Dreams and Satin Sheets By: Eric W.
Disclaimer: This story is a work of pure fiction created by my imagination. Certain parts of this story will contain sex between consenting adult male partners. This story is homosexual in nature and should only be viewed by those over the required age in your area. If you are reading this story and are not of that age then I do not want to know so please don't tell me.
Author's Note: Well I suppose if you have made it to Chapter 6 then you actually like my story. I am planning on making this story a little more interesting but I am not sure how yet. One more thing, this chapter is a hard one for me to write. It made me deal with some demons and I am hoping that you will enjoy it. I have also received some feedback that leads me to believe that some of you think that this story is based on my life. Well in a way it is. Many of the characters do exist but the names have been changed. What makes this story fiction is the fact that I have rewritten our lives. My life has only just begun and I am just now working toward my degree. To clarify further Josh is not real. He is purely fiction and I have never met anyone even like him. Scott is real, his name has been changed though. The events which are told in this chapter are very real. So I suppose I should get on with the story and leave any further comments to the end. So here we go with chapter six.
Chapter Six: Skeletons in the Closet
The music was pumping loudly and the air conditioning wasn't working as well as I wished it would. It had been several weeks since I had worked that dreadful shift at the hospital. Josh and I had settled into a pattern. Everyday after work we would either be at my place or his. One of us would prepare dinner then we would just cuddle while we did something the rest of the night.
This particular night we had decided to go to a club. We had gone out for dinner that night and then on to Flame, one of the local gay bars. It had been a fun night and we had an excellent time dancing. Josh was a great dancer and all that grinding had left me a little, well hot. I couldn't wait until I got him home and away from the prying eyes of the patrons of the club.
We were waiting in line at the bar for a drink to cool us off. After I had my margarita and Josh was taking a long drink from his beer, we began to make our way back to our table. Before we reached the table my eyes locked on a figure walking towards us. My breath caught in my throat and I stopped moving.
"Baby, what's wrong?" Josh asked worriedly.
"Nothing, umm can we go now?" I asked not looking him in the eyes.
"Yeah sure but what happened, you were having such a good time just a few minutes ago?" He asked again carefully.
"We will talk about it later just get me outta here." I said slightly forceful.
But before we could make it to the exit I heard something that made my blood run almost cold.
"Scott, Is that you?" the voice asked.
I turned around slowly and looked into those steel blue eyes.
"Hello Lee" I said slowly.
"God it's been forever. How've you been?" he asked.
"I'm doing ok. Lee I would like you to meet Josh. Josh this is Lee. Josh is my boyfriend." I said as I felt Josh squeeze my hand.
They exchanged pleasantries and then we fell into an awkward silence. My hand was trembling and Josh was looking in my direction with an increasingly worried expression. I was thinking about when Lee and I were together. My chest became tight and I was finding it harder and harder to breathe. I had to get out of this place.
"Well Lee, I hate to run off but we need to get going. I'm very tired and Josh is as well. It was nice seeing you again." I said and left no room for argument. I turned swiftly and left dragging a confused josh behind me.
Once outside I leaned against the wall of the club and tried to breathe normally, but to no avail.
"Baby what's wrong?" he asked sounding very worried.
I was still trying to catch my breath and managed to choke out a one word explanation. "Asthma," I said breathlessly.
Josh wrapped an arm around my shoulder and began pulling me towards the car. Once I was safely in the passenger's seat I began feverishly digging through the glove compartment. I searched frantically until my hands wrapped around the small yellow cylinder. Taking it out I took two puffs off of the inhaler and felt my lungs began to relax.
After my breathing had returned to normal I felt tears pricking my eyes and once again Josh looked worried.
"Baby, what's wrong? It's killing me to see you like this." He said while lightly stroking my cheek.
"Let's go home and I'll explain there. Not here." I said referring to the parking lot where we sat.
He started my car and we began the ride back to the house. It seemed we were going to stay at my house tonight. My mind began to wonder and before I knew it we were pulling into my garage.
We wordlessly exited the car and then went into the house. I went straight up the stairs and began to get ready for bed. I went into the bathroom and brushed my teeth. As I was coming back out into the bedroom I was suddenly overcome with emotion. All those old feelings came back again and I collapsed to my knees. Josh was at my side instantly.
"Baby, please tell me what's wrong." He nearly begged.
I hugged Josh tightly and sobbed into his arm. He didn't ask again he just held me and rubbed my back telling me that it was going to be okay. All of those feelings that I had suppressed for so long were beginning to surface again. Suddenly I shoved Josh away and walked over to the window. Staring out over the water I felt the tears burning streaks down my face as I thought of seeing Lee again.
Josh gave me the space that I needed and I loved him for it. I was thinking of what I was going to do now. When I had reached my decision I turned to face Josh. Only Josh wasn't there. I was alone in my bedroom. I began sobbing once more. I had pushed away the only person that I felt loved me. I felt a hand on my shoulder, a familiar hand that I knew well. Josh.
I turned to him and once again began sobbing on his shoulder. After my tears had subsided Josh got up and crossed to the nightstand.
"I thought you might be needing this." He said handing me a small glass.
"Thanks." I said draining the clear liquid from the glass. The vodka burned on the way down but it would give me the confidence that I would be in need of shortly.
"Come on baby, let's go to bed. I have some things to explain." I said crawling between the cool satin sheets.
He disrobed and joined me in the bed. I felt his arms around my waist as he spooned me from behind. His head rested on my shoulder as he waited for me to begin. Feeling the vodka beginning to take effect I began my story.
"The man you met tonight, Lee, was my first lover. It began in High School and to start with it was mostly experimentation. We fooled around a little sometimes, after school, but nothing major. A hand job, me sucking him off, things like that. We spent more and more time together and talked a lot. We talked about family, hopes, dreams, and us. Mostly it was about us." I said quietly.
"We would talk for hours about ourselves. Then one day I worked up the nerve to tell him that I thought I might be bisexual. Which was the furthest thing from the truth. I have known I am gay since my eighth grade year, but I just wanted to test the waters. I know that everyone experiments when they're young and thought that he might be doing that as well. Until he said that he thought he might be too." I was still speaking quietly and Josh was not saying anything but every so often he would place a kiss on my cheek to remind me he was there for me.
"I was happy when he told me this and was hoping that he would want to be with me. One of the main things we had talked about was our virginity. He wanted to have sex so bad because in the small town where we grew up, there wasn't much else to do. After our talk that day he began to show an interest in going farther than we had been. He wanted to have sex. With me." This was getting harder and harder to tell because unlike Josh, I knew how the story ended.
"Late one year in July he and I were goofing off at his grandmother's house. She was going out to visit some friends and told us to watch the house. Her son was temporarily staying with her but he had taken his son to a baseball game which we had declined the invitation to attend. I was busy in the kitchen making myself a cup of coffee when I felt his hands on me. Not just a friendly touch. A touch that was like fire, and filled with lust." Josh was rubbing my back at this time and just being there like I needed him to be.
"When his hands reached the front of my shorts he looked me in the eyes and began to knead my growing erection. He then began leading me to the back bedroom in the house which was occupied by his cousin, the one playing baseball that day. We sat down on the bed and continued our playing'. Moments later he went into the bathroom and returned with a small jar of Vaseline. He placed it beside the bed and asked me if I wanted to try it. I was unsure and told him that I didn't know. His exact words to me were drop'em'." I was beginning to breath heavily again and my lungs were slightly stinging. Josh picked up on this and went into the bathroom returning a second later with my inhaler.
"Here boo," he said handing me the cylinder.
I took two puffs off of it and waited as Josh settled back into bed behind me. Once my breathing had slowed I continued with my story.
"As I was hesitantly removing my pants and boxers he had completely stripped and was stroking his cock which was now very slick. After I had removed my clothes he told me to bend over the bed. Once again I complied and the next thing I felt was his cold slick finger probing me from behind. After he had inserted his finger he quickly removed it and replaced it with his very large cock. In one quick movement he had impaled me with his dick and I was nearly screaming in pain." I described those events like a coroner describing a corpse. I had felt josh tense behind me and thought for a second that it might be as hard to hear as to tell. I quickly decided that I was wrong.
"I asked him to stop, but he didn't. I told him to just hold still for a second, but he wouldn't. So at that point I did the only thing I could stand to do. I buried my face in the pillow and waited for it to be over. It came soon enough. He was putting on his clothes and I was lying there on the bed. I got up and dressed quietly. Then he turned to me and said the words I will never forget. `Guess we're not virgins anymore'. After saying that he turned and left the room." I was in tears by this point and Josh was hanging on to me for dear life.
"After that day we continued having sex. It was a type of mutual agreement that we were sort of dating. We continued this arrangement for a year and a half. In that time Lee never once made love to me. It was pure sex. It was always fast, and fairly rough. After that first time I began to slowly change my behavior. He had me exactly where he wanted me. All he needed to do was say please babe' or come on sweetie' and I would most likely do it. Anything from homework, to cleaning his room, to laundry, I did it. Whenever we were at his house, or mine, or anywhere for that matter, I always made him something to eat. I became something of a servant for him, and a toy." I could feel Josh's tears on my neck but had not the strength to wipe them away. I was numb and as long as I was telling this story I would be.
"During our time together, we had some good times, but not many. Whenever we were spending the night with one another, which was a rare treat, he never held me. After we had sex he would lay beside me and whenever I tried to snuggle up to him I would be pushed away. As I would lie on one side quietly crying he lay on the other. If I dared to let him know I was crying he would leave the room and sleep on the couch." I said still feeling completely numb. My words flowed but I did not hear my voice.
"Having sex with Lee was not a fun experience but I thought he loved me so I tolerated it. Whenever we fucked he would watch straight porn. He would watch the TV and not me while he fucked me. While we were dating he was dating women. I overlooked that and pretended not to care whenever he talked about almost fucking someone. I also worked my own magic in breaking everyone of them up before they had sex." I said almost grinning but not quite.
"Then I went on vacation, I was visiting my sister who lived at Myrtle Beach. I was there for a week then came back home. When I arrived home he called me and wanted to come spend the night with me. I happily agreed wanting to see my baby after a week. We spent a nice evening together and we actually cuddled on my bed a little. Then once again the inevitable happened and we had sex. After we were finished I was surprised that he was actually a little gentler this time. Then he said we needed to talk. He said that this is a mistake, that we should have never been together and that he wasn't bisexual, that he was straight. When he said those words my world fell apart." At this point I began sobbing again and Josh tried to comfort me as best he could, but this was a deep wound that was mostly healed but not fully.
"Do you know how much it hurts to hear that almost two years of your life was nothing more than a mistake? After hearing those words I went crazy and cried myself to sleep that night, and many thereafter. In two weeks time I had become numb and I stayed that way for over a year. I threw myself into my work and then I went on to college and continued working hard and didn't let up until I started working at the hospital." I was nearly finished and I was extremely glad that this trip down memory lane was about to be over.
"Josh?" I asked.
"Yeah boo?" he said huskily. I could tell he had been crying.
"I wish I could have given you my virginity. I love you so much. I would trade those two years that I was caught up in that mess with him, for one minute with you. You make me feel special, like you want me and only me. Don't ever leave me. " I said as the emotional rollercoaster I had been on for the last hour finally ended and I drifted off to sleep in the arms of my angel.
*Josh's Point of View
I sat stroking Scott's hair watching him rest. This had taken a lot out of him to tell me this and I wanted to do something special for him.
I sat watching him sleep with the same thought replaying in my mind. How could anyone hurt such a precious angel? He is a good person and deserves to be treated so. I am going to make damn sure no one hurts him ever again.
"Good night boo, I love you more than I can show, but I am going to spend my life trying." I said to a sleeping Scott then settled down to join him in sleep.
To Be Continued...
Well there it is. Finally a sort of villain in the story. This was a very difficult chapter for me to write because it rehashed a lot of old memories. I would appreciate some feedback on this Chapter because it is going to be kind of a turning point in the story.
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