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The New Tenant - Part 2
Chapter 6
A few months later and life was much the same. Richard continued to rent my spare room and was still in a relationship with Liz. He would fuck me or let me suck him a couple of times a week, but he always left straight after his orgasm. The only real change was that we were now so used to seeing each other naked that I no longer worried about putting on my dressing gown when he was around.
I hadn't met anyone at all, so other than with Richard I didn't have any kind of sex life. It was getting a bit frustrating as I hadn't been kissed since my partner left and I was really missing the intimacy of just being held in someone's arms. Some people are happy playing the field and don't need an emotional attachment, but that's not me at all and I was at a low ebb.
I hadn't been idle though, with Richard's help I was getting more exercise than ever. We went running together and he had some hand-weights which he let me use. I dropped a couple of clothes sizes, so he took me shopping to get a new wardrobe. Usually I'd wear plain dark t-shirts and trackie bottoms and would hope to blend into the background, but he made me buy brighter things that I wouldn't have considered in a million years.
"This is all wrong!" He joked. "You're the gay one, it's meant to be you making me look fabulous!"
I must admit, I was starting to look pretty good. Maybe I would be able to find a new boyfriend on the chat apps after all. Did the App Store even exist when I was last on the dating scene? I made it my new year's resolution to join one. But first there was Christmas to get through, something I'd been dreading as it was the first one in years where I was single. I'd never been a particular fan of this time of year, even as a kid, but the ex made it special. Now I was going to be alone.
It was mid-December and Richard and I were having coffee after a short run.
"You're not putting up decorations this year?" He asked me.
"I'm not really feeling very festive. I don't have any now anyway, the old ones went with Jason."
"Are you OK?"
"I'll be fine, it's just I'm really not looking forward to Christmas coming." I said.
"What are you doing on the day?"
"Nothing much, it'll just be me so I won't bother cooking. I'll just heat up a pizza I guess."
"Oh right, that's no good. I thought you'd be off up north to see your family."
"They did ask, but honestly I didn't think I'd be very good company so I made my excuses. What will you be up to?"
"I'll be at mum's. You'd be more than welcome to join us if you want, mate."
"Thanks. I would, but I can't spend the day with Liz. I can cope with exchanging a few pleasantries with her when she picks you up, but I can't get to know her with what we've been doing."
"Yeah OK, I see that. Is that the only reason?"
"It's a pretty big one."
"Sorted then, she won't be there. She's working most of Christmas and Boxing Day. Dinner's at 2, but we'll walk round at about 11. I'll let mum know I'm bringing you."
"Eh?"
"Colin. This might be a bit... complicated, but you are my friend and I'm not going to leave you here upset on your own when you'll be more than welcome at mum's. My brother's having dinner at his in-laws this year, so there's room. You've already met mum a couple of times. Plus you're nearly the same age, you can talk to her about the good old days or whatever. When you could take someone to the flicks and still have thruppence change for a gobstopper and the bus fare home."
"Piss off!" I laughed. "I'm 43 not 83." He could always find a way to cheer me up. "I might not let you fuck me for that."
"Like you'd ever say no to me." He grinned.
Chapter 7
Christmas came and went, and thanks to Richard it was much better than it could have been. He spent Christmas Eve with his girlfriend, and fucked me in the shower the next morning before we went to his mum's. I still marvelled at his energy.
On the evening of January 1st I was determined to at least try and get a love life. I was about to set up a profile on a dating app when I got an email from the ex. My heart sank like a stone just seeing his name on the screen. I could hardly breath when I opened it up.
Hiya hun,
It's been a while.
I hope you had a good Christmas and new year. Are your parents OK?
Jason x
Did he want me back? I was desperate to know why he emailed me out of the blue like this. He'd turned my life upside down when he had an affair and left. I still loved him as much as ever, but I didn't know if I could ever trust him again. Did I even want him back? My heart was racing. Maybe I was reading too much into it, there could be any number of reasons why he contacted me. But then he did finish it with a kiss. I decided to send a short reply.
Hi Jason,
Christmas was pretty quiet. My parents are fine thanks. How are things with you?
Colin
Almost as soon as I sent the email I got a message asking if I was busy and if I had time to talk. I replied saying I wasn't doing anything and was on tenterhooks waiting for the phone to ring.
A little while later the doorbell went. I knew Richard wasn't home so I grabbed my dressing gown and opened it. Jason was filling the door frame.
"I hope you don't mind me turning up like this."
"I thought you were going to call me."
"I can go if you want... Sorry, I've messed this up, I'll go."
"No you're here now, come on in. Did you want a cuppa?"
"Please."
"Do you still have two sugars?"
"Yeah."
I went to the kitchen and he followed me.
"Wow, you look so different! Have you been on a diet?"
"I've been eating a bit healthier, and going for a lot of runs."
"Seriously?
I shrugged. "I've had a lot more time on my hands since you left, I couldn't spend it all just moping about."
He nodded. "Well you look great. But then I always thought you did anyway... I see you've still got that ratty old dressing gown, I never could get you to throw it out."
"I keep meaning to get a new one, it's far too big for me now."
"How much have you lost?"
"About 30 pounds, I've still got quite a bit more to go though ." I handed him a mug and sat down on the sofa in the living room. He sat beside me.
"This is weird, it still feels like home."
"I don't mean to be rude, Jason. But why are you here?"
"There's something I wanted to tell you."
"Let me guess." I said shirtily. "You're getting married to whatever-his-name-is and you wanted me to hear it directly from you. Or some such bullshit."
He shook his head and looked down. He looked like he was trying not to cry.
"No not at all. I broke it off with him just a few weeks after I left. I needed to say how sorry I am about everything."
"And what the fuck am I meant to do with 'sorry'? I've not heard from you since April and you just turn up now to try and make yourself feel better? You're a total prick, you know that? We were together over twelve years and you threw that all away for what? A couple of months with some random guy who shook his arse at you on a night out. I meant less than nothing to you. Sorry means fuck all, Jason."
He put his hand on my thigh. His touch went through me like an electric shock. How could he still have that effect on me after what he'd done?
"Please!" He sobbed. "I still love you, I've always loved you. I've been wanting to call you for ages, but I didn't know if you'd want me to or not."
He started to rub my thigh, and despite everything I could feel myself responding.
"You can't just swan back into my life and expect me to forgive you."
"I know, but I want to make this right. I'll do anything."
I sighed and shook my head. "I don't know if we could ever get back what's gone. You've hurt me too much."
"Please let me try. I've been so stupid, I don't know why I did it."
I felt so profoundly sad, but my cock kept getting bigger as he rubbed my thigh.
"I do love you, Jason. Maybe I always will, but I don't know if we can move on from here or if there's any kind of future for us. We'd have to take it really slow."
"At least there's a chance."
"I'm not saying there's a chance. But there might be one in the future."
"I'll take that."
"You've made things really hard for me."
"I can see that." He stopped rubbing my thigh and grasped the tent in my dressing gown.
"Jason, what are you doing?" I gasped.
"I want to make you feel better."
"Pease don't, you know what you do to me."
"Do you want me to stop?" He massaged my bulge. "I'll stop if you want."
There was so much going on in my head that I just sat motionless. He still loved me and wanted me back, but I couldn't think properly while he was touching me like that. It had been so long since anyone had played with me cock, in all the times we'd had sex Richard hadn't touched it even once.
"Your cock definitely wants me to carry on doing this." He pulled up my dressing gown. "Yeah, there it is. It looks so good." He wrapped his hand around it and slowly wanked it.
"Jason, please..." Is all I could say.
"Please stop, or please carry on?" He said continuing to wank me. "God, you're making so much pre-cum right now." He squeezed the tip to get more out. "It seems a shame to waste it." He said licking it off his fingers. "You still taste good."
I couldn't take it any more, I sighed in resignation and sat there letting it happen. He teased out more pre-cum and licked it. "So good... I'm going to taste it from source." He knelt at my feet. "Open your legs so I can suck you."
With my resistance gone I gave up any pretence that I didn't want this to continue, and opened my legs wide for him. "Suck me baby, I've wanted this for so long."
Jason smiled. "Anything for you, hun. I need your cum in my mouth." He scratched my balls, which always sends me into over-drive.
"Ahh fuck that's so good! Harder... yeah that's it. Yeah you know how I like it... Get that cock in your mouth now, you fucker! Come on, I thought you wanted to suck me!" I didn't know where the hell that came from, but once I started I couldn't stop.
"Suck me harder you pig, show me how much you want this cock. You need me back? You're going to have to fucking work for it... And get your chubby hand off your little prick. Did I say you can touch it? No! If you wanted a wank you wouldn't have come crawling back to me. If you want to touch yourself you've got to beg, and right now you've got your mouth too full of my cock to talk. Scratch my ass you fat slag... You dare to think you deserve to be with me? You're worthless, just a big waste of space... Make me cum, swallow everything I give you and pray I let you do it all again... I should have kicked your huge arse out long ago, not wait for you to go spreading yourself about like the piece of shit you are. And you think sorry's going to fix anything? Oh yeah that's it, get ready I'm going to flood your greedy mouth... Fuck!"
It was one of the most intense orgasms I ever had, and suddenly my bravado evaporated and I whimpered. "That was so good, baby. I love you so much." Oh why the hell did I say that?
"I love you too, hun."
We heard a noise coming from the kitchen.
"Oh no." I did up my dressing gown.
"Is someone in there? Hello?"
"It's Richard." I said.
"Richard? Who the fuck is Richard?"
I raised my voice. "You can come in, Rich. We're covered up."
He slowly wandered into the living room.
"Erm... Hi." He blushed.
"We're you back there long?" I grimaced.
"Long enough. I came in the backdoor, I heard you and didn't want to disturb. But I couldn't go upstairs as it meant walking through here. I tried to stay quiet."
"Shit, I'm really sorry you had to hear that, you aren't normally back this early. Introductions I guess, Richard this is Jason. I've probably mentioned him."
"Yeah maybe a couple of times."
"And Jason, this is Richard who's my tenant. He rents out our old computer room."
"Oh right. Normally I'd shake your hand, but you know..."
"I'll just go to my room and leave you to it." Richard rushed out and up the stairs.
"Well that was awkward." Jason sat down.
"You don't know the half of it."
"How long has he lived here?"
"A few months, he's a good guy. A friend really, he's helped me a lot. I wouldn't have lost the weight without him."
"Erm... Did you mean all what you said, do you want me to lose weight too? Because I will if it's what you need."
"Jason, I don't know what I need from you. But whatever happens we can't rush it, and that's what we've just done. You have to give me space and time to think. That's what I need right at this moment."
He looked devastated. "Are you sure?"
"For now I need you to go. OK? We'll talk again soon."
"Can I call you?"
"No I'll call you when I'm ready."
He nodded. "OK hun, I'll try and be patient."
Chapter 8
I didn't see Richard for a few days, I'm pretty sure he was avoiding me rather than being too busy as he seemed to be in his room a lot more than normal. Eventually he knocked on my bedroom door one evening. I wasn't wearing anything but didn't bother covering myself up.
"Hi Rich, are you OK?
"Sure. I've just got your rent money here." He came in and handed me an envelope. He was just wearing his long shorts. "How are you?"
"Thanks. Erm, embarrassed about the other night."
"Are you getting back together with him?"
"I don't know."
"Because I worry about you. I didn't know you before, but he left you in a bit of a state. You've been doing really well the last couple of months, you've worked hard on getting both your body and your head straight, excuse the pun. I'm not trying to tell you what to do, but you just need to be careful, yeah?"
"But I've been so lonely!" Suddenly I was crying. "I'm not built for being single."
"Oh come here." He held his arms out. I stepped towards him and he held me close. "That guy treated you so bad. Being with someone like that is worse than being on your own. You're a strong guy, you'll get through it. You're worth more than you think you are, and infinitely more than he is... Come on, let it out. I'm here for you. You knew this time of year was going to be tough, but trust me that guy isn't the life raft you want him to be, he's the water that'll drown you. Remember I heard what you were saying when he was blowing you, gobbing off insults at him. That wasn't you. The Colin I know isn't like that."
"I don't know why I said those things." I sobbed and gently kissed his neck.
"Because he's hurt you and you want to make him feel as shit as he's made you feel. He knows how to turn you on and he's trying to use that to manipulate you into getting what he wants. I think you need to hear this because if someone doesn't say it he'll win. You'll take him back and you'll pretend it's OK, but you'll never be truly happy because every time you don't know where he is or what he's doing, in the back of your mind you'll worry he's with someone else again."
"But I love him so much!"
"You love the person you thought he was, not who he really is. You deserve so much more."
"Do I? Because I don't seem to get it. The only other guy who has any interest in me is straight and just uses me to get off. At least with Jason he'll get me off too."
"Oh shit, I'm sorry. You said you liked what we did, but I never really thought about what it might be doing to you. Did you want to stop?"
"No!" I kissed his neck again, a little longer. "I just want something to go my way for once, someone that will hold me and kiss me, to make me feel loved and desirable."
"You are desirable."
"Oh come off it."
"I wouldn't be having sex with you if I didn't want to. I always thought I was straight, but I don't know any more. I could have been fucking Liz and yet I rarely did because I kept wanting to fuck you. What I was doing to her was wrong, and I don't want to be someone like Jason. I like to think I'm a decent guy, but all I've been really is a cheat. Just like my dad was until he was caught. I hate him for what he did to mum and yet I've been doing the same. I tried to rationalise it to myself, that it didn't count because it wasn't with another woman. Honestly I hoped it was just a phase that I'd lose interest after a few times, but it didn't go like that, so Liz and I split up. That's why I was home early that night."
"Oh I'm sorry to hear that." My head was swimming as he held me tight.
"I don't deserve her. And Jason doesn't deserve you."
"I know."
"Are you feeling any better?"
"A bit."
"Let's sit down."
"Can I keep holding you?" I whimpered.
"OK. Let's lie down then."
"Thank you." We laid down on the bed. I put my arm around him and rested my head on his chest.
"You'll be fine." He put his hand on my back and stroked it.
I whispered, "That feels nice."
He sighed and we lay there in silence for a while. I occasionally kissed his chest while he kept stroking my back.
"It's all OK. We'll both be fine." I purred as he started to scratch my back.
"Why are you so good to me?"
"I haven't been, but I promise I'll be better. This is new to me and it's really confusing. You'll need to be patient as I work things out, I don't want to cause you any more pain by promising something I find I can't give later on."
I looked at him, trying to comprehend what he was saying. He leaned in close and gave me a gentle kiss on the lips. Was this really happening? He kissed me again slowly and his tongue entered my mouth.
He squeezed my nipple, then he took my cock in his hand. He whispered in my ear, "Tonight I'm going to show how much I desire you. I want you to fuck me this time." He pulled down his shorts.
"You do?"
"I've been wanting it to happen for a while now. But take it slow, I've never done this before. I want to feel you cum in me."
"I want that too, so much. Are you sure you're ready?"
"Please."
"OK. Lie on your side facing away from me."
"Don't you want me on all 4s?"
"No, your first time should be special and intimate, I'm not going to just give you a pounding." I lubed up my cock from the tube in the drawer and lay down behind him. I kissed his neck while I rubbed my cock up and down his crack. "You look beautiful."
He pulled his cheeks apart and I rubbed my cock over his hole, spreading lube over it. "I'm going to slide my cock into you. It's going to feel so good." I pushed the tip into his hole. I waited a while for him to get used to it before I slid further inside him and held him close. After a few minutes I was all the way inside and gently fucking him. "Is this OK, I'm not hurting you?"
"No it's good." He breathed. "Go a bit faster."
I picked up the pace and it wasn't long before I could feel my balls tightening. "Oh baby I'm cumming inside you!"
We lay there cuddling as I got my breath back.
After a while he said, "Was I OK? Did I do it right?"
"Richard it was wonderful. I hope it felt good for you."
"It was nice. A bit weird, but I liked it."
"Do you want to fuck me now?"
"No not yet, just keep holding me."
We lay there like that chatting for a while until we both drifted off to sleep, I was feeling more relaxed and contented than I ever had done.
I awoke in the morning under the duvet, but alone. I wasn't surprised he'd gone, but I was grateful for what we had shared. He'd shown me that I don't need Jason in my life and I decided to send him an email later to tell him I wasn't going to see him again. I felt like a huge weight had been taken off my shoulders. I stretched out and was considering getting up when Richard walked into the room holding a mug.
"Morning sleepyhead, I got up a few minutes ago and made you a coffee." He put it on the bedside table and got in the bed. "What shall we do today?"
"Erm... We could go for a run?"
"OK, but let's snuggle for a bit first."
I just beamed. "No regrets about last night?"
"Not at all, it was lovely. I know what I want now. I still like girls that's not going to change, but I like you more. Can we not tell anyone about us for a while though? I'm not embarrassed about being with you or anything, I'm just not ready to tell people that I'm gay. Or bi or whatever I am... That's assuming you want to be with me, I'm not wrong am I?"
"No you're not wrong."
He kissed me and ran his fingers over my chest. "I never thought I'd have a boyfriend." He smiled. "Now can we have a conversation about removing this?" He said, playing with my chest hair.
"Nope, that's staying. I've told you before, you can keep Nairing my back, but I like having a hairy chest."
"Well all right, I'll just have to get used to it."
The End