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Only a week has passed since Chris returned from supporting his best friend Gill at his wife's funeral. That event weighs heavily on his mind as he sits down to finish his story. He decides he has to weave that experience into the plot. It will provide some relief for the emotional experience he has had with Gill.
Fantasies For Life: Chapter 8
Rick's life continued uneventfully until one day a curious letter arrived in the mail. The first thing he noticed was it had no return address. The letter inside started by stating the writer was trying to contact a certain person who had the same name as Rick. It said that person would have been in the Air Force stationed in Taiwan during the same time Rick was there. Then it said if the reader did not have any knowledge of that person to disregard the letter and to forgive the intrusion. But...But...if the reader had any knowledge of that person please call or write, and gave a phone number and address. The address was in Virginia Beach, Virginia. Rick began to get excited. That's where Glenn was from. Was it possible Glenn was trying to find him? Rick thought about that letter for two days before he got the courage to call.
"Hello?"
"Glenn?"
"Yes, who is this?"
"This is Rick. You know any good Chinese restaurants?"
"Oh my God, Rick, you got my letter, I found you, how are you, talk buddy, talk."
Rick couldn't talk immediately because he was laughing so hard. "Slow down and give me a chance, buddy. My God, it's good to hear your voice."
The two friends talked for over forth-five minutes. The conversation flowed so swiftly and smoothly it was like they had talked just last week. Finally Glenn said, "We just have to get together. I've missed you. And now that I hear your voice I know I have to see you. Any chance we could get together?"
"You bet there is!" Rick said. "Let me check my schedule and see what I can do. I can probably get a pass to Norfolk."
Three weeks later Rick walked up the jetway into the terminal. He looked around but didn't spot Glenn at first. Then, out of nowhere, a body with arms grabbed and hugged him.
"Rick! Rick! It's great to see you again." Rick recognized the voice immediately but the man he saw was much different than the one he had stored in his memory. This man was big. Same height, but 270 lb. big. Once Rick's brain absorbed and recomputed this data, he was able to react like he expected.
"Glenn, old buddy! Gosh it's good to see you again. Let me look at you." Rick stepped back and surveyed Glenn's expanded physique trying not to show his surprise. The only thing that mattered was the reunion between two aging men with a bond that never broke. Finally Rick stretched his arms out in a welcoming gesture. "Come here, buddy. Let me give you a big hug." They embraced again.
Glenn grabbed Rick's carry-on bag and whisked him out of the terminal and to Glenn's home where Rick was introduced to Nancy, Glenn's wife. Rick thought a polite description of Nancy would be 'Rubenesque'. Glenn played the perfect host while Nancy prepared a huge dinner of fried chicken, mashed potatoes, green beans and yeast rolls. For desert Nancy served pecan pie. Rick thought it was easy to see why Glenn and Nancy were so big. They sat around after dinner sipping a good wine and getting caught up on events since their last meeting. After leaving the Navy, Glenn returned home and enrolled in the local university. He met Nancy; they married and had a daughter Jane and a son Jack. They were about the same ages as Rick' kids. Glenn was hired by the university and eventually advanced to a senior position in the administration. He had retired six months ago and was learning how to function with no demands on his time. At 10:00 PM Glenn suggested it was time for him to hit the sack. Rick retired to the guestroom, which had a private bath. He was still too stuffed to sleep so he laid in bed thinking about Glenn and how big he was.
The next day Nancy went to work while Glenn gave Rick a tour of the city and the university. They had lunch at a well-known fast food place. Glenn ate the double burger with everything on it and Rick found a salad he could eat. They began talking about computers and Glenn admitted he needed to buy one. Until he retired he used one provided by the university but now needed one for the house. So, the two 'boys', as Rick was beginning to think of themselves, went from one store to another looking at computers and furniture. They had a great time being juvenile and laughing and acting like they did when they were twenty years old in Taiwan. That evening Glenn said he was taking Rick to the country club for dinner to give Nancy the night off. Rick met a number of Glenn's friends, lawyers, bankers, doctors, and accountants. Glenn tore into a rare stake with baked potato and sour cream plus lots of other high calorie treats. Rick had grilled chicken with rice and still felt stuffed. The next morning Rick had to leave so he could get back home in time to start another trip. While sitting in the first class section on the way home, Rick felt soooo good about seeing Glenn again. Glenn just had a way about him that seemed to enliven Rick's spirit. Rick was sure that deep down there was a true love between the two men. He felt happy.
Rick's married life was in for some adjustments. He and his wife, although good friends decided it was time to live apart. Their sex life had been nonexistent for some time and she wanted to move back to her hometown in Ohio so she could be closer to some of her high school and college friends. And, her mother needed more attention. Rick was not the least bit interested in small town life. He had escaped it once and was not about to go back. Plus, the location was very inconvenient to his flying job. Between them they worked out a plan where they sold the big house and divided the money and investments equally. Rick would send her half of his monthly salary and make sure she was well provided for. There was much more money than either would ever need. And, by not going through legal divorce proceedings they saved court and lawyer expenses. Rick found a nice three-bedroom apartment with all kinds of amenities. He turned the small bedroom into a den/office, which could double as a guestroom when the kids and grandkids came to visit.
About three months later Rick returned home from a trip and went through his mail and answering machine messages. The last message recorded that morning was from Glenn asking him to call.
"Hello?"
"Hi buddy. Rick. You called."
"Rick..." Glenn paused for a moment; there was a tone of sadness in his voice. "Nancy is gone... Heart attack yesterday."
"Oh, Glenn. I'm so sorry to hear that. How are you doing?"
"Rick, can you come? I need you." Rick was puzzled. In Glenn's saddest moment, with all his friends and family around him, he was reaching out to his long time buddy for support.
"I'll be there this evening. Are you at home?"
"Yes. I'll have Jane pick you up at the airport."
"Glenn, let me rent a car. I'm sure Jane has plenty on her mind and lots to do. And you can never have too many cars. Can you suggest a hotel?"
"OK, you're right about the car and Jane is pretty preoccupied. But I want you to stay here with me. OK?"
"OK." Rick didn't even hesitate. He knew Glenn would win and an argument was the last thing the guy needed at this point. "See you this evening."
"Thanks, buddy."
The next couple of days were hectic. Glenn wanted Rick with him all the time. Rick began to feel out of place at times, especially when family matters were being discussed. After the funeral everyone kind of disappeared, melted into the landscape. That night was when Glenn needed Rick the most. Until then some of Glenn's family had been staying with him. Now he was alone, except for Rick. For dinner they ordered out for pizza and sat around the kitchen table talking. Rick became a listening post as Glenn talked. He reminisced about his life with Nancy. He cried. He laughed. But mostly he just unloaded. Exhausted, Glenn stood up from the table.
"I need to go to bed, Rick." Glenn said. "I really don't want to be alone. Will you sleep with me?"
Rick almost fainted. He could feel his jaw drop and his eyebrows rise. Glenn's expression never changed. He must have expected that reaction. What startled Rick more was the movement in his boxer briefs. He still felt a sexual attraction to Glenn, in spite of his overweight condition. And he just wasn't sure he was willing to risk what Glenn was asking.
"What ever you need, Glenn." Rick heard himself say.
Glenn and Rick slept together for the first time that night. There was no hint of sex from Glenn. Glenn needed to hold on to someone, like a little boy who needed to feel loved. Rick was spooned back against Glenn and he felt good about it. If Glenn had no interest in sex, that did not hold true for Rick. As he lay against his friend his mind drifted back to that night in the brothel when the two men shared a bed with two ladies of the evening. Only this time Rick saw a different scene. There were no women in the room. In the mirrors he saw himself lying naked on his back in that same bed with his legs in the air. Then Glenn appeared between his legs with his raging eight-inch sex organ ready for action. In his mind Rick watched in the mirrors as Glenn's cock contacted his rosebud momentarily before it easily pried his ass lips open. Rick watched as Glenn's shaft began to disappear deeper and deeper into his body. Glenn's cock was so long that it took five minutes before it reached the deepest part of Rick's being. And when Glenn began to withdraw it took another five minutes for him to pull out until just the head was still inside of Rick. Glenn paused momentarily before thrusting his cock on the return trip to Rick's depths. Rick's imagination continued watching this act of love reflected in the mirrors all around the room and ceiling for what seemed like an hour until finally he saw Glenn's face get all scrunched up with the ecstasy of orgasm, just like he did so many years ago. That was all Rick needed. He felt his body stiffen and he watched in the mirrors as his cum squirted from his overly excited cock and splattered all over his chest and abdomen. The images faded almost immediately as Rick fell into a blissful sleep.
The next morning Rick could see through his closed eyelids that it was no longer dark. He could hear birds chirping through the open bedroom window. Then he felt a warm body against his back and a limp arm draped across his chest. Then he remembered it was Glenn. And his cock began to stir. 'SHIT' he thought. His cock, pubic hair and boxer briefs were all glued together by the dried cum he ejaculated at the end of that exciting fantasy he had last night. Slowly Rick managed to extricate himself from Glenn's grasp without wak ing him. He went to his own bedroom and showered. He finished packing just as Glenn walked into the bedroom and embraced him.
"Thanks for last night, Rick. I mean for everything. Thanks for lending me your ear and staying with me all night. I can't tell you how much that helped. I've made some coffee. Ready for breakfast?" Just like that, Glenn thanked his buddy and then changed the subject.
"You can't imagine how much I enjoyed that, Glenn. You mean a lot to me."
After breakfast Rick said good-by and made Glenn promise to keep in touch.
This time, as Rick sat on the airplane thinking about Glenn, he replayed last night. 'How wonderful it would be if, instead of sleeping peacefully, my trusted friend Glenn had climbed on top of me and driven his rigid flesh deep into my core just like in my imagination. That has to be my ultimate fantasy!"
Finally, Chris feels good about his story. He feels his imagination has led him to the proper conclusion and decides it is time to send it to Nifty. What Chris does not realize is that the real final chapter is yet to be lived.