This is a fictional Story. . It is based on many experiences and fantasies of the author. If you are really
into graphic sex, it may not satisfy your purpose for coming here. If you like to hear of real love and real
teen angst, with a little sex thrown in, you are in the right place. There may be some amount of graphic sex
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Cast of Characters:
Leonard Kirk Harston (Lenny) Lawrence Olivier Goodwin (Rennie)
Minnie Harston, Lenny's mom Randal Harston, Lenny's dad
Mr. Goodwin, Rennie's dad Mrs. Goodwin, Rennie's mom
Joy -- Rennie's older sister Jennifer -- Rennie's younger sister
Bobby -- Joy's husband Seth -- Lenny's friend
Luke -- Seth's lover Chris -- Seth's Brother
Craig -- Chris's lover Jake Smith -- Seth and Chris's cousin.
Colin -- Jake's husband & Bobby's brother Rob -- a Friend
Denny -- Rob's husband Morty -- Rennie's Cousin
Ursula -- Jake & Colins daughter Uri -- Jake and Colin's son
Carrie -- Jake's sister Uncle Jake -- Jake's dad
Aunt Lindy -- Jake's mom Renate -- The Goodwin's housekeeper
Etta -- the Smith's housekeper Shelley -- Friend at University
DeVon -- Shelley's cousin Marcus -- DeVon's brother
Arthur -- A team leader at the shelter George - Ren's tennant
Ty -- new friend from Oklahoma Ricky, Ty's cousin
David - Toyota Dearlership owner Jason, waiter
Suzanne -- Jason's wife Jamie Hocking -- A new friend from school
Kevin -- Jamies brother Joe, Ernie and Bret -- Str8 (?) Friends
James Hocking, Jamie's dad Esther Hocking -- Jamie's mom
Tom Whatley - Cop
From Chapter 28:
Tom was smiling at me. "What?" I asked.
"Nothing. You just look so good to me. I know we should be getting up now, but lay back down with me for a few minutes -- k?"
I had on a pair of shorts over my boxers, but that was all. I shed them and the boxers and climbed under the covers with him. I backed up to him, spooning. He kissed the back of my neck. I sighed, and a shiver went through me.
"You're incredible!" He said."
"Why?"
"How should I know? You just are. You don't seem only 19! You're more mature than most guys I have dated. And they mostly have been closer to my age."
"Do you think you're too old to do it again?"
"Do what?" he asked. I chuckled, snuggled closer to him, and kissed his hands. "Oh. That. I think I can handle it!"
And he did!
Chapter 29
We didn't fall back asleep this time. But we needed to lay there and recuperate for awhile. It's funny, but I have heard that women need to be held after they have sex. Boy that's sure not so with guys. When it's over -- it's over! I still feel all the love for him, but there's no need or even desire to cuddle once we both get off. Especially when we get off like we did this morning.
"How does your weekend look, Lenny?"
"I have 4 or 5 hours of studying to do, but other than that, it looks pretty boring."
"Well, we can't have that!" he answered. I have to work tonight and tomorrow night, but if we can spend some of the time I don't work together -- that would be - - nice."
"Got anything in mind?" I asked.
"Not anything in particular. But I was thinking -- last night -- we -- um -- we really know so little about each other. I just thought maybe we could spend some time talking."
"Okay. Um -- what do you want to know?"
"I don't know -- I guess I'm a little curious how you came to live in such nice circumstances. I have gathered that your "Uncle Jake" isn't really your uncle. How did you come to be staying here?"
As I was trying to think of a way to start, he continued. "And -- I mean -- I feel foolish asking but I have no idea what you are used to -- I mean, are your parents rich? I couldn't help noticing you drive a very expensive car. But you don't work. Did your dad buy it for you?"
"N -- no. I bought it myself." I said, wishing I could be a little more original. How was I going to explain this, without giving it all away? And was it important any more to keep it a secret?
He just looked at me, as if to say, "go on."
"I -- erm -- well, I kind of got a windfall -- some extra money. And I really wanted the Sequoia. I know, I know! Kind of extravagant."
I think he could see I was uncomfortable talking about it. "Hey, it's no big deal. If the car makes you happy - - "
"It does!" I exclaimed. "And Uncle Jake -- and Aunt Lindy -- are not my real aunt and uncle. Their son is actually married to Bobby's brother. Bobby is the brother-in-law to my ex. That's how I came to know the Smiths. They're just excellent people. They have two children, a son and a daughter, and they are both gay! So they really are sweet to me."
Obviously that was not all I wanted to tell Tom, but I thought it would be better to wait. He seemed to be satisfied with that much, and let it drop. But I still feel bad. I really love him, and it doesn't feel good withholding like this.
I have to laugh at myself. Even though I was working out a lot when I lived with Rennie, and I did gain some weight -- in the right places -- I still am skinny, and it amazes me how a guy twice my age can outrun me, out-swim me and is so much stronger and in better shape than I am. But I guess that's his police training. He surely looks better than most cops I see, with their donut-gut! I once teased him about that -- like, "Where's the best donut shop in this city?" I tried to ask it seriously, but he saw through it and just gave me a mock dirty look.
After we got up that morning we went to the beach to run. It was cool in the mid-morning, and we ran along pretty easily for a time, yelling back and forth, when there was another voice heard.
"Tom?"
We stopped and there was this absolute god standing there, demanding attention.
"What are you doing, Tom? God, it's been awhile, hasn't it?"
"Yeah. About two years, I think." Tom answered him.
"Two years, two months and five days."
"Ben, this is Lenny. He's - "
"Hiya kid! Workin' this ol' man out, are yah?"
"Lenny, this is Ben, my old -- um -- roommate."
I knew exactly who Ben was. He was Tom's ex. I am sure Tom still loved him -- as I did Rennie -- so I was a little uncomfortable. "Nice to meet you, Ben." I said.
He grabbed my hand in a firm handshake, and his eyes bored into mine as if to see through me.
"Well, I need to be on my way. Good to see you Tom! And nice to meet you too, Lenny." Ben said. "Oh! Tom!" he added. "Give me a call -- or no, I'll just call you, k? Bye."
We continued running -- but now in silence. Finally I said, "It still hurts, doesn't it?"
He stopped running. I stopped and walked back to him. I couldn't tell if it was sweat or tears on his cheeks.
"Lenny, I - - I mean he -- hurt me -- terribly."
"But that doesn't stop you from hurting now, does it?"
"No. I like to feel like I have completely forgiven him. But at times like this, I have such conflict inside. Right now I want to choke him!"
I almost blurted out what I was thinking: Conflict? So part of you wants to choke him. What does the other part want? Tom kept talking, but I didn't hear what he was saying.
"and so if -- Lenny? Are you okay?"
"Huh!? Oh! Yeah. I'm okay. You'll just have to deal with it I guess." He gave me a strange look then took off running again. I had to sprint to keep up. I wondered what I missed while I was zoning out.
When we got back to the flat, we got dressed and he said, "Um -- listen. I have something I need to -- um -- do. So I think I better go now."
"You can't at least stay for lunch?" I said, all of a sudden looking for any way to MAKE him stay.
"Uhh-mmm. I really want to, but there's something I need to do before work."
"Oh. Well, I -- um -- okay." I couldn't hide the disappointment from my voice.
He looked a little worried, and then brightened up and said, "Can I come back after work?"
"Yeah." I said kind of lacking energy, then I punched it up a little. "Of course! I want you to! Of course!"
He kissed me -- no REALLY kissed me -- and ran out the door."
Why did he have to all of a sudden leave? Why did he look so happy as he ran out to his motorcycle? I ate a TV dinner and started to study. But I couldn't concentrate as those questions just kept invading my mind. I pushed out the worst thoughts -- the ones I didn't want to think -- the ones I was afraid to think.
I felt tired, so I lay down on the bed -- and started at the ceiling. My whole body felt like crying, but I could not let it happen -- for fear that maybe the very act of crying might make it all come true -- those bad thoughts -- and my world again might come crashing down on me.
So I stared, dry eyed and watched the ceiling get darker and darker as afternoon turned into night. Some time I finally fell asleep. I dreamed Tom and I were running on the beach as we had earlier. An angel floated by us, then came back. When he alit on the ground, his wings disappeared, and he was Ben, Tom's ex. He looked every bit as beautiful as Ben really was. He was naked. I couldn't see his genitals, but his body was flawless and he stood in front of Tom. They were talking and talking, but I could not hear what they were saying.
Then wings again seemed to just morph out of his back, and they grew and enfolded Tom and Ben until they disappeared into the wings. Then the wings disappeared as well.
I awoke with a start, with the loud knocking at the door. I sprang up and bolted fro the door. I tore it open and Tom turned around. He was half way down the stairs.
"Oh!" he said, looking relieved. "Were you in the shower or something. It was so completely dark, and I knocked so long and hard, I thought you weren't here."
"What -- what -- time is it?" I asked.
"10:30. I'm sorry. It's a little early. I got off early. So I came by. Shouldn't I have? Is it okay to come in? Or shall I come back later?"
"NO!" I said. "I mean, no. It's okay. I was just so fast asleep! And a terrible dream."
"Oh! Really? What was the dream."
"I was still dreaming when you knocked. I can't quite remember." I lied.
"Are you okay now?" He asked, sounding really concerned.
"I -- um -- well, yeah. I guess. I just feel a little -- um -- shaken or something."
"C'mere." He said, and he wrapped his arms around me. I was rigid for about a half second, then I melted. Tears started to flow, as he rubbed my back and my butt. I didn't want him to see the tears, and luckily it was completely dark in the front room. I wiped at them the best I could with the back of my hand, so he wouldn't notice. He led me to the couch and turned on a small end table light, then sat next to me -- beaming.
"What?" I asked. He hesitated for an uncomfortably long while and then reached into the pocket of his leather jacket. His hand brought out of it something small and shiny. As he had done once before, he took my hand and put another ring on me. This time the ring was smaller, it was the other hand, and there was only one stone -- and it wasn't a chip! It was a one carat diamond! I gave him a puzzled look.
"My sweet Lenny, I love you so much! That other ring was a friendship ring. It was just something that was on special that I picked up at a local discount jewelry store in the mall. This one is a registered stone, set in 24 carat gold, and I want you to be mine -- forever.
I looked deeply into his eyes. I know mine were still shining with the earlier tears. "Tommy, I -- it's -- I mean - - " I tore my eyes from his, and looked down at the brilliantly shining stone -- even in this low light -- and I reached out with my other hand and stroked it -- caressed it. Then I put my thumb on the bottom, and my index finger on the bottom and pulled it off. I handed it back to him.
"Please, Tommy -- please - - don't take this wrong. Please -- can you keep it for awhile? I just can't -- I mean -- I don't really know WHAT to say. I just can't wear it -- now."
He looked again deeply into my eyes. He looked like he would soon be pushing out tears himself -- but he didn't. He then nodded his head and took it back. "Please -- tell me the truth -- why not -- at this time? Is it gonna be different at a later time?"
"Tommy - "
"The truth.
"I -- I mean -- well, maybe it's too soon for that. Maybe -- well, no! That's not all. The way you looked at your ex today. The way he made you feel. How can I be sure that you aren't reacting to that encounter? I want YOU to be sure. I guess I'm not convinced that you are sure yet."
He stood up and put the ring in his pocket. He looked at me for a long time. I expected any minute that he would step to the door and be gone. He reached out and again took my hand. He pulled me up and led me to the bedroom, and over to my chest of drawers. On top was a small box that he knew I kept some special things. He opened it and dropped the ring in it.
"When you are ready to put it on, just do it. I don't think I can stand to risk being turned down again." He said, not able to hide his disappointment. Then he went back out to the living room. Again I thought he was going to walk out the door. But he didn't. He sat on the couch and heaved a heavy sigh. I walked behind him and started to rub his shoulders. I leaned over and put my cheek next to his. He shuddered.
I stayed there feeling the warmth of his cheek for about a half minute, then walked around and sat next to him. I put my head on his chest. We sat there like that for nearly 15 minutes. He then said, "Should I go home?"
"NO!" I cried. "Please don't. I know you need reassuring now -- but so do I."
He held me closer. He breathed deeply then sighed. "I know." Was all he said.
"Did you want to go to bed?" I asked.
"I don't know." He answered. "I mostly want to be held at the moment."
"But -- wouldn't that be easier -- in the bed?" I offered. I couldn't stifle a little giggle.
"I suppose." He said. We stood and went back into the bedroom. Before he could think about it, I grabbed his leather jacket and unzipped it. I removed it and then unbuttoned his shirt. I had to undo his pants to easily get his shirt loose. They fell to his feet. I removed his shirt and put my face on his hairy chest. He massaged my head and rubbed my ears. I watched the material of his boxers swell and rise higher. I looked into his eyes, and kissed him. He then lifted me onto the bed and after removing the rest of his clothes, he also removed mine, He pulled back the covers and we climbed in. I shivered a little, because it was a little cold in the room -- the way I preferred to sleep.
But our bodies quickly warmed up the space we were snuggled in to. By now my own boner was raging, and my hips were starting to thrust seemingly on their own. He started to gently thrust and his foreskin remained between us as his dick moved inside it. I felt flexing and answered back with my own flexing. We kissed deeply and moved step by step to the real thing.
When it was over, we both were hot, breathing hard, and had thrown the covers off. Then he said it. "God I love you, Lenny. I love you so much!"
I turned to him and looked deeply into his eyes. "Me too." I said. We fell asleep not touching, but peering into each other's eyes.
Since my window faces the ocean, there's no sun to wake us up. We again slept late -- until about 9:00 AM. This time, I awoke first. I wanted to do as he did the day before: Get up and make breakfast. But I couldn't tear my eyes from his wonderful sleeping form. Somehow we had become covered after I fell asleep. I guessed he must have done it.
As he lay there, his eyes fluttered underneath his eyelids. He got a twitch in his cheek. I put my hand on it and his hand came up and covered mine.
"Hi." He said in his abnormally high pitched wake up voice. I smiled and kissed his fingers and as they came off my hand, then my hand came off his face, I kissed his lips.
"Hi." I said. "I've been doing a lot of thinking as I lay here watching you sleep."
He chuckled low, and smiled. "What about?" He asked.
"I'm going to put that ring on -- just not today. I have to wait until -- until - "
"Until you're ready. I know. I did some thinking last night. I decided that was unfair to you -- giving you that ring -- asking you that question - last night. I'm sorry I put you on the spot."
"But what I - "
"Lenny, do you want to know what was going through my mind yesterday? I got home and there was already a call from him. Three actually, but only one message." I wanted in the worst way for him to tell me what the message was, but I didn't ask. I didn't have to. "He said that when he saw me yesterday, he was reminded all over again how much he had screwed up. He said -- in his message -- that he still loved me as much as ever and if I was interested to please call. He said if I don't call, he won't bug me ever again."
"So you went out and got me that ring -- to -- to -- prove something to yourself?" A said.
For a moment he didn't speak. I could see that what I said set him back -- hurt him. I felt like shit for it!
"I made that decision before I left you yesterday, Lenny. That's why I wanted to go when I did. So I could go by the jewelry store before work. It didn't take long to find it. I knew what I was looking for. I had seen it before. As soon as the saleslady saw me she said, `you came back to buy that ring, didn't you?' I told her yes and she went and got it. She wanted to put it in a box, but I wanted to just present it to you as I did. I never called Ben. And I never will. And I hope -- he won't call me again.
I reached out and wiped the tear from his eye. I could see how hard it was for him to do that. To walk away without a word. I was still in contact with Rennie. I don't know how it might feel to never see him again. He is such a huge part of my life. But Ben must have been all that and more to Tom.
"Tom -- there is something you need to know about me -- something you have been trying to guess about -- that I need to tell you."
"You're really an alien from another galaxy? Because even if that was so, it wouldn't change how I feel."
"It may be worse than that. Let me ask you something. If I agree to marry you -- that's what we're talking about, right?" He at first looked surprised, then almost confused, and then solemnly nodded. "Would you be willing to give up your job -- as a cop?" I looked into his widening eyes.
"What -- in the world -- are you -- oh! You're afraid I might get - "
"I don't want anything to happen to you, of course - "
" -- and you have a magic wand. THAT'S it! You're a genie, and you can make my world change."
"Not too far from the truth." I said. His face changed from a smirk to surprise, then mild disbelief.
"Wha -- at?"
"I'm not a genie -- and I don't have a magic wand. Hey! Genies don't have magic wands! Fairies do! Well, I'm not -- well, I guess I maybe AM a fairy! Haha! But I don't have a magic wand. But - - I CAN change your world -- if you want it changed -- and if you're willing."
"What the HELL are you talking about?"
"Tommy, I have more wealth than even I know what to do with."
He stared blankly at me, then said, "But I thought your dad - "
"My dad is my dad. He has nothing to do with this. This is mine."
"But -- how did you - " he started. "Well, I guess that's none of my business. So, where do we go from here?"
"You just keep loving me and I keep loving you. And we work as hard as we can to keep this from ruining our lives. And when the time is right, we do as you wanted -- get married."
"We could do it for real, huh? In another state or - " He paused.
"Does it really matter?" I asked. "To tell you the truth I like the sound of domestic partner better than marriage. My parents are married. And their life is certainly -- less than ideal! I have seen so many marriages fail! And .- - - besides, marriage means a union between a man and a woman. Who's the woman here?"
"I'm glad we agree on that! I didn't want to say anything when you mentioned marriage earlier, but that's exactly how I feel."
"Great! Now, can I get on with the job of sucking that thing off, so it's not constantly thumping me?" I laughed.
"You love it and you know it!"
"Yep! That's why I want to give it what it deserves!"
"Only if I can do it too!" He quipped.
"At the same time?" I giggled. "Cool beans!"
"What?"
"Something I heard someone say down at the shelter."
"The shelter?"
"There's a lot you still will want to learn about me!" I laughed.
"But not before we take care of the business at hand!"
We did and worked up a raging appetite! So we went out for Sunday brunch at one of the better restaurants.
As we were eating our meal, Tom asked, "Do you ever go to church?"
"I used to -- when my parents took me."
"Do they still go?"
"They never went." I replied. "They took me and the neighbor girl and dropped us off. Then they picked us up an hour later."
"I like church."
"Do you go?" I asked.
"When I can."
"What church?" I asked.
"Lutheran."
"How do they feel about -- us?"
"What? Gays? I don't know. I don't care. I never had to deal with it."
"You may have to now."
"There must be some who allow us to be who we are."
"Yeah. Well, if it's important to you, I'm open to going -- and learning what they teach."
"Good."
"What time do you have to go to work today?"
"4:00. I only have to write up some reports today, unless something big happens."
"Do you want to come back again after work?"
"Don't you have school tomorrow?"
"Yeah, but it's a late class."
"and - - you finished your studies yesterday?"
"Hey! You're not really my daddy! Back off!" I said, laughing. "Actually, I couldn't study at all, after our encounter yesterday."
"Oh. Sorry."
"That's okay. I can do it tonight, after you go to work. It won't be a problem."
"Is it me, or do you just keep getting cuter and cuter?" He said.
"It's you! I'm a skinny, nerdy bookworm. What you see in me, I'll never know! But you! You are so hot!" I continued. "And to think you had a chance to get back with that God that I met yesterday!"
"Believe me, he's not that beautiful on the inside!"
"Apparently!"
"And how about your Rennie -- is he cute?"
"He's not my Rennie -- any more. And yes, he's very cute. And he IS beautiful on the inside. But he's not ready to settle down -- not even close -- and I -- well, I think I am!"
"I'll have to say, I have met very few guys -- your age or older -- who are as self assured as you are."
"Parts of me are still like a scared little kid. I'm bluffing!" I said. "But I know what I know -- and I know I want you.
"You do it well -- the bluffing!" He said. "And -- I don't want to rush you -- or our relationship, but - "
He paused and got ever so much more serious. "But - - ?" I said.
"Well, if you really feel that way - - why don't you wear the ring?" He said, sticking his lower lip way out.
"I -- I'll think about it. I'm sorry Tommy. I know that you put a lot of thought into it and -- I love you for it. And I saw the disappointment when I took it off. But - - Let me -- um -- decide. Okay?"
"Okay." He said abruptly, then paused and repeated, "Okay. Maybe it was kind of presumptuous of me. You decide."
We finished our meal and then drove back down to the beach. We got out and took our shoes off and walked barefoot in the sand. It was very warm on the surface, but cool underneath. I had a difficult time focusing on us, wondering what the chances were we would run into Ben again. From the looks I was getting from Tom, I know he was wishing we could be at least touching -- holding hands or something. Of course I wanted that too.
When we were finished walking, we brushed the sand off and put our shoes back on, we drove back to my flat. After walking up the stairs to retrieve a few things he needed, plus a passionate kiss, I walked him back down to his motorcycle. I walked out to the street with him, and he waved goodbye, then pointed his bike down the street. I watched him until he disappeared form my view, then ran back upstairs.
Once in the flat, I went into the bedroom and sat down at my desk. I opened the book I tried to study last night, and stared at the words on the page. My eyes were drooping. The phone messages were blinking. It couldn't be Tom. He just left. I'll get to them later. I walked into the living room and turned on some lively music. I was no further than the bedroom door, when the music started to irritate me.
I went back and put on some slower music, and went back to my desk. Again I sat and opened the book. Words were all I saw. They had no meaning. I decided I needed a nap. I took off my clothes and climbed into the sheet. I was consumed by the smell of my lover in my bed and on my pillow. I had to pee, so I got up and padded to the toilet. I passed the mirror on the way. I looked at my skinny form. Hey! I wasn't that skinny any more. I turned sideways and noticed my flat stomach, and the shadow of a washboard. I made a note to work on those. When did I start looking like a man?
I also made note of something else that was protruding proudly from below those abs. Not bad, Lenny -- not bad. God had not dealt poorly with me after all. Maybe he was just preserving me for - - for - - for what? I finished my task in the toilet and crawled back into my cool sheets. I closed my eyes and was almost asleep, when they sprang open again. I almost sprang out of bed and over to my chest of drawers. I opened the jewelry box and got out the ring.
I felt the smooth shiny gold finish. I ran my finger over the large stone. I closed my eyes, and slipped it onto my left hand. A shiver went through me. I went back to bed and quickly fell asleep.
My stomach growled me awake around 7:30. I got up and ate some dinner, finished my studying with no trouble, and was sitting comfortably watching the news when his knock came at the door.
"It's open," I yelled. Her came in and even in the dim light his eyes lit up. He saw it! He smiled as his wet eyes reflected the light in the room. He came over and knelt by the couch, taking my hand in his.
"I will make sure that you never regret wearing this." He said, fingering my newest ring. "I love you so much!"
"Ditto!" I said, and an overwhelmingly good feeling overcame me. He lay his head on my chest and sighed his relief, his joy, his happiness. I patter his back. You can imagine what came next, but let me say this: It was the best I ever had!
Notes. Comments always welcome. Send to Steve at s4d@hotmail.com. Please put "Lenny" in the subject line. Thanks and love.
Bottom line: Love will Rule in the end.