Mr. Wiseman

This is a complete story and is a figment of my imagination. Of course it is. Now, if you are of an age that precludes you from reading this story because of the gay sexual content, then you really should not ok? But if you have just read this bit, you will most probably continue. Still, you have been warned. No part of this story can be copied in any way without my expressed permission. Not that I can imagine anyone wanting to anyway.

BOBBY, That's me.

One of the best times in England is Summer time. It is hardy ever too hot, but when the sun is out and the rain takes a well earned rest you can walk around in next to nothing and, apart from risking arrest, you can wear just about as little as you dare. My summer dress code consisted of sports top, shorts and flip flops. Underwear optional!

This was one of those days in the middle of June. It was my regular day off and I was sat in a pub garden not far from the town centre in Aldershot, Hampshire which for those who don't know is in the south of England and about an hour train ride to London. For those who don't know, London is...............Oh you do.

Aldershot was just a small town until the British Army arrived during the reign of Queen Victoria and grew massively and is known throughout the country as the "Home of the British Army". Now of course the army has reduced in size so much that Aldershot is now a shadow of it's former self. The town has suffered rather badly, but there are plans for new development and so far yet another super market is half way built. It could very well be a Walmart, we certainly have enough fat buggers to shop there!

Queen Vicky visited to "review" her troops on a number of occasions when all the officer classes wet themselves at the thought of it and of course the troops loathed. I also suspect the grand lady herself thought the same as her "other ranks." Her sole contribution to that incredible era (apart from giving birth to 9 kids, if that is indeed a contribution.) was to mourn the death of Albert, her beloved husband, for 40 years of her 63 year reign whilst her subjects who suffered much more, just had to "get on with it." The Industrial Revolution was not a happy one for countless thousands of Victoria's Great Briton's.

I found myself staring at my nearly empty glass thinking of Q V and the history of those times, but a decision had to be made. Walk home or get a refill. Hell, life can be difficult at times. Well, I might as well get another and I can tell you a bit about myself.........Cheers.

My name is Bobby Wiseman, but were the wise bit came from I never bothered to find out. Certainly the Wise part was not always the case. More of that later.

I am 27, 5 10 and very slim. I don't carry an ounce of fat and I am 130lbs, which will not qualify me to shop at Walmart when others are wobbling between the extra wide walk ways. I keep fit by swimming and jogging, but also regularly go to the gym to work out, not that I have to, but I have met a member of staff there, Andrew, who is an absolute dream. I have fair hair cut short and a light covering of hair on my chest and legs. I am very tanned all over as I sun bathe naked on my balcony at home, weather permitting. Apparently I am considered to be quite good looking with still no beard to speak of, lagoon blue eyes, full lips and a good set of teeth which have had the pleasure of chewing on a quite a few testicles and cocks over the years. (and just about every where else to be accurate.) That's about it really except that certain area between my legs. Well, my man hood is something I am rather proud of. Nothing to do with me of course, it just grew as nature dictated and when not aroused it flops about in all it's 7.5 inch glory and my hairless bollocks hang half way down the length and are a good mouthful, each of them. My cock extends by another inch when hard, which is often and stands at 8.5 inches (that's British inches by the way which when converted to US= 10!) and it is as straight as i'm not. A good thickness which fits all backsides it's invaded. It has never entered a vagina and is never likely too. Pubic hair is slightly darker than other parts of me and quite thick, however, I trim it often to keep the customers happy and me too.

LOU.

When I reached 16 I joined the Merchant Navy and begun to train as a marine engineer and seaman. I sailed all over the world and loved it. It's a long story, but not part of this one except to say I had my first real sexual time with a regular guy. He was a lovely South Korean the same age as me and was 5'.6". I had joined the ship two years before he did and although there was a bit of fun to be had I was not that interested in any of the guys. All a bit too old to be honest, but when at sea you could not exactly wonder off to find anything better and ones needs had to be addressed otherwise risk a permanent hardon whilst trying to get near enough to the helm to steer clear of icebergs. Look what happened to the Titanic!

Lou came on board at Southampton. He had been in London for sometime, but wanted to go back home and managed to find a job on my cargo ship and I managed to get him the spare bunk in my cabin. Fuck was he handsome! I wont describe him, I don't have to. Just look at the magazines..................... again! Brown, slim and beautiful.

It only took until half way down the English Channel before I berthed my cock in him and if I had not been on bridge watch it would have been sooner, I was sure of it. The reason I was sure was when I went to the bridge I had to take Lou with me. We were climbing stairs all the way up the tower to the bridge. I stopped half way and waited for him to catch up. He gave me such a smile I could not help myself, smiled back and stroked his face.

"Your lovely Lou." I told him.

"You are lovely too Robby." And he stroked me back. I could have kissed him right there, but some twat was coming down and I missed the moment. I never did get him to call me Bobby, try as I might, but as he was the sweetest thing on two South Korean legs, it did not matter one bit.

After a couple of hours Captain Jenson, the Norwegian skipper, told me to take Lou below and help him settle in. That ment I had 6 hours off instead of 4 and I was sure we would make every minute count.

I locked the cabin door and looked for the first time in private at Lou. He looked back at me, both of us waiting for the other to make the first move. Well, it was MY cabin, so I did. I closed the two feet separating us, took his face in both hands and gave the most tender kiss, just our lips gently touching. I absolutely adore kissing a lovely looking guy like Lou. It is the biggest turn on for me and one of the things I most enjoy when watching porn. I study them hard as I want to see if it's genuine kissing or just for the cameras. Certainly what we were doing was genuine enough so my advice to you is take the dog for a walk, do some shopping (Walmarts?) then get the dinner ready. Lou and I are going to carry on like this for quite awhile. So, off you go lads, oh and you ladies as well.

We really did take our time. As we warmed to the kissing it became more intense and our tongues introduced themselves and as that was happening our bodies drilled into one another. It became obvious that there was a lot of reaction in each pair of underpants. Lou broke away.

"Robby I need to shower, will you show me please?" He asked. I leaned over and opened a door exposing the shower room. It was shared with the cabin next to mine. You just had to make sure you locked the other door when showering. I did that every time I used it as the guy next to me was an ugly bastard with zero personality.

"I need to undress you first Lou. We have plenty of time, no rush." The sweet 18 year old resigned himself to another session of mouth to mouth action, but this time I removed his top and dropped my overhauls and stood there naked except for my briefs. His bare torso was lovely and quite well defined as well. Not overly muscled, just a perfect physique for his size and age. The feel of his skin and the bareness of our chests against one another was wonderful.

Undressing a guy is amazing and SO sexual. Not only do you expose his body, it's the action of doing so. I love to unzip a guy and Lou's zip opened to my touch as though he had greased it up in anticipation of this happening. His jeans hit the floor and my backside hit the bunk and came face to face with the lovely sight of Lou's shorts and the lump that was his straining cock. Taking him in my mouth and running my hands over the backs of his thighs bought out a sigh from Lou and yet a few more as I went under his pants and held the lovely firm cheeks of his bum. Gradually I pulled the shorts down and finally allowed his cock to break out. His beautiful 6 inch South Korean rod sprung out at me and stood to attention almost vertically. I just stared at it taking in all that is so wonderful about a man. Below Lou's cock hung two magnificent non hairy balls, both the same size and surprisingly quite large. The crown of this wonderful package was a forest of black pubic hair which I made a mental note would be trimmed at some time during the voyage. I sank all 6 inches of him into my mouth.

An hour or so later we laid together crammed into my bunk. We were facing one another, me on my left side and Lou on his right. Our arms and legs wrapped round each other.

"Happy?" I asked.

"Never better Robby. You?"

"It was fucking amazing Lou." I kissed him just to make the point.

"I don't swear like you English, but it was fucking amazing for me too." He kissed me back, with a lot of feeling I thought.

The alarm went off an hour before we went on duty. I would have to take Lou to the Galley were he would be working and me to the Engine room for my watch. I was behind Lou as he had turned after we had fallen asleep. He stirred and turned on his back still half asleep. I ran my right hand slowly over his body and it was not too long before I had his cock in my hand gently stroking him. Lou turned his face to mine and our mouths met and gently kissed while I continued to masterbate him. It was a long slow wank and every now and again stopped what I was doing and released my hold knowing that that would turn him on even more. He thrust his hips up as though asking me to take hold of him again. I did and like that he got more and more aroused. He could not say a thing as I had my mouth clamped firmly on his, but his breathing into my mouth told me he was at a point of either shooting his load or his head would cave in. I kept up this so so gentle manipulation of his beautiful cock that eventually his whole body tensed. He broke away from my mouth, kicked the duvet off and screamed out, "ROBBY!!! I'M............................." boom boom boom!

Sailing through the Bay of Biscay can be a bitch and this was one of those times and Lou suffered big time, but like all sailors who have been through sea sickness, you just have to get on with it. There is no cure except time and some people take longer than others to gain their sea legs. Still, as Lou was not a real essentual part of the crew and his absence would not be missed, he was able to suffer in my cabin until we had sailed into more calmer seas south of Spain and on to Gibraltar where we would dock and off load a few tons of cargo. He was feeling much better before we got to Gib and part of my care for him was to take as much care of his body and give him (and me) something to take his mind off of the unrelenting toss of the ship and toss him off instead. As he was still in a "tender" state he did not object to me working on his pubes with my hair trimmer and he had to admit that after my treatment of said pubes his nether regions looked fabulous! I paid a lot of attention to them and his whole wonderful body and by the time we had left Gib and on our way to Malta, he and I were something of an item among the rest of the crew. Captain Jenson, one of the nicest guys to sail the seven seas, made sure we were able to be off watch together as much as possible and by the time we left Malta for Italy we had cum on each other so many times we could have sunk a small aircraft carrier!

Our next drop off was to be Cyprus prior to sailing through the Suez Canal and onto India and then finaly ending up in Singapore were Lou would leave the ship and fly home to South Korea. We did not talk about that time, but to be honest I really had not thought about the inevitable, but i'm sure Lou had. I was never to find out.

Lou and I were laying in the bunk having, once again, had an incredible time shagging. As had happened several times now, Lou had off loaded himself into me and was once again on his side with my my cock still inside him having just finished doing unto him what he had just done unto me. It was incredible as always and with me still inside him I shouted, "come in" to the knock on my cabin door. It opened and a guy poked his head round the door and asked me to report to Captain Jenson when I was free. He quickly closed the door.

"I had better take my cock out first Lou otherwise we will both be reporting to the Captain!"

"Just stay a little longer, please Robby?" I guess he was asking me to fuck him again and of course I wanted to, but a request to report to the Skipper was not to be ignored and I knew I had to get to him, quick, but WHY? All I could assume I had fucked something up and was in trouble. I could not report to him with Lou still stuck on my cock, so it was with regret I had to withdraw from his wonderful rear end.

"I need to shower and get back as soon as I can Lou. Stay here, I hope I wont be long."

Lou kissed me and said I looked handsome in my uniform and I left the cabin.

As soon as I saw Jenson I knew there was something very wrong. The look on his face told me so. He always had a happy one, always cheerful, never angry, but this was something new to me and I could not work it out. I was about to find out.

"Sit down Bobby."

I sat.

"Bobby, I am so sorry but I have had a call from the company to inform me that your family have been killed in a traffic accident two days ago, all four of them I am afraid. Bobby, I am SO sorry."

Two months later I sat on the grass looking at the graves of my Mum Dad and two sisters. I was still in shock and had it not been for my parents solicitor I simply could not have couped. It was he who took me through all the legal aspects of this horrific time and helped me deal with all that I needed to go through following the car crash which ended their lives. Patrick O'Conner was a life saver. We are still in touch not as his client, but as freinds.

I had left my cabin having just made love to my South Korean boy and returned a broken one. As much as Lou and I had become so very close on that voyage, it does not take too much to work out that it would have been just that, "a voyage romance", but to end it in this way was, to say the least, another loss. I have often wondered what happened to Lou. I guess I will never know. However, there was one thing I was sure about I would NEVER get close to anyone ever again, I could not take another loss, but then again i'm not the Wiseman my name suggests.

A couple of weeks or so after all the legal stuff had been sorted out, I sat in my home and realised I could not stay there. I thought about it a great deal and decided I had to sell up and move on, but I did not want to move too far from my family which ment I needed to stay in Hampshire. With that I took out a map, got a pin and with eyes closed, stuck it into it. Opening my eyes I found that the pin had landed just outside Aldershot. I went there, found a really nice flat and after all the legal stuff of selling and buying, I moved to start a new life. At the age of, now 19, I had not done so bad, but would have given anything for life as I knew it to return.

My shipping company were great and gave me all the time I needed on full pay and promised that when I was ready to return, they wouls see if there was a crew vacancy some where. It did not quite happen that way as when I contacted them to say I was ready to return, there was no crew availability at that time. "But Bobby I can get you with the"Fantastic Cruise Company" as third Engineer if your interested. I was and joined them a week later.

I joined the "Fantasic Voyager" cruise ship sailing from Southampton as FORTH Engineer which ment in relality I was nothing more than everyones dogsbody and in the first year did nothing other than do all that no one else would demean themselves to do. No worries, at least I had some sort of life and when in port I did get sometime to myself. I settled into cruise ship life and got to know a lot of the crew and in particular those who were at the same level as myself, namely lower deck guys! I met Jon, an assistant cook to the assistant cooks assistant and was soon in bed with him. Jon was not a looker in any sence of the word. He was over weight and spotty, but he was one of the nicest guys I ever met and at that time I needed a nice guy to have some physical contact with. Someone with no baggage or thoughts of anything beyond a fuck and leave. Perfect for me at that time and i'm sure for Jon as well. We used to sit in his cabin a lot and he was the first person other than my art teacher at school to say that my drawings were "fucking awesome!" I loved to draw and without knowing it my talent was something special that would not surface for some time to come.

After a couple of years with the "Fantastic" I was eventually promoted to 3rd Engineer much to Cecil, the 1st Engineers anger. He hated me with a passion which was the result of me telling him to fuck off as I was not interested in him and in particular shoving my cock were he wanted it. The feeling was mutual, but he had power over me as I would find out very soon.

OH DEAR, NOT SO WISE, MAN!

The end of my sailing career came as we were cruising to Barbados from Southampton. During the forth evening out there was a problem in one of the cabins and a Chinese family had a massive plumbing failure whilst Mister was trying to flush last nights dinner away. I was detailed to work on it and after it was sorted the family was invited by the Captain to view the ship and be his guest at dinner. My detail was to escort the family below decks to visit the engine room and other areas not normally open to passengers after they had been shown the Bridge. By the time I met them mum dad and daughter already looked bored out of their Chinese asses, but number one son was lapping it up. When we reached the engine room it was obvious the three had had enough and I escorted them back to their cabin. I would continue the tour with son. I asked him if there was anything eles he would like see or do.

"Yes, I won u fruck me."

Now I should say he was about my age and really good looking and very attractive and as I had only fucked Joe, bless him, but not the most gorgeous, I was in that state of mind to throw caution to the wind and said to myself, "bugger the rules, lets go!"

And that's what happened. We got to my cabin in record time and I had his shorts down round his ankles andgave him all 8.5 inches into his oriental backside. As I fucked him the more he got worked up and as he got nearer the climax the louder he shouted out.

"FRUCK ME, FRUCK ME!!!!"

And then the door smashed open and there was fuckwit Cecil with a triumphant look on his stupid face that said, "your finished!"

It took just seconds for my erection to deflate so fast it just flopped out of the guys ass. I tried to cover up knowing my condom was still attached but at the same time attempting to pull my trousers up.

"Who Flung Dung", or whatever his name was, was cussing in Cantonese or Manderin, pulled up his shorts, got out of my cabin and ran up the corridor so fast I swear he nearly over took the ship. Fuckwit could not keep the smile off his ugly face and snarled at me, "You are confined to your cabin fuck face and you will be sacked when we get to Barbados. Meanwhile just remember cctv you fool!"

ANDREW

I like to think that I was not sacked as I resigned before that happened. I just went home feeling very alone and to be honest a total prick. Not the Wiseman at all. I sat in my flat and went through my options and tried to think of plans for the future. Try as I might nothing popped into my thick head and so got the first train to London and within a couple of hours was signed into a gay sauna near Waterloo. Not a bad move as it eventually turned out.

This was my first time in any sauna, well apart from one in Singapore and that was a once only visit. I found an area in China Town called Anne Sang Hill which offered all that the sauna did and more. There I found my liking for Asian guys and took advantage of their willing bodies every time we docked in that fabulous country.

I hooked up with a really nice guy called David. He was in his early 50's and very handsome. We made out and hoped to see each other again.

I got a job at a local garage and was pleased to be back in some sort of mechanical engineering. It was not that well paid, but it sorted the bills for me. Most important of all I was earning and that gave me time to think about what I could do for the long term. Now I was a little more settled I began to think of keeping fit and started to jog every morning before work and also joined a swimming club which I would go to three times a week and sometimes weekends. The benifits were soon apparent, but after a guy at work suggested I join a gym, the keep fit regime took on a whole new meaning and not just the regime either.

Andrew was at the reception desk as I went into the gym to register. He was a dream, 6ft of superb flesh. Well built, toned to perfection and a sight that caused an instant reaction in my CK's.

If the gym had been a complete dump I would have signed up there and then, but as it was it was great and after he had taken me on a tour I filled out the require paper work, paid my dues and after finding out what his work rota was went back home looking forward to my first proper session in two days time. Andrew was going to be my personal trainer! My wank that night was very satisfying to be sure.

I laid naked in bed and without thinking about it my right hand found itself wrapped round my cock stroking gently to full erection. As my left hand played with all parts of me it could reach and with the image of Andrew in my mind it was not long before I off loaded a huge batch of man juice all over my front including the first shot that landed on my face. Half of it fell into my open mouth which is as nice a way to have "extra" supper I guess.

Andrew spent a lot of time with me during the first two sessions taking me through the routine he had worked out for me and still hovered around even though I got into it quickly. It was great having him close. Just the smell of him turned me jelly like and it was hard to concentrate to be honest. I would go back home with one thought in my mind...................... Is he?

"Hi Bobby, nice to see you." This was my forth session. Andrew gave me that amazing smile of his, handed me my towel and off I went to the locker room. I began to get changed and standing there with just my sports pants on, Andrew walked in. Again that smile. He went to a locker and striped off. Standing there naked he turned to me.

I'm having a swim before I go, fancy coming in before you work out?" I don't know how long it took me to answer him. I guess not that long, but my whole attention was fixed on his naked body. This was the first time I had seen him with out his sports gear on let alone naked. He was absolutely stunning. Everything about him was a pleasure to look at from his handsome face, muscular torso, slim waist, superb thighs and lower legs, but what hung between them made my eyes water. Christ it was HUGE and hung all of 9/10 inches. It was a magnificent weapon! All I could do was swallow hard and say,

"Have you got a licence for that?" Andrew just smiled back which I assumed was his usual response and said nothing. The whole sight of him was just fantastic particularily as he had obviously not over done the body building and, as Mary Poppins would say, "Perfect in every way." Or something like that anyway.

"Bobby I would like you to do me a favour sometime?" How the hell I stopped myself saying, "Ok, I'll bend over" I have no idea. Instead replied, "Ask away."

" I'm training to become a qualified masseur and need a body to practice on. Would you be willing to have a few sessions?" What the fuck do you think, I thought. Yea Gods you can pull every limb off and I will still have a massive hard on! As casually as I could I replied.

"Yes, course you can, when?"

"Next time your in, Thursday isn't it? He went on, "I'm off to Gran Canaria in two weeks and want to get in as much practise as possible, i'm taking an exam when I get back."

That told me everything he wanted me to know. He WAS indeed gay. No man I have ever met goes to G C for a cultural experience. The only experience they want is all within the Yumbo centre at night and the beaches during the day. Yep, Andrew is gay. I wanted to tell him I was as well and said. "Never been there, but heard a lot about it and may go one day. They say it's great."

"Sure is Bobby, this will be my third time."

The swim and the shower afterwards was a blur, but became very clear later in bed that night.

Thursday came at last and as we got to the massage room Andrew closed the door and locked it. Nothing was said about that, but it did confirm that I was about to have an experience outside that which I had not had before. I just knew it. Andrew was in sports top and shorts of course, but I darn well knew he was'nt wearing pants. A thing that size is impossible to hide and it swung about every time he moved. This would not be the first time Andrew was in this situation, but it was mine and I had every intention of making the most of it, whatever he wanted was going to be fine by me.

I laid on my front on the table having adjusted my half hard cock to a more comfortable position.

"This will get in the way Bobby" and he pulled my towel off and threw in on the floor.

What happened next was for me the most tremendous sexual experience EVER and there had been a lot.

The massage of my back and down to my rear. Parting of my cheeks and sliding a finger into my hole.

Playing with my balls as I raised my hips for him. His tongue at my hole and kissing and nibbling my bum.

Going in front of me so my face was just inches away from his shorts and the hidden cock.

My hands forcing his shorts down until his now hard cock sprung out and hit me in the face.

The sight of it throbbing in front of me asking to be taken in my mouth.

Opening up and Andrew feeding it in as far as I could get him. Him gently fucking my face as he leant over me and massaged my bum cheeks.

Turning over on my back and taking in his balls, one at a time and hold onto his cock with both hands as it laid the length of my face and more.

Him leaning over again and this time swallowing the entire 8.5 inches of my cock to the back of his throat and wanking me with it.

Now standing beside me and kissing my body all the way to my mouth and there we stayed kissing, holding and stroking each other.

"Get your top off." An order not a request. The sight of his magnificent body in all it's glorious nakedness. Every muscule tense with all that we were doing to each other.

Again taking each others cocks into our mouths and each showing signs of reaching a point of no return.

Andrew breaking off standing up and unwrapping a condom while I hung on to his cock, stroking all the time.

The biggest surprise of all.

Andrew fitting it on MY cock, climbing over me and with one movement feeding me inside his hole and lowering himself all the way down.

Andrew fucking himself on my cock while I, with both hands, wanked him.

Andrew hovering above me while I fucked him, withdrawing just to my tip and then ramming back into him.

The shear sight of his beautiful body above me, bringing me ever closer to what would be a massive ejeculation.

Both breathing deeper and deeper as we got to the threashold and then finally.............

Both coming at the same time. Me ramming fully into him and holding it there. Five times my cum exploding out of my cock while my body recoiled with every shot.

Andrew coming at the same time. His whole body tensed into a rod of iron, held still for a couple of seconds and with me still hanging on with both hands, his cock spewing out massive loads which covered my entire face a fair amount of which went into my open mouth. This was followed by four or five more shots that joined the first one.

The pair of us gasping for air to regain some sort of normality.

Andrew looking down at me with a wide smile and eventually bending down licking his own cum from my face and finally ending on my lips. And there we stayed for a very long time. Just kissing gently as we both came down from a very great height.

Andrew laying on top of me with my arms around him never wanting this moment to finish.

It did of course, but there were to be many more times that we would be together like this during the next two weeks before he was due to go on holiday. Each time seemed to be even better than the last. I really did enjoy his company and apart from his fanastic looks and body and of course the amazing sex we had I found that I had become very fond of him. He was a joy to be with and I was sure he felt the same. I was going to miss him very much.

He stayed over at my flat most nights and it was always early to bed and up as late as work times permitted. But finally it was time for him to go. We made love for the last time, showered together and I watched him as he packed the last of his things and waited for the taxi.

"Bobby you know i'm going to have some fun and I hope you do too, just remember thats all it is and we will meet again when I get back ok?"

"Ok, just come back safe." Then he was gone.

What neither of us knew was that the next two weeks would change both of our lives.

DAVID

I had met David on my first visit to the sauna and really enjoyed his company and the sex of course. I knew what day he would be in and made a point of going in the hope of meeting up again. I cruised around the sauna hoping to meet him, but no luck. Ok he may have been in a room with a fuck so I went to the cafe for a coffee and just doodled on my drawing pad that I always had with me. I am one of those guys you see with a small back pack which contained all the essentuals like, current reading book, tissues, lube, condoms, mobile, keys, sketch pad, pens and pencils. If I had the thing knicked I would be fucked.

"May I join you?" It was David and he looked great.

He was my height and like me very slim, not toned in any way, but a handsome man with silver hair and a sort of authority about him that attracted me to him. He was very well spoken with an English accent that did not make your toes turn up. All I really knew about him was he had his own business and travelled a lot. He was also married with three grown up kids.

We chatted for sometime before going upstairs to find a room. Once there we dropped our towels, laid on the mattress and "got on with it." David was bi sexual and could only get from a man what he really wanted and when my rod was fully inside him he was more than happy. "My word Bobby, you don't know how I have wanted you there again." I fucked him not wanting to cum myself. I wanted to last a bit longer. As I pumped him he became more and more wound up and it was not long before he shot a gallon all without either of us touching his cock. We lay there wrapped around each other. My mind went out to Gran Canaria and wondered if Andrew was doing likewise.

When we went back down for another coffee David surprised me when he told me he would be staying in his London flat the following week and would I like to stay with him. Not having leave myself I told him it might be a bit difficult to get away from work.

"Whats your surname Bobby?" I told him, he then asked for my work number and went off to make a call. He came back with a huge smile on his face.

"You are fixing my two cars next week my dear man and I will send a cheque to your garage after you have done the work, ok?"

"Am I?"

"No, but at least I got you freed up for a few days. Is that alright with you, you don't have to if you don't want."

David met me at Waterloo station on the Monday and took me to his flat in Mayfair. Christ what a place. it reeked money and I was more than happy to be a guest of this man for the next four days. A hell of a lot happened during those four days and nights apart from David's insasiable demands for my cock that is, not that I had any problem giving it to him when ever he wanted it. When at last we got out of bed and had a late breakfast each day David took me all over London and to the theatre at night after a meal which would have cost a fortune. He had even bought me evening clothes. I felt like a "kept" man and loved every moment!

After we got back to his flat on the third evening we showered and went to bed as was the routine, but instead of having sex straight away he spoke to me while at the same time each holding onto the others cock.

"Bobby, I have a suggestion to make to you and I would like you to think about it before you answer me. It's about your talent in your drawing. You told me your art teacher spoke highly of it and, as a bit of an artist myself, I can only concure with what he said. You have an amazing ability and, in my opinion, you could very well make a living out of it. A very good one to be honest." He did not wait for an answer, but occupied himself my going down on me and giving my hardness a bit of a workout.

I had shown him a lot of my work and also did a lot while in the flat. I laid back thinking about what he had said and at the same time enjoying the blow job. Who said a man can't do two things at once? I turned round and we 69'd for sometime.

"You still thinking about what I have said Bobby?"

"I had until we got into a 69. I'm getting close David and it's a bit difficult consentrating." He jumped out of bed and pulled me out as well.

"Business before pleasure my dear Robert, lets have a glass or six." Naked we went back into the lounge. It was midnight and we were both wide awake.

"Right now this is what I would like to say and don't say a thing until I take you in my mouth again."

"Yes SIR."

"I want to send about six of your art pieces out to my associates in the States, New York in fact, because I know they will be interested and will in all probability pay you handsomely for them and any other work you produce. They go CRAZY for new works believe me."

"How do you know?"

"I can't prove it and you will have to trust me, but if i'm just bullshitting you, all you would have done is loose a few bits and will be no worse off will you? I also have a lot of contacts here and i'm sure there will be a lot of interest."

"What do you mean a few BITS, they are works of art your taking about and i'm surprised you said "bullshit", I thought you were a gentleman?" He laughed and said he was sorry about swearing, but asked, "You will still fuck me later?"

"Oh yes, I will fuck your ass, anytime." David looked at me with a look I could not quite make out. He broke into a huge smile and kissed me with a lot of feeling.

"Ok David, take what you want I have most of my latest work here. Lets hope your right." For the next hour we poured over all the drawings and together selected eight as we could not agree on six.

"Now I want you to sign them "Robert Wiseman" and date them in ink." I did as I was told, put everthing away and David went down on my floppy cock and woke it up.

It must have been 3am before we had shot every drop of juice out of one another. I woke about 10 and was as horny as it's possible to be and woke David up when I started to play with him. Without a word he lubed up and I condomed up and entered him knowing this would be the last time for some time. It was special, but then the whole time had been. One I would never forget and I was sure David would not either. It was also the last time I would sleep with him.

It was Friday and I went into work and handed David's cheque to my boss. He opened the envelope and said, "Yea God's £700! What did you do fuck him as well as fix his cars?" As far as I can remember that was the first time I ever blushed!

SHORT ARSE

As my boss was so pleased with the cheque I thought I would risk asking for two weeks holiday. He grinned at me and agreed. I could not wait for Andrew to get back and a few extra sessions in the gym would be great and also a lot of time to consentrate on my art work. With any luck my life could be in for a lot of changes. Say that again Bobby!

At last Tuesday arrived and I shot off to the gym only to find Andrew was not there. Reg was at reception and told me Andrew had called in sick, but would you ring him later this afternoon at his flat? Why did,nt he call me himself? Ah well, work out then go to the pub and have a drink and a meal.

I settled down in the pub and got my pad out and begun to draw my late mother. I don't know why I chose her, but for some reason I felt rather lonely and this way I felt I would be closer to her even if all I could do was draw her. Something was bothering me and I hated not knowing what. For the forth time I tried to ring Andrew, but like the other three attempts his phone went straight into voice message. I left another. "Hi Andrew trying to ring you again and hope your not too ill. Call me when you can. Love you. Bobby." I got on with drawing and found myself fully into it when the pub door opened and a group of guys came in and went to the bar. I glanced up to look at them. There were five all in work gear and by the look of them had come straight from the building site opposite the pub. Typical constuctors, big, brash and with one thing in mind, get a few down. Well, that was four of them anyway, the other one was quite different, small, very small about 5.5 and as slim as they come, but it was his build that really got me looking. He was beautiful. All of them had obviously had a hard sweaty day, all in shorts and opened shirts showing open fronts. All had their hard hats on. In the few seconds I stared at the short one I took in all that what was on display. Although very diminutive he had the most perfect of bodies, everything about him was in perfect shape and so tanned. From what I could see of his hair under his hat it was very black and a lot of it otherwise not a hair on his body from where I sat. As they were waiting for their drinks mini man glanced around him and that's when he saw me and just for a moment we "locked" on to one another. We held our glance and in that brief moment something clicked in me. Nothing sexual at all, I just loved what I was looking at, but God knows why. I had never experienced anything like that before, ever. He turned away and I went on with my work. They sat a couple of tables from me and half listened to their chatter. A lot of swearing, but all in good humour. They were just pleased work was finished and they could get pissed.

As I worked I became aware I was being looked at and glanced up to see mini man just looking away. Over the next half hour or so I kept getting that feeling and was right every time. I know found myself listening to their chatter, most of which was about women and in particular wifes, girlfreinds or partners and what they would do when they got home to London at the weekend. I smiled to myself as mini man did not seem to be a part of any of the discussion. I looked up and once again he was looking at me, but this time held my look and gave a slight smile. I smiled back and held his look. I had to look away when I heard my name called. "Bobby!" I had not noticed Colin come in. Colin a sweet guy and SO gay. He winced up to me and sat down.

"Oh hell WHAT a day. Absolute shit. I tell you Trevor never turned up AGAIN and I had to cover him, even lost my lunch break. Fuck that boy should wake up i'm bloody fed up with him darling."

"Want a drink Colin?" I asked.

"GT will go down well sweetheart thanks." I went to the bar and ordered his drink and a refill for me.

"Cheers Bobby. Have you seen Andrew yet, he came back yesterday did'nt he?" The building site guys could not help hearing as Colin was always a bit loud not that he could care less.

"Apparently he's ill and I have not been able to contact him. Try again when I get home."

Colin did not stay after his drink. "Still got loads of ironing to do dear. See you byee." There was an echo of "byeeeeee" from the other table and the conversation turned to "gays". There was a lot of wispered chat followed by bouts of laughter.

"Here you lot heard this one? A gay guy goes to London and is really pissed off when he finds out Big Ben is a fuckin clock." Lots of laughter from all this time. One of the others said. "How does a gay take off his condom?" Without thinking I called out, "He farts." A brief pause then they all burst out laughing. At least I now had good reason to look at "shorty." and was pleased that he felt he could and now both smiled.

"Nice one bruv!" The biggest one said. Just as he said it Andrew came in. My heart missed a beat and I could have thrown myself at him, I stood up to go to him and stopped. The look on his face was the same as Captain Jenson all that time ago and I knew immediatly I was not going to enjoy the next few moments one bit. Andrew talked for quite sometime, but really the bones of it was that he had met a guy in Gran Canaria and had fallen madly in love and was in the process of packing up and moving with him to Nottingham.

"You mean he is here now?" Why I asked that I have no idea, of course he was!

"Yes he is. Bobby I know you may not want to, but I would like you to meet him, please?"

"If it's important to you, but you had better tell me his name first?" The last thing I wanted was to meet this guy, but I might as well as it was obvious there would be no Bobby and Andrew.

"It's Trevor. I'll go and get him, he's waiting outside." Fucking hell this was going to be difficult. I became aware that the guys were wondering what was going on and I was determined not to show what I really felt. They were not going to know what I was going through. Andrew and his Trevor came in and what a sight. He was absolutely fantastic! One of the most handsome guys I ever clapped my eyes on. These two could have been from the same pod and I must say they look wonderful together. There was however, one significant difference. Trevor was black. We shook hands and Andrew went to the bar to get drinks which left me to think like hell what to say. I need not have worried Trevor was amazing and sat there and chatted as though we had know each other for years. By the time Andrew got back I was feeling like a small pile of shit rather than a mountain it. We chatted for sometime, had another drink and then it was time for them to go. This bit was dreadful and I could not wait for them to get the hell out. I shook Trevor's hand and wished him good luck. He went out and left Andrew and I together.

"Lets go over there Bobby." We went and Andrew said a lot of nice things about me and the times we had together. "I hope i'm not making the biggest mistake of my life." I could not open my mouth. I did not trust myself, but at last managed to wish him all the best. He left me to go to Trevor. It took a lot of great acting to turn back to my table as though it was just a couple of mates popping in to say "hi." Thank goodness I had almost finished my beer. I threw it down my throat and got up to leave.

"Have drink with us mate?"

"No thanks, maybe another time guys I have to go, got freinds coming round." I lied.

"Ok mate, have a good one." Again I had a good look at "titch" and I was sure I saw some understanding on his face.

As it turned out Andrew had made a big mistake and sometime after he had gone to Nottingham he returned from his new job early one evening and found Trevor in bed with an old boyfreind. He wrote to me and explained what had happened and wondered why he did. Was he hoping to come to me and cry on my shoulder? I really felt sorry for him, but did not reply as there would have been little point.

The next couple of days passed by without me even knowing it, but put it into perspective loosing something that was apparently deemed not to happen and compere that with loosing my whole family? Nothing to compare really. Get on with life Bobby and stop feeling sorry for yourself. At least one thing was better off with all this going on and that was my flat. It was in need of a good clean up and I spent a whole day doing just that and the following day, Friday, I drove down to Southampton and had a great day on retail therapy. I came back with a new wardrobe and felt a little better, but at that time still upset about how things had turned out. Time for a drink I thought and went to the only gay pub in Aldershot. The Lord Campbell. It was yet another lovely evening and after getting a beer went out into the garden, the same one I began this masterpiece in fact. As soon as I went into the garden I saw "short arse", the guy from a few nights ago. He saw me at the same time and I was pleased to see a broad grin come across his handsome face.

I went over and asked, "Mind if I join you?"

"Of course. I wondered if you would ever show up."

"Do you come here a lot then?" I asked.

"Been here for the last couple of evenings, looking to see if you would come in."

"Really! Why did you think I would?"

"Because your gay and this is the only gay pub in this town, I just assumed you would come in, eventually." He smiled at me and I felt uncomfortable.

"By your logic if only gay guys go to gay pubs, that makes you gay." I still felt uncomfortable, but at least put the ball back in his court.

"I am." He just stared at me. Fuck, get out of that I thought, but I was not going to admit to anything I did,nt want too, in any case I was quite enjoying this now I knew he was gay.

"So what makes you think I am then?"

"We kept looking at each other in the pub and both of us liked what we saw. Your freind Andrew came in to tell you he was with another guy, Trevor, who he had met on holiday, thats a guess, but by his tan i'm sure i'm right I mean Andrew of course." And laughed at his joke. "Even though you might have fooled the other guys I could see how upset you were and even had to lie to us about having freinds coming to your place and got out of there as fast as you could. When you left I felt for you and you know it. Am I right?" I held my hands up in surrender and told him he was spot on.

"You read gay guys pretty well, you must have a lot of experience." I was looking at him and found all the danger signs coming up again, but this time I was ready and had no intention of getting caught once more and in any case Andrew dumping me was still fresh in my thoughts.

"Not really Bobby, it's just that you were easy to read. If Andrew is as nice as he looks it's no wonder you are upset."

"Yes he is great, but it was not to be and it was my fault, I saw more in it than what there was apparently." I felt a little better and it was thanks to....?

"Hey you seem to know a lot about me and I don't even know your name." He looked at me for some time before he answered, but a huge smile came across his face and he looked fantastic.

"What are you smiling about?" I could not help smiling back, his was quite infecious.

"It's Andrew!!!" We looked at one another for some time and together burst out laughing.

"Bloody hell how many of you are there? I was in love with another Andrew when I was in school, not that he knew it." I was about to go on when my phone rang, it was David.

"Hi!" I was so pleased to hear from him and I guess it showed.

"Can you come up to London soon, I need to talk to you and some news as well. When do you think you will be free?"

"Any time is good for me i'm on holiday this week and next, so whenever your free really, just say when." I was glad to hear from him, I could do with a bit of company and no baggage to bother me with.

"Ok, lets say Monday same time as last and I will meet you at Waterloo."

"That will be fine, see you then." We said goodbye.

"Is this one Andrew as well?" Andrew looked at me a bit pissed off I thought.

"No he is David, he is a freind who is doing me a favour and got some news for me." I knew Andrew was thinking the same as me. Why not give it over the phone? We both thought about the news AND the extras which could follow.

We spoke some more and found out he was 24 and lived in London. He and the rest were staying and working in Aldershot roofing the new extention to the mall opposite the pub and it would take a month to six weeks.

"So you go home every Friday then?"

"Not always depends on whats on the weekend, i'm told it can get a bit lively here tonight and Satardays and some pretty nice guys come in from around the area."

"I would not know, I don't come here at weekends. Still, I hope you get what your looking for."

"I will try." For some reason I suddenly wanted to get home and said good night.

"May see you in the other pub sometime?" he asked as I got up.

"Maybe." I still felt uncomfortable, but why for Christs sake. I have just had a short conversation with him and fucking pissed off that he maybe staying in the pub to see what he could pick up? Grow up for fucks sake Bobby.

I got about a 50 yards from the pub, said "fuck it", turned round and ran back to the garden. He was'nt there, nor in the bar.

"He,s just left." The barman said. I got out and looked down the road and there he was walking quickly away.

"ANDREW!" I called out. He spun round and stood there looking at me. I caught him up.

"I'm sorry, please come back and lets have another drink and chat, please?" He looked at me with a slight grin on his face.

"I guess I can give you some of my time. Mines a pint." We went back in got drinks and sat in a corner so I could say what I needed to in private. Mind you there were only a few in so we would not be over heard anyway. It was a bit early for the crowd to come in yet.

"Look Andrew I am so sorry, but let me say a few things."

"I think it's best you call me Andy, everyone else does, except "short arse", "midget", "titch" and all words small, ok?"

"Suits me fine. Ok, I have seen David quite a lot and you are right if you are thinking I would be staying with him on Monday, but that's not going to happen. Not now. I know we have only just met, but it's really what you said about us liking what we saw in the pub and I have to say I want to see you more this weekend if you want too, just to get to know one another a bit more and if it goes well, well keep meeting I suppose, but that's up to you of course." I went on. "David is a freind and I was telling you the truth when I told you he was doing me a favour and I would like to tell you and show you why if you would let me." I waited looking at his big brown eyes and lovely face.

"I was,nt going to come here for a fuck Bobby, I was hoping to piss you off as I was when you made a date with that guy. Just bullshit that seems to have worked! Yes I would like to see you more this weekend, but I have a date so I will have to ring and say I can't make it. Hang on." He took out his mobile and pushed buttons. I thought about going off and started to stand up, but he told me to "stay!" I sat back down. "Hi mum how's you?" They chatted about nothing really and Andy told her he would not be home this weekend. "Got a date Mum and can't wait." I could not make out what she said, but by his reply a lot became clear. "No mum a guy." He raised his eyes to the roof. "We met a couple days ago and we are in the pub now, chatting." They spoke some more. "Bobby." Now she knew my name at least. "Yes Mum he seems very nice and i'm sure i'm safe." Those raised eyes agin. The call ended.

"Apparently you are to take great care of me and not try anything on!" He gave me a tremendous smile. "Am I safe then?"

"Dunno, how safe do you want to be? One thing for sure, i'm not going to try ANYTHING on, trust me."

"What if I wanted you too?"

"Andy your not making this easy so shut up. I want us to have a nice time, get to know one another and then see what happens. You are here for a month or so and we have plenty of time."

"So, if I asked you take me back to your place, would you?"

"No."

"Fuck."

"Stop it, I will call your mum and tell her your a tart who picks up vertual strangers."

"I'm not a tart, but I would,nt mind being one with you. She would not beleive you anyway. She thinks the sun shines out of my ass."

"There is a lot I could say about your ass and the rest of you, but you would only get big headed. So, shall we stay here and see what the delights of the Campbell has to offer? Or would you like to go for a meal and then come back here?"

"Ok, I will let you take me for a meal and come back here, but first you must tell me all about what would make me big headed."

"Shit your fucking hard work and we have just only met and your already a pain in the ass." As soon as I said that I regretted it.

"I have never had a pain in my ass, but I COULD make an exception in your case." You may not say that if you ever see it I thought.

"You had better ring your mum and ask her if it will be ok after all she might regard that as not exactly taking care of you! We are going to eat, drink up."

We went to one of my favorite eating places and after selecting our meals and wine, we talked the whole time. He asked me about my family and I was able to tell him my story. I told him everything that you have already read and a lot more besides.

"Fuck, I have no idea how you have couped with all that."

"It was difficult, but much better now. What about you and your family. do they know your gay?"

"My dad died four years ago. I miss him he was great and so is my mum, we are very close, but she remarried and he hates me even though he is good to mum. He has two sons and they don't like me either and it's all because i'm gay. They are big time gay haters. I was about to leave home when this job came up so it gives me time to get something if I go back home. God knows what mum see's in that guy, but she seems happy and who am I to judge her, just wish it was the same as when dad was alive." He was in deep thought for a while, then suddenly smiled at me and said. "Come on Bobby, lets go."

By the time we got to the pub it was already packed with lots of gays and lesbians all shouting at one another trying to talk over the loud music. We got drinks and took them to the back room where all the action was. We just stood at the bar standing close together. After two more drinks I was brave enough to put my arm around his shoulders and he lent against me. I looked down at him and he gave a huge smile back. I took his drink from him and led him the few steps onto the floor. Once there I took him in my arms, lowered my face to his and kissed his lovely mouth. The feel of his petite body against mine was wonderful. He wrapped his arms around me and we just melted into one another. We never did finish those drinks. A guy I knew came over to us and said he thought it was time for us to go home.

"You guys have finished here I think. Have a lovely time, you look great together."

My flat was only a five minute walk from the pub, but it took us three times that to get to my place. It was Andy's fault as he kept stopping for a kiss through the park and they lasted for quite some time. Mind you he was staggering a bit so that also made the walk home a bit longer.

"Bobby?"

"Yes?"

"Whats your name?" Giggles.

"Your fucking pissed Andy and when I get you home you will collapse in a small heap."

"Who said that?" I picked him up and ran the rest of the way home. We spent yet more time joined at the lips outside my door before I managed to get the key into the lock. I dumped him on the couch and knelt beside him.

"I'm not pissed you twat." He smiled at me and fell asleep. I got the duvet from my bed and laid it on the floor next to him. Andy apparenly was not a drinker. I just knelt beside him again and looked at his face and knew I was once again taking things too fast, I just could not help myself. I kissed him very lightly, wrapped myself in the duvet and slept. What a great start! I..............LOVED it.

"Fuck! What happened?" It was 10 o'clock.

"Nothing happened, you were pissed." I had been up for two hours, had breakfast and showered.

"Oh Christ. Oh fuck." "FUCK!" Oh well it was fun knowing you. Tell me what direction and I will go home." He got off the couch, he looked lovely. Those slim legs of his sticking out of his shorts. was a real turn on.

"If that's what you want it's that way." I pointed in the general direction of town.

"Can I have a shower first?" I lead him to the bathroom and closed the door behind him. I did not look at him too closely as I knew if I did I would have taken him to the bedroom instead. After some time he came out with just a towel wrapped round him. I just stared at him and found myself looking at the most beautiful man ever. Everything was in miniture, but with a perfectly developed torso which had matured over his 24 years. His six pack was just perfect as was his chest, shoulders, arms, legs and all things Andy! As a very small man had he over developed his body, he would have looked rediculous. At 5.5 he was to me a sight that could not even come close to anyone I had ever met. Maybe it was because I have a liking for Asian guys who, generaly speaking, were quite small. Who knows, but Andy was something else and I had no end of a job not taking him to bed right then! Still, I was determined to get out and for us to be together on a trip and spend time together. Just two guys going out for the day and having fun without thinking the day ending and the evening beginning. Andy of course was not cooperating and put up a lot of resistance.

"I'm not feeling too well Bobby. I think I need you to take me to bed."

"Tough, learn how to drink."

"My legs are killing me and I don't think I can walk down the stairs."

"Use the fucking lift."

"I think i'm having a heart attack."

"Stop looking at me then."

"I'm agrophobic."

"Close your eyes twat."

"I hate you."

"I love you." FUCK, that just came out.

"You do?"

"Slip of the tongue." The shit came to me and put both arms around my neck and pulled me down to his mouth. I wrapped my arms around him and clung on to his beautiful body. After some time and with Andy still hanging on to me I stood up taking him with me. His feet would be about 5 inches from the floor. He wrapped his legs round me and clung on.

"We ARE going out, NOW." I tried to look as hard as my cock was getting and I was surprised when he said, "Ok, lets go."

We had a wonderful day. The drive down to Southsea, me taking sneak looks at his shorts and legs, Andy doing the same, our walk along the sea front, the meal, "fighting" on the beach trying to push each other into the water and as the sun begun to go down sitting on the steps of the Naval Memorial holding hands and saying nothing, each in our own thoughts.

"Happy?" I asked Andy.

"Very. I'm glad I got you to come here."

"Fuck you."

"Later." And he laughed out loud. I joined him and we cuddled together.

"Lets go back Bobby, please?" We arrived just before 8.

Once in the flat we hugged together and kissed.

"We need to shower." He said looking up at me with that beautiful smile.

"Not yet I want to show you something." And smiled back at him.

"Ok, do you want me to take your shorts off?"

"Go and get a tumbler you sex mad thing, we are going to have a drink first." He did as he was told and I filled it with wine and led him into the lounge. I sat on the couch and made him lay down on my lap. I fed him the glass and he took a swig. I took one myself and put the glass down and looked at Andy laying there. I put my hand on his chest and stroked him for a while. He suddenly sat up and took his top off. I did the same and continued stroking his front all the way down to his shorts. There was definite movement in them and I smiled as he had to adjust a raising hardon.

"There is something sticking in my back." He said and squirmed about.

"Fuck stop that, it hurts."

"Good, we should have gone and had a shower and I could look after it."

"I told you I have got something to show you, look at these." I gave him one of my sketch pads. He flipped the pages over and studied each one. I could tell he was impressed by his reaction.

"Bloody hell Bobby there great. Are they all yours?"

"Yes, keep looking." He carried on and I carried on stroking his belly.

"Your not helping one bit, but don't stop." Then he got to the drawing I wanted him to see. It was one of him the first time I saw him in the pub. He had just got to the table and had removed his hard hat. He was about to sit down.

"That's amazing it could be a photo. You got just about everything right."

"I had to tweek it a bit to make you less ugly, but i'm very pleased with it."

"Cunt."

"Thanks, love you too." I lent over and kissed him. He moaned something and moaned even more when I placed my hand on his hidden, but swollen cock. It felt great and I played with him more.

"Fuck, your not having this all your own way." And with that dug his heels in, lifted his hips and pulled off both shorts and pants. I just stared at his beautiful naked body taking in his wonderful hard cock and the mass of jet black hair crowning it. Under his 6inch manhood were two lovely balls that completed this amazing sight. I took him in my hand and once again kissed him. He dropped the pad on the floor as we continued to kiss and I continued to play with him. After sometime he struggled up got in front of me and, with my help, pulled my shorts and pants off.

"Oh my fucking Christ how the hell am I going to take that up my ass? That's huge Bobby, fucking wonderful as well!" He wrapped both hands around it and stroked me to the full 8.5. By now we were both consumed with sex drive and made for the shower. Once there we washed each other and once we were clean I turned it off got to my knees and took him inside my mouth all the while holding his small pert bum cheeks and then to his balls. His turn came and he did the same to me trying very hard to take as much of me down his throat as possible.

"Come on, we need to get to bed." I said and with that we dried each other off. I could not resist getting into my favorite position and stood behind him with my arms around his body stroking the whole of his front, right down to his straining cock. Andy reached behind my head and pulled me so that our faces were touching. I had to adjust my cock so it laid on his back.

"Thats so big Bobby. How the hell am I going to take it?"

"It's not going to happen just yet. I don't want to hurt you, we just need to practise and it will be great fun anyway."

"Well hurt or not, it's going to fuck me sooner or later. It's never happened before and it's about time it did. We can practise as much as we need to, but it WILL end up inside me." I turned him round and kissed his sweet mouth and led him to bed, put him on his back and laid on top. After a long kissing session I began to go down on him licking and kissing as I went. I found his nipples to be very sensitive and so stayed with them whilst Andy was making all sorts of pleasure sounds. Now down to his belly and that wonderful six pack before at last arriving at his cock which disappeared down my throat and there it stayed giving Andy a great blow. I knew he was getting close so released him and turned my attention to his sack. He let out a yell as I took each one in and sucked, but the best was yet to come when I lifted his hips high enough to expose his bum to my face and he went crazy when my face went beween his cheeks and my tongue found his button. He must have had extra nerve ends around it as his reaction was amazing and he thrashed about crying out with the sensation that my tongue was doing to him. He got even more worked up, if that was possible, when I inserted as much of my tongue that I could get into him.

"I'm going to cum Bobby!!!.......... BOBBY!!!!"I stopped and laid him back down and saw his throbing cock ready to explode. I then touched it just with my finger tips and ran them up to the head and back down several times. Pre cum was dripping out of it at a steady rate and his whole body became even more tense and showing every muscule straining as he approached a full ejeculation. I now took his cock fully into my hand and stroked him while he stared at my face and froze for a brief moment until his cock shot out a massive load and at the same time Andy's whole body recoiled as this great wad exploded out, shot over his head and splattered against the head board. Four more loads followed with Andy's body reacting to every one of them. His whole front was covered with cum and he was struggling to get hold of his breath with his chest raising and falling back time and again. At long last he began to recover and settled back onto the bed. He looked at me not able to say anything, but the look he gave me said it all. He had been to a place never before visited and he was one very contented man. I moved to his face and gently kissed him. He was still on his way back to earth and I waited from him to fully arrive still kissing him. After what seemed an age he was back to normal and I could lay on top of him and hold his beautiful face in both hands. He wrapped his arms around me and told me he loved me.

"I had no idea it would be like this......no idea. That was so good. God you have no idea how much I wanted this, but it was worth the wait because it's you that did it to me." I said nothing, just laid on top of him kissing his sweet mouth. He also had no idea that this was also something I never knew could be this good and I had not even cum myself!

"Oh christ what about you? Oh Bobby i'm sorry."

"Don't be daft. What ever you had I loved doing it, but there is something you could do for me."

"Anything, what?"

"Just take hold of me with both hands sweet man please." I raised slightly and Andy took my cock in his hands as I had asked and begun fucking them. I knew unless I controlled myself this would not take long, but I wanted it to last and so went about it very slowly. As I pumped I looked deep into Andy's eyes. He looked back at me with an expression I had never seen with anyone eles and knew this was very different. I knew I was in love with him and even if I should have been more careful it was too late, I was head over heels and all I could hope for was he felt the same. I was getting close now and whispered in Andy's ear I was about to shoot. I moved to his mouth and kissed him as I shot my first load all over him. Five times I came and five times I told him I loved him. I laid back down and Andy stroked my back until my breathing became more normal.

We were both in a mess with our combined loads all over the pair of us. I moved off of him and we laid together on our sides with arms and legs wrapped round each other. Nothing was said right away, just being like this was all either wanted at that time. Andy was looking at me with one hand stroking my face with a contented smile on HIS face. He broke the silence.

"I do love you Bobby. I don't know how, but I know I do."

"Is that a compliment or am I missing something?"

"Not sure myself to be honest. Let me try again. I know I love you and thats it. I know you will worry because you might think as i'm not that experienced and not been round the gay block like you, this might be just a fling that I will get bored with and find someone eles I fancy more than you. All I can say is you don't know me yet and will have to learn that when I make up my mind, I never change it, ever."

"So you love me then. Does that mean you will move in with me? At least until your job here is finished and then see were we go from there?"

"I'm not sure about that. How much rent will you charge?" He smiled at me.

"Two fucks a day, one before work another at night. Hows that?"

"Only two fucks? Your cheap I would have done it for a lot more."

"Ok, double the fucks and we have a deal. Now get up we need to clean up. I will run a bath." We climbed in with Andy in front of me and just laid there while I played with his body and cock.

"This thing is going to go off again if you keep that up." He half complained.

"Call it a down payment for rent then."

"So, i'm a rent boy now am I?" I ignored him and continued to play. I could feel his cock swell and all of a sudden his legs shot straight out, he tensed up and a fountain of cum spurted from his cock and landed on the taps. After yet another clean up we got back onto the couch and resumed our position that we were in whilst Andy looked at my work. Naked of course. By now his cock had retired for the time being which could not be said for mine. It was drilling into Andy's back so we changed over and I laid there while he took his turn to play with me.

"What time are you going to meet this David guy then?"

"11 o'clock, he has some news about the work of mine he sent to America where he has contacts who he thinks maybe intersted in more and paying well for them."

"And a fuck afterwards I guess."

"Andy I have already told you that wont happen. You have to trust me love, please."

"I do, but I bet you he will still ask for one more fuck for old times sake."

"No he wont, come on lets go to bed." With that I pulled him to his feet kissed him and took him to the bedroom. We cuddled up as close as we could and kissed for a long time until I felt Andy relax as he fell asleep. I was not far behind him.

"See you tonight then. I will be in the pub waiting for you" We were kissing goodbye at the door when Andy had to go. He looked a bit sad as we clung on together.

"Please don't worry Andy, everything will be fine." He just smiled back kissed me again and went to go back to his digs to change ready for work.

David was waiting as promised. We went straight to his club for lunch and sat with our drinks while waiting to be served. He seemed very preoccupied about something and I assumed it was business.

"Are you ok David?"

"I'm fine Bobby, just need to say something, but first the good news. He went into a pocket and handed me an envelope and told me to open it. A letter was in it plus a cheque for £800! I just stared at it not believing what I was seeing! I looked up at David.

"They took the lot and valued them at £100 each and when you read the letter you will find they want a lot more and will negoiate a price. In other words you could get a lot more for any other work. I also have some people who want to talk to you here. All I need is your email and phone number so they can contact you and discuss work they want done."

"Thankyou so much David. This is all down to you, but you may wish you never did."

"Why Bobby?" I swollowed hard.

"David I have met a guy and i'm sure I am, we, are in love and I can't see other guys now. I'm sorry." I waited for his reaction and it came as a total surprise.

"Oh Bobby thats FANTASTIC!" Oh I have worried myself sick since you went home after you stayed at the flat. This was exactly what I was going to say, but for very different reasons. Oh this is tremendous. Waiter!"

"So you don't want to see me again David?" I actually felt hurt.

"I can't. I did something really stupid when you stayed with me. I fell in love with you. It took me a week even to smile again. I was being unfair to all my family and of course to you dear boy. You are the most lovely person and you don't know how pleased I am to hear of your man and I really wish both of you well for the future. This is fantastic Bobby, thankyou for letting me off lightly!"

"No David, thankyou for everything. You are a pretty special person as well and you will always be important to me and I don't just mean because of my art work either, far from it." I got the drawing out of Andy and showed David.

"My word he is a handsome devil. Lovely looking chap and if he is as nice as he looks, you have a good guy there. He is a lucky man and I must say i'm rather envious, but in a nice way." His smile was genuine and very wide.

The meal was great and so was the company. David drove me to Waterloo and stayed with me whilst waiting for my train. At last it was time to go. We shook hands thanked one another for very special times and he was gone. I watched him until he went out of sight and found myself feeling rather sad. He had been a very special person in my life, but now I had an even more special person and I could not wait to see his lovely face later.

That face and the rest of him came in right on time and greeted me with a big smile. The other guys were with him and Andy told them they were sitting with me and introduced us. We just had two drinks and told the others we were off. We did not need to tell them why or where we were going. Andy had already packed and checked out of his digs and we were soon home and in a clinch just inside the front door. I ran a bath and it was not long before I had removed his work clothes and we laid together soaking and me stroking his front again.

"Don't make me cum. It's my turn to play with you later. So how did you get on with lover boy." I told him the whole story.

"Christ £100 each for a doodle. Fuck i'm in the wrong job!"

"You hav'nt got any talent, just a good eye in men." He reached behind and hit me.

"Truth hurts Andy."

"I have not even started. Wait till we are out of the bath your in for a big beating." He giggled.

"Take your choice I can actually beat the crap out of you or I can start to work on your bum hole. Which is it to be?"

"Ok, let me think." He thought as I stroked his cock.

"Does that help at all?" I asked.

"Not at all, but my cock is quite enjoying it." More giggles.

"Oh good. So you decided yet?" Slight pause as fuckwit pretended to think.

"Ok here's the deal. We each tell a joke and who ever tells the best one wins. So if I tell the best one you get to play with my hole, but if you win, you beat me up. Deal?"

"And who the fuck judges?"

"ME of course, it IS my idea. I will go first." I had to go along with this of course and I was loving it, but would never tell him that.

"Ok, off you go."

"Need more hot water, hang on." He moved towards the taps and turned on the hot water. His back looked fabulous and I hoped he would win the contest. WHAT THE FUCK AM I ON ABOUT? He settled back into me.

"Right. A duck went into a pub. The barman asked him what he wanted. "Fish and Chips" the duck said. "We don't sell food only drink. Next day at the same time the duck comes in again. "What do you want?" The barman asked. "Fish and Chips." The duck said. "I told you yesterday we don't sell food ONLY drink. At the same time the following day he came in again. "What do you want." Asked the barman. "Fish and Chips.

"Look you little shit I have told you before WE DON'T SELL FOOD ONLY DRINK. Now fuck off and if you come in here again and ask for food I will nail your feet to the floor! Exactly the same time the next day duck comes in. "Ok, what do you want?" The barman asked. "Do you have any nails?" "No I don't." Said the barman. "Then I'll have Fish and Chips!"

Andy waited for me to split myself laughing, but although it was funny I just said.

"Not bad." Well he was going to win anyway so whats is the point in laughing at all!

"Ok, your turn and I fucking know you liked that joke so why not laugh properly. I kissed the top of his head instead which he seemed happy with. I pulled my arms around him a lot tighter and kissed the side of his face.

"Hey don't try that shit on with the judge, it wont influence me what so ever." Oh fuck lets get on with it, it will be bed time soon.

"Ok. A guy with no arms or legs was sitting on the beach when an American girl came along. "Oh honey have you ever had a hug?" "Well no I have'nt." said the guy. So she gave him a huge hug. Next an Italian girl came along. "Oh my bambino have you ever had a kiss?" "Well no I have'nt. So she gave him a long lingering kiss. Next to come along was an Australian girl. "Hi sport, have you ever been fucked?" "Well no actually I have'nt." He smiled back. "Well you will be when the tide comes in!" I burst out laughing but complete silence from the front.

"Go on Andy you know that was a fucking good joke. You know I have won!" Still silent, he lent forward and had his hands over his mouth. It was no good he started to shake and try as he did he could not help laughing out loud.

"So I won then?" He just got to his knees bent over and said, "Go on help yourself."

"Whats that for, i'm supposed to be beating you up remember?"

"It's a peace offering now just enjoy." I moved towards him and sunk my head into the valley. Once again as soon as my tongue touch his button his reaction was instant and he gave out a shout and jerked his head up at the same time. As he did his head hit the tap. He lost it and let out a stream of foul language that even a nun would approve of! I did'nt exactly help as I was pissing myself so he turn on me and cussed all over again. I was sure he had damaged his one remaining brain cell so, for his safety, I took him to bed and we settled into a 69 for and hour until we both got to the point that neither of us could stop and finally shot all over each other. After yet another shower we settled back into bed.

"Love you."

"Love you too." And we slept like lambs with Andy cuddling into me with his head on my shoulder.

SHORT SORE ARSE

Andy had been with me now for three weeks which ment there was not much more time to go before the roofing job was finished. We had of course talked about what he would do and was activly looking for a job when this one was done. So far he had no luck and we just hoped something would turn up, but it was getting close. Our routine was to meet up after work and have a couple of drinks with his mates before going home. Nothing was said, but they would have known what the situation was between us. There was a reaction from one of the guys, but nothing I or Andy could not live with. Still, it was a little uncomfortable and the guy, apart from being anti gay, was a piece of shit anyway. Very unpleasent.

Life was wonderful and we were very happy together. Our love life was perfect and it was great fun as Andy tried and tried to get me inside his beautiful arse! He was such a determined lover and would not give in although every time we tried it hurt him like hell. He would get me any time he could, strip me off, if I was'nt already, make me lay down while he got me hard, if I was'nt already and climb on board. I would lay there with my arms behind my back offering encouragement. After yet another failure he would flop onto me and we would play fight which always turned us on and of course ended up with our combined juices all over one another. Still, it was begining to get to him and thats when I introduced him to poppers. I hated the smell of them, but needs must and the time came when after a good sniff Andy finally reached his goal.

I was already at home when Andy arrived straight from work. We were getting a bit fed up with one of the guys, Tommy, who was becoming more unpleasent with his comments about us. Even the others were telling him to "leave it Tommy.".

Andy came in and after the usual time spent saying hello in the traditional way we settled down to a meal, watch a bit of tv and then a shower.

"I will be out in a moment Bobby. No need to get dressed." I was'nt going to anyway. I got a bottle of wine and sat down in the lounge looking at my latest and final piece of work for the Americans. Andy came in with only a smile on and joined me on the couch sitting with his back to me between my legs. My cock was already on the way up and Andy was not far behind as I held him in my hand gently stroking his 5 inches to six.

"More wine waiter." He demanded. I reached for the bottle and poured a half glass for him.

"Don't pass out on me, again ok?"

"No chance, i'm on a mission my dear man." I now had both arms around him playing with every thing and working him up. It had the effect on both of us. I was as stiff as it was possible to get. Nothing needed to be said. As one we moved off the couch and I got on to my back on the floor and Andy straddled me and fed my cock to his back door and with one hand holding me in place lent over and kissed me while at the same time forcing himself down on my rod. He was holding his breath and with a massive push his door at long last opened and my cock head was suddenly into him. He breathed out.

"YES!" He shouted.

God it felt so good just having my head into this adorable man. Slowly but surely he worked more and more of me inside him and after a good 4 or 5 inches he began to ride me. We were both in heaven. The feeling was fantastic and as he continued so the deeper he took me. He stopped one last time and with a final huge effort he forced the lot in and he cried out in sheer joy. Again he rested, but after a while he was fucking himself on me as though there had never been a problem in the first place. As he rode me we were both getting so worked up and the whole feeling was pure heaven. I was even able to turn us both round and now with Andy on his back it was my turn to do the work. Very slowly I pushed all the way in and then back to my head and kept it up knowing he was now almost pain free. By the sounds coming out of him he was in another world, certainly one he had never visited before this day. Andy had both arms around my neck and with mouths together we got near to the end. And then we were there. I could not hang on any longer and with a huge push into my mans body I shot a massive load into him, time and again. A few seconds later Andy was crying out and also shot off all over his front and neither of us had touch his cock the whole time.

It took an age for us to climb down from the heights we had just been too. We just looked at each other with huge smiles and kissed as never before. I was still hard and inside him.

"Are you hurting?" I asked.

"It's not too bad so don't come out please, lets just stay like this." I did and the longer I stayed in him the more I began to get worked up again.

"I could cum again Andy. Can you take it?"

"Too damb sure." I began to move and he seemed fine, in fact was encouraging me to keep going. I could not be doing this to the love of my life without getting to the edge again very quickly and after a few more thrusts I was coming for the second time, filling him with what was left in my tanks. I removed myself from him and laid by his side, took him into my hand and stroked him to his second eruption. Christ I never knew two guys could cum this much and of course all mine was in Andy! Not long after we were in the bath in our favorite position having spent some time under the shower first and washing each other and paying a lot of attention to each others cocks. Even after all that we had done, we were still hard.

After drying off we went back to the couch and finished the wine off. I got up and went to the bedroom and bought the duvet back with me. I got in beside Andy, covered us up and cuddled into him.

"Why did'nt we just go to bed?" He asked.

"Because I did'nt think you could walk that far as you must be a bit fragile now."

"Completely fucked actually, in more ways than one!" We kissed for a while, but it did'nt last long this time. Within a few minutes we were both fast asleep.

For once we were up early enough to sit down to breakfast.

"How's the bum this morning?" I asked.

"Oh it's ok. Had a good crap and got rid of your babies, but I don't think anything else fell out. May have to give it a rest though until tonight!"

"Will you be going home this weekend, you said you might?"

"I should really, but there isn't much time left on site so, unless you want me to stay with you, I will have to go home and come back weekends I guess"

"Course I want you to stay and even if you have got not a job before this one is over something will come up."

"Lets see what happens. I want to stay as well, but i'm not going to unless I can work Bobby."

"Fair enough, neither would I. Have you any mechanical experience?"

"No not really unless you include messing about with my brothers cars."

"Maybe I will ask my boss if you could work there. I'm going to leave soon. I have got quite a lot to do now and I can't do two jobs at the same time and work on you as well."

"We will see." And we left it like that.

As it worked out the job did go on for another two weeks, but just as we thought he would have to go home, he came into the pub with big Colin, his work mate and with a massive grin told me he and Colin had been taken on at the new super market site and they would start as soon as this one was finished. We were over the moon and celebrated in the usual way once we got to bed. This time however I took Andy by surprise. I was on top of him and instead of going down on him to administer a blow job, I fed his cock into me and sat on the whole thing in one movement. The look on his face was one of surprise which turned to utter pleasure as I bought him closer and closer to blast off. I held his arms above his head lent down and kissed him until his body tensed as he off loaded into me. After a while I climbed off of him laid by his side and wanked all over his body. After the shower we cuddled up in bed in our usual position and just laid like that waiting for sleep.

"Bobby?"

"Go to sleep."

"I will, but I wont until you are inside me."

"Bloody hell arn't you ever satisfide?"

"Cant get enough of you, you should'nt be so bloody beautiful." Flattery gets him fucked any time he wants I thought. I reached onto the bedside table and spent some time carefully lubing both of us. That done I fed myself into him as gently as possible and after pushing for some considerable time, I was fully "home."

"Bet you can't stay in all night, but if we don't move you could."

"How the fuck do you think I can keep still with that stuck inside you you dipstick?"

"Try, it's only a matter of mind control, bet you can't do it."

"Well even if I could manage to stay still for a while my nob will go soft and fall out anyway. So I might as well carry on. Why else be there anyway?"

"Try, then we will see how much control you have." I tried of course, but only because thats what the boss wanted. I knew I could not last for long so started to stroke him hoping that would be the end of it. He was already hard and after a VERY short time the master of mind control started to moan.

"OK, OK, go for it!" I did and it was brilliant. It did not take long. His tight hole made sure of it and I once again shot a bucket load inside my man. I clung onto him tightly as he too finished himself off into the towel we kept handy for occasions such as this.

"NOW I will stay inside you. No problem." Andy turned his head round as far as he could and we kissed goodnight and like that still with my cock inside him, my arms around his body and his hands holding mine, we fell asleep.

I woke up at about 6am still in the same position. My gun had gone soft, but was not able to flop out due to the fact our bodies were still against each other. With Andy's body firmly against me and with my arms still wrapped around him, my manhood began to stir. I squeezed him very gently and lightly kissed the back of his head. My hands moved over his body and ended up cupping his soft penis in my hand. The whole sensation was out of this world. My cock was now fully erect and I just could not help myself move slightly back and forth, very slowly and ever so gently. I took my hand off of him and moved it to his tummy while the other one held his chest all the while sliding my rod in and out about 2 inches at a time. The more I slid in and out of him the more I was working my self up and found it so hard not to speed up and come to a climax. I resisted, but finally I drove my self over the top and came into him with great loads, shot after shot of the stuff. My whole body was like a rod of steel as I released everything I had and at the same time trying hard not to make a sound. At last I came back to normal and took back control of my breathing and at the same time held tightly onto Andy.

"Christ I love you." I whispered. I dropped my hand to his cock and found it rock hard.

"Yes and the rest of me is awake as well you randy sod."

"Were you awake all the time then? I asked in some surprise.

"What do you think. A 8.5 inch cock pumping my ass and you breathing like an express train. THAT would have wokened up the dead you daft sod, but what a way to wake up! You can do that as much as you like my dear man." I stroked him and once again the towel recieved another batch of Andy cum. He wriggled off my cock and turned to face me and with one hand on my face kissed me.

"Fuck I love you." He said. I moved him onto his back laid on top of him and we kissed until the alarm went off at 7.

"LOVE YOU BOBBY," as he squeezed my hand.

The end of the Mall job was completed and the very next day he began at the new site. The only real difference was that we met at the gay pub instead of the one we used to meet as it was nearer. Colin, his work mate came as well and we had a few laughs trying to get him to chat to the other guys. He turned out to be really nice and he took to us like an older brother, in fact he came round a few times for a meal. By now I had left the garage to consentrate on my art work which was coming along nicely and by this time I was recieving regular payment and more interest from other people. I was earning well and did not have to move too far to get to work, ie the spare bedroom which I had turned into a studio. Another development in Andy's and my relationship was his mum coming to stay. Mildred, or as Andy called her, Mildew, was a lovely person and we hit it off straight away. It was obvious she and Andy were very close, but it was not the same with his step father. Andy hardly ever spoke about him or talked to him.

So it was in that blissful state of happiness we continued to live a life that we were both more than content with. It was at this point that I began to think of the long term and knew that there was going to be one for us. Mildred told me she had never seen Andy so happy and hoped we would make honest men of each other some day soon. I waited to talk to Andy and thought I would bring it up after we had made love one evening. You could sell him anything afterwards as he was so happy, me too I have to add!

"Who's turn is it?" I asked, we were cuddled up in the bath as usual.

"Mine I think."

"Ok, I need to douch when you finish." We took in turns to top the other.

Back in the lounge Andy had opened a bottle and poured out the wine. Naked and laying down as per normal we just took our time and played. Well Andy was at least. He was on his front giving me head while I watched the news on tv and gently played with his bum.

"You are really into this arn't you? Is it getting a bit boring now Bobby?" No my dear I thought, it's a cunning plan to piss you off and we can have a fight on the floor when we know we get so worked up, what follows is fantastic.

"Yeah, not bad. Let me know if you want me to change channels, I think Childrens tv is on now." That did it he was on me like a flash calling me some really dreadful things that even his mother would say "tut tut". He pulled me (well, I let him) to the floor and there we rolled all over the floor "fighting." Dispite being so small he was a tough bugger and I had a hell of a job hanging on to him, so I cheated and started tickling him which made him even madder and out came even more bad words as he thrashed about trying to get away and yelling at me to "stop you fucking queer!" We carried on for ages, but it was obvious both of us were beginning to get turned on as our cocks started to get involved. I brought it all to an end when I managed to dive into his bum with my tongue out and he just disolved into a small lump on the floor. The noise he was making was all I needed to want him to have me on my belly with him behind me and ass pointing up. We were both as hard as nails. He suddenly turned round and ordered me on my back and like that with my legs wide open he climbed between them and entered me as far as he could get. God it was wonderful and not for the first time told him. He was bringing us to a high as he pumped the whole length from head to base, stroke after stroke.

"I'm going to cum Bobby, this is all yours my darling." And cum he did. With one more huge push into me he held himself against my bum, his head shot back and his cock exploded four loads up my passage and I felt everyone of them. I was so worked up at the sight of him and the feel of him inside me it took just six strokes of my cock to follow Andy's and flooded my face, chest and belly. As always the top one of us collapsed on the other and with arms wrapped round we waited for the coming back to normal bit. When we got there we kissed for a long time.

"Will you marry me Andy? Please?" Having just expelled a huge load he must have been a bit knackered, he suddenly came to life and grinning all over his lovely face said, "Oh yes, OH fucking YES!!" Bloody hell what had I started, the bugger would not shut up. We even had to talk about suits and ties, who would be witnesess, reception, honeymoon, rings. Eventually I had to kiss him to keep him quiet! I got him on the couch pinned between the back of it and me and would not let him go. We stayed like that until bedtime, but even then he started talking weddings again. I gave up on it and gave him a blow job instead, anything to take his mind off it. He shot into my mouth and at last he fell asleep on my shoulder. I was loving the cuddle and just laid there listening to his soft breathing.

We woke on the alarm. He had by now turned and as we woke he turned back to me.

"Good morning Partner to be." And kissed me awake. I kissed him back and smiled at him and just stared at his happy face. All through showering, breakfast and getting ready for work he went on and on about our wedding. I just let it happen and at times got a word in edgeways. I just agreed to everything he said and even agreed when he changed his mind! It was the only way of getting him out the door to go to work. As always I went to the door with him in good time to have a long kiss and cuddle goodbye, shut the door behind him then go to the lounge and wave from the window. He turned and waved even more this morning. He was so happy which made me even more so. At last he went out of sight.

I went about my new routine which was to get into my running gear and go for my morning jog. Depending on weather depended on distance. This was a good weather day and so ran four miles. Once back home I took a shower got into clean shorts and top made a coffee and took it to my studio. I had just started work when the door bell rang and did not stop. Who ever was ringing had a heavy hand I thought. I picked up the intercom and saw Colin on the screen and not for the first time in my life I knew there was a problem. I opened the door and went out to meet Colin running up the stairs.

"He's had an accident Bobby you need to get to the hospital mate. I think it's bad." In shear panic I grabbed my keys and drove off. They would not talk to me even though I pleaded to them, but as I was not related they would say nothing. They had managed to contact Mildred and she was on her way. It would be sometime before she got here.

I went to everyone pleading again to be allowed to see him or at least be told how he was. Then I had an idea. I had Mildred's phone number, went outside and rung her.

"How is he Bobby?"

"I don't know they wont talk to me or let me see him."

"Ok love. Go back and I will call them." I went back and waited all the time paceing up and down praying for Andy.

After what seemed hours a young and rather good looking guy came to me.

"Hi i'm Peter one of the team looking after Andy."

"I'm Bobby his partner." A slight smile came across his face.

"Look Bobby Andy is very poorly. All the trauma is on his right side. He has a broken arm and leg which in time will heal and is not a problem, but what is is his head injury and thats serious i'm afraid and he in in a coma. We have stabalised him and given him all the medication we can. Now it,s a matter of waiting to see how he will react and the severity of the damage to his brain. I can't say more than that just now."

"Can I see him?"

"I'm sorry Bobby, not just yet and in any case only his mother will be allowed." and he said, "Unless you two are married?" I looked at Peter and half smiled.

"I asked him last night."

"Just hang in Bobby, the next 24/48 hours are critical, but we are doing all we can. I must get back now."

"Tell him i'm here Peter please."

"I was going to anyway." He squeezed my shoulder and went off.

Mildred and Andy's half brother arrived and she was taken straight in to see Andy. The brother was quiet, just sat there and said nothing. I was'nt inclined to say anything either. After five minutes Mildred came back out looking dreadful.

"All we can do is hope and pray, it's going to be touch and go." She came over to me and gave me a hug. I hugged her back, but wondered why she had not done the same to her stepson.

" You can go in now, but they will tell not to say anything as it's too early to talk right now."

Heart beating fast I went into Andy's room. He had tubes and wires coming out of him and surrouded by all sorts on equipment and the only sound was them as they did their work. I could only see his face, laying there with eyes closed and two tubes one in his mouth and one up his nose. I did'nt say anything, just looked and prayed. I hoped he could smell me at least and would know I was there. The nurse asked me to go and I rejoined Mildred. She sat by herself.

"Where is your son?"

"Gone back home." She did'nt say anymore and to be honest I was pleased it would be just us.

It was going to be a long wait and just hoping for either some good news, or Andy to die. We sat in silence for hours. We took it turns to go to the loo or to the cafe for get coffee. Just sitting and waiting. Just sitting and.............................

We arrived at the time when it was 24 hours since Andy's accident and sill no change, but as far as we were told, no deteriation either.

"But he is still very very ill, but we think now is the time for you to go in and talk. He has the two people he loves and if he is aware, it will help enormously. Mildred you first?"

"No, Bobby first Doctor. If his is going to respond it will be to Bobby. If I go in he will only be wanting Bobby anyway. My turn will come later." She smiled at me and I could not wait to get to him.

I was allowed to stay for half an hour and from the moment I got to him I did'nt stop talking and as I was by myself talked about all the special times and the most intimate ones as well. I was holding his hand all the time. I did not expect any reaction and did'nt get any either, but I put myself into a state of mind that he could hear me, but was just winding me up!" Mildred went in after me and when she came out she looked very tired and it was obvious she had been crying. We hugged together and said nothing. And so it went on like this. We had a boost when Peter, the doctor who first spoke to me came and told us that even though he was still in danger he was in fact getting no worse and they felt that a good sign.

"Another 24 hours will tell us more. Keep positive and keep talking." I did for as long as I could, but always had in mind Mildred who also need to be with her son. We took it in turns, just how many I have no idea. I would wait for my turn staring at anything and seeing nothing except Andys face. It got to the second night and it was obvious that Mildred was becoming even more tired.

"I have to have a sleep Bobby and i'm going to the visitors room. Will you be ok?"

"Sure I will, I will just go in and sit with him. I will wake you in a couple of hours if you like, or before if anything happens." Once again we cuddled finding comfort in them. I went back to Andy took his hand and stroked it with my thumb. I was so tired myself and now and again my head would drop as I nodded off. One of the nurses came in and gave me a coffee.

"How long have you been together Bobby?"

"Two months. I know it's not very long, but it feels longer. He is such a pain and I love him so much, I just want him back Janet."

"We have a great team and he is getting the best care, but you can be sure he is getting as much from you and his mum."

"Will he squeeze my hand if he can hear me?"

"He may anyway, but that could be a natural body action like we all do, but if you keep talking to him and he can hear you he may eventually by able to respond." I thanked her turned to Andy and said.

"Did you hear that? If you can squeeze my hand please Andy." He did,'nt but I still pretended he was winding me up!" I forgot all time as I sat there with him and was surprised when Mildred came in.

"Oh sorry, I did not realise the time."

"Thats ok love, but I think you should get some sleep you have been awake for over two days now. Go and sleep and I promise to wake you if anything happens, but will leave you for a few hours."

"I'm off for a while Andy. Be back soon. Love you." I lent over and kissed his forehead. I felt a squeeze!

"ANDY, do that again?" Mildred looked at me.

"He squeezed my hand Mildred!" He squeezed again.

"He's done it again! Andy, if you can hear me squeeze again." He did. Mildred ran out and told the nurse and came in to look at Andy.

"I will call the doctor, stay with him and keep talking. Both Mildred and I held a hand each and took it in turns to talk and indeed he managed to squeeze both. The medical team came in and we went out. I was now fully awake and nothing could get me into bed.

The doctor came back out and was more than positive and was very happy that Andy was turning the corner. I agreed that I would now go and sleep after going to say goodnight to Andy. I went in and talked to him for a while then told him I was off to sleep, but I would be back very soon. Andy gave me a squeeze goodnight. I slept for 12 hours.

"You had better go in Bobby, he keeps looking for you." When I opened the door he saw me and his eyes lit up he even managed a smile. I went over to him and for the first time in what seemed a life time I saw my man alive and breathing on his own. I kissed him and told him I loved him. His eyes told me he loved me as well. He was well enough for Mildred and I to go back to my place and get cleaned up. Poor Mildred did not have a change of cloths and I certainly could not help her. We returned to the hospital this time with enough food to last a week.

The long and short of it was that Andy spoke his first words the following day and much to my delight they were, "Love you Bobby," as he squeezed my hand. His progress was so good he was transfered to a different ward the day after that, still sick, but no longer in danger. It was now a matter of time and Mildred and I managed to go home to sleep. I also took her shopping for some new clothes. After two more days she felt satisfied that she could return home and called her husband who eventually arrived to pick her up. I met him, but he could not be less intersted in meeting his stepsons boyfreind. Why she was with him I never knew. Before she left she spent some time alone with Andy and I tried to talk to stepdad, but as the response was nil, I turned my back on him and walked away. Mildred and I hugged for the last time and thanked one another for all our support. She and I had become very close.

During the next two weeks Andy improved so much he was transfered again to a general ward and again after another two weeks was finally discharged. I took him home with a batch of medication and dates for out patient appointments and intructions as to his care, but just coming home was the real medicine and we both settled back into the relationship which had so nearly ended on the day of the accident. After six months he was back to normal and there was no visible evidence of all the physical problems he had had, except one thing. I have no idea about the workings of the brain, but i'm sure something happened to his during the accident because now I can't shut him up. He talks from the moment he wakes until finally he falls asleep when we get to bed. Mind you it's made me love him even more, if that was possible. He was offered a job with a local gardener and loves it. Anything as long as it did not include ladders! Andy had to go to many out patients appointments both with orthopedic and neurology consultants. The final one was with Peter the Doctor who had spoken to me when Andy was in ICU. He went through the results of the latest tests and was pleased to tell us that all was well and Andy was now fully discharged."I am so pleased for both of you, you guys are great together and I hope you have a great future. As a gay man myself it is wonderful when you meet that special guy don't you think?"

"We love each other to death Peter. Andy said, "do you have that special man then?"

"Well I have been seeing a guy for about two months now and it's going so well and i'm hopeful that it will be a long lasting thing between us. Funny enough his name is Andrew as well Andy, he is a fittness instructor at the Aldershot gym. Amazing looking guy, but most important a wonderful man in every way. Goodness knows why someone has'nt snapped him up long ago!" Andy shot me a look as I stared at Peter. "And so I expect you are thinking lucky Peter then? Want to go back to the gym and have an other massage with Mr Gay UK?"

"No actually, I was thinking lucky Andrew." A small bit of domestic violence broke out as Andy slapped my ass."How did you know Andrew gave me a massage anyway?"

"I have read this shit and the sex you had with him even gave me a hardon. Bitch!"

AND FINALLY

At the beginning of this I told you I was 27, but I was 23 when all this happened. I also told you I was wondering whether to go home or have another beer. I'm glad I opted for another beer as I have just had a call from Andy and he told me to stay there as he has finished work early and is on his way. In fact here he is and looking as wonderful as ever.

"Hi handsome." He said, gave me a kiss and sat down with his beer.

"Where's mine?"

"In the barrel."

"Thanks, love you too." I smiled at him."What shall we do tonight, stay in and suffer my cooking or you take me out to eat?" I asked my beautiful man."I'll take you out if you pay, fair enough?"

"What about when we get home or do I have to pay for that as well?"

"Don't give me ideas, you might just end up broke."

"And you with a sore ass, again. Come on, lets go and make babies."

"My turn Mr Wiseman I think."

THE END

(But I can write about the four years since Andy's accident if there is any interest. If I do continue with our story it will be called "Bobby and Andy".)

Ok, hope you liked this. All mistakes are Andy's fault because he does not know I have just said that. (Oh yes I do!) If you want to comment please do, but remember, it's just a bit of fun and I don't take it too seriously. Write to winchesterbornbred@hotmail.co.uk Bobby. And me! Andy.