up around six, setting off about an hour later, so missing the heavy traffic. Once we had booked into the hotel, we went for a snack, then we walked to my dad's pub. Nothing much had changed it still had that same smell of staleness to it. As we came through the door, I spotted many of the same faces which were there when I had left, though the bar staff had changed and they didn't know who I was when I asked for my dad. Jase and I waited a little while, till mum appeared.
My mum came over to us, "oh son it's good to see you again, I've been trying to get hold of you for months." She said.
"I'm living in Spain now mum, I'm really doing well." I told her. "Oh by the way this is Jase my partner." I continued to tell her as I noticed her worrisome expression.
"Hi Jase. Sorry son but I think you should come upstairs and see your dad." She said quietly.
"Why mum what's up?" I asked.
"Your dad isn't well son, that's why I've been trying to find you." she told me holding back her tears. "Oh what's happened to our family Son." she added as the tears started to role down her cheeks.
She took us through the bar then we went upstairs to the living quarters. She led us through to my dad who was sat up in bed. I didn't know what I was expecting to see, as mum didn't tell us what had happened, but when I saw dad sat there looking weak and old, so very old. I had to do a double take to recognise him.
"Hello son." Dad said in a slurred voice.
"Oh dad what's happened? Why are you like this?"
"Son I'm very ill, I have suffered two strokes in the last year, then last week the Doctor told me the tests that I'd had recently showed cancer on my lungs." He started crying.
"Son your dad is terminally ill, they didn't find out about the cancer until last week. They think that he's had it for a long while now, and it has spread too far to be treated." Both mum and dad were sobbing now.
I was dumbfounded and confused. Once again my world was crashing down around me. I just didn't expect this kind of news.
"Son can we have a chat in private please? There's a lot I want to say to you" dad asked me.
Mum took Jase to the lounge, and I went and sat at the side of dad's bed.
"Son I'm so sorry for the way I behaved, I'm not proud about the way I acted back then. I told myself at the time that I only had your best interests at heart, when in fact I was only concerned about what others might say." He confessed weeping almost hysterically.
"Dad I forgive you." I heard myself saying without even hesitating.
"Thanks son, I'm very grateful, but I don't think I really deserve your forgiveness."
I couldn't bring myself to hold a grudge or hate him any longer. He wasn't the same man that I walked away from.
"Son I haven't got that much time left to make things up to you, for all the hurt I caused you." He tapered off as he continued weeping.
"Ssssh dad that's the past, all I want is for you to accept my lifestyle and Jase as my partner." I told him tearfully.
"I've had a lot of time to think about things, and I can honestly say that I totally accept both."
I leant over and hugged his weak and skinny body. On the way up to dads pub I was thinking how bad things were back then, about how I hated him, really hated him. But now confronting him, I couldn't hate him any longer. It wasn't just because he was ill. No I realised that he had changed, his outlook on life was different, and he was sincere about accepting me and Jase. We talked for a good hour or so, I told him everything that had happened since I had left mother in Blackpool. I told him about how I met Jase, I also told him all about the bar/cafe in salou.
"Well son you look really well and very happy. You don't know how pleased that makes me feel, especially after what I put you through."
"Dad lets have a fresh start, we can't change the past, but I want us to have as good a future as your cancer will let us."
"Ok son, thanks. Now you better go through to Jase and your mum. I need to have a sleep now. Come back to see me later, and bring Jase with you>" He winked at me as I left his room heading to the lounge.
Jase and I talked to my mum for a while. We had a sandwich, then she left us as she had some paperwork to do, a stock take or something like that. I used this time alone to fill Jase in on the details of my conversation with Dad.
"See Ben I told you we had to visit your Dad." He pointed out to me.
"Yes I Know Jase, thanks for pushing me, I wouldn't know how I would have reacted if I didn't get to see him before he passed away."
After we'd finished talking, I returned to my dad's bedside, this time Jase came with me. We talked for two straight hours. It was obvious that dad was being sincere when he had told me that he both accepted my sexuality and Jase as my partner.
Mum insisted that we both stay at the pub. So Jase and I walked round to the hotel and packed our cases and moved into the pub. As we sat and ate our evening meal, I suddenly realised that I had truly forgiven my dad for his actions of a couple of years earlier.
I was finding it hard to accept the fact that my dad was dying and there was nothing anyone could do to save him from his fate.
Dad had deeply hurt me, but it was time to move on, time to bury the past and look forward to the future. For me to do this I had to visit those dark painful times of a few years ago. Maybe now I would stop having nightmares which had been reoccurring ever since the day that John had committed suicide in prison.
End of chapter 6
TO be continued
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