Disclaimer: The following is a work of fiction. It contains depictions of consensual sex between two men. The story also includes depictions of the sexual activity of a physically handicapped person. If this or any other aspect of male/male sex offends you or if you are averse to anything homosexual, please go elsewhere.
WINE COUNTRY
Copyright 1999 by Robert J. Cutter -- All Rights Reserved.
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Chapter 2 -- Jack's Dilemma
Jack woke up the next morning not knowing where he was; he was quite confused. He looked around the room. His body felt very serene even though his mind was in turmoil.
He felt a weight on his shoulder and something soft and warm in his hand. Jack looked down and suddenly remembered where he was and where he had spent last night. He was holding and softly caressing Jevin's arm stump with both of his hands. The arm was velvety soft and quite warm, just as Jack remembered it from last night.
He looked at Jevin whose head now rested on Jack's shoulder. He then completely recalled last night and the events that led up to his being here in this young man's apartment.
"What a night we had! Had it been real? Have I really connected with this young, enticing guy?" he calmly asked himself. It seemed impossible but it was apparently so. Jack felt confident waking up with this stunning young man and he sleeping together. Here, apparently, was someone who really liked him and wanted him - and his aged body.
Jack looked over at the sleeping Jevin. He could not believe the intensity of the feeling that he had for this guy. "What an exquisite beauty he is," Jack thought. "To spend even one night with such a fabulous creature makes me incredibly lucky!" He planted a feather light kiss on Jevin's forehead, nuzzled the stump and kissed it.
Unfortunately for Jack, this feeling of serenity and hope did not last all that long. The old demons were playing with his mind again. In a manner that seemed to flood and overwhelm his brain he kept hearing the same thing over and over again.
"But why would he want someone as old as you? He's a young, handsome, enticing guy! He's a very sexy partner. Of course, he is `damaged' goods and he takes it where he can find it. You were very, very lucky to get such a nice young cock to suck on last night. He's obviously a very, very desperate person!"
Jack tried to fight back these horrific thoughts and he finally succeeded.
"God! What a fucking horrible, uncaring, and unthinking person you are, Jack Turner. Can't you see that the guy really likes you? Don't you know yet that you really like him? Can't your pea brain comprehend such an emotion? Don't you know yet that you love his beautiful soft, smooth body and that tempting missing hand? His youth is doing wonderful things to your sexual abilities and that glorious stump is doing wonderful, exciting things to your body. And still you turn away from Jevin! What a shithead you are! You have found a decent, caring and loving person and you're going to piss it away because you have unfounded and unsubstantiated doubts and fears about your own sexual desirability. What a load of horse shit! If you loose this guy, this beautiful Jevin, this wonderful young person, then you deserve the middle age filled with loneliness and misery that you're going to get!"
Jack glanced at Jevin's beautiful face, resting so peacefully on his body. He was certainly beautiful -- and desirable -- and caring -- and loving. Jack had never met anyone like him in all the years he was searching. Jack held Jevin's attractive arm stump so delicately and soothingly -- like it was a piece of the rarest crystal; he lovingly caressed it again and again.
Jack's eyes began to wander around the room. He had not looked at it carefully last night since there were other pressing matter to be attended to at that time. He noticed lots of bookcase filled, appropriately, with books, but also containing various knick-knacks and what appeared to be family pictures. There were also trophies, plaques, a candelabrum and numerous items of glass. There was a very large computer and other equipment he did not recognize set up on a large desk. His eyes suddenly saw Jevin's artificial arm lying on the dresser; it was attached to something that was flashing a green light. He felt himself getting aroused once again as he continued to look at Jevin's prosthetic arm and rub and hold the arm stump. He noticed a digital clock -- it was 10:12 AM. Time to get up and take his morning piss.
Jack slowly released Jevin's arm stump and moved the youth's head onto his own pillow. He walked to the bathroom and started peeing. He saw his reflection in the mirror above the toilet and smiled happily at himself. He thought back to last night again and of his great good fortune in their meeting. This was despite what his demons and slightly achy body told him. Suddenly he saw Jevin's face appear behind him, almost like an apparition; he turned so fast that he almost pissed on Jevin.
"What the hell are you doin'? You scared the shit outta me!" Jack practically yelled.
"I need to take a wicked piss, that's what." They leaned in towards each other and kissed very lightly.
"Good morning, Jevyboy," Jack said.
"Good morning, my great big Jackybear," Jevin responded. Jevin looked down at Jack's cock and boldly leaned over and took it delicately in his hand and aimed it at the bowl. Jack, realizing how great this felt, did the same, holding on to Jevin's gorgeous cock and stoking it lightly with one finger as he aimed it at the bowl; they both pissed while chuckling.
Jevin kissed Jack again. "Do you want to go back to bed?" he asked.
"God! You are one hot, horny stud, aren't you, Jev?"
"With you in bed with me everything is possible -- even me being a stud."
"What do you mean `even me being a stud'?"
"You know, I'm not, well, I'm gawky and sort of nerdy and, uh, not very good looking and I have this..." he said while looking down and raising his arm stump slightly. "I'm definitely not what is normally referred to as stud material." He blushed; this always happened to him whenever he spoke about himself engaged in sexual activity.
Jack put his two hands on either side of Jevin's face, lifted it until they were looking in each other's eyes and kissed him more passionately. "Not true! Absolutely not true! You are a very attractive guy, not to mention a very, very sexy guy. Believe it! And I love your--" He lightly took Jevin's arm stump in his hands and brought it to his mouth. He kissed it lovingly.
"You really think I'm attractive and sexy?" Jevin asked shyly.
"Yes!"
"And my missing hand doesn't bother you?"
"Absolutely not! Jevin, please don't question me! What did I say? It's so! You're a very good-looking guy -- very handsome. I would go so far as to call you beautiful." Jevin blushed an even deeper shade of red. "You're tall, you've got a great body, great eyes, a fabulous smile and absolutely superb equipment." Jack reached down and gave Jevin's semi-erect cock and his balls a gentle squeeze. Jevin grinned ear to ear. "You're just a really, really sexy young guy and if you ask me, your arm stump contributes to that tremendous sexiness."
The last part was spoken very softly and sexily. Jevin eyes started tearing up when he heard this. Jack leaned forward and they both kissed softly. Jack put his arms around Jevin's waist and pulled him closer for a more passionate kiss. Their chests were grinding together and their tongues explored the mouth of their partner.
When they broke, they smiled broadly at each other. Jevin moved his arm stump and slowly began rubbing it the length of Jack's now erect cock. Jack was immediately in a high state of arousal.
"This kid with his stump of an arm, unbelievable package and sexy young body is going to kill me," Jack thought. "And I'll die and extremely happy man!"
But Jack seemed incapable of remaining happy for any length of time. It went against his psychological makeup. It went against the twenty years of having sex with men and not having found a real, lasting relationship with anyone.
The old demons had to have their say. "Of course, he probably will not want you. What happens if you let yourself get too happy and then this Jevin doesn't want a lover or even an occasional partner as old as you are? Huh? This will certainly be the outcome of this mismatched affair! Rejection is what you're looking at; you're begging for it and leaving yourself completely vulnerable!"
Jevin and Jack walked slowly back to the bedroom. Jack was walking with his head down. Jevin had his right arm wrapped around Jack's waist.
"What's that green light flashing over there?" Jack asked.
"Oh, that's my arm. It's an electric arm and the battery has to be charged every night, otherwise it loses power and I'm carrying around dead weight."
"Has that happened often?"
"Many times, and it isn't fun. I usually take it off if it goes dead. I remember once I went to a high school basketball game and it died on me. I took it off and held it in my lap for the rest of the game. Walking out, though, I shoved into my jeans pocket and a woman started screaming and damn near fainted when she saw it; and a kid asked me how I did that trick."
As they approached the bed Jevin became very serious and hesitated; he did not get into the bed. He looked directly at Jack, who was standing on the opposite side still with his head down. Jevin lowered his head and asked shyly, "Jack was I all right last night when we...? I--I mean, did I do the things you like?"
"You were very, very good, Jevin. Honest! I mean it!"
"Are you sure? Did I really satisfy you, Jack? Are you happy with me?"
"Yes you did and I'm very happy with you, Jevin."
"The reason I'm asking is that when we cuddled last night afterward, you--you seemed a bit, you know, cool and distant and unresponsive."
"I'm sorry about that Jevin. That seems to be a problem I have and you shouldn't worry about it."
Jevin looked directly at Jack again. "Why shouldn't I worry about it?"
"Because it's my problem and not yours!" Jack replied with a sharp edge to his voice.
"But I worry about your problems, Jack, because any of your problems are my problems. So what is it? Please talk to me. Please," Jevin pleaded.
"I would rather not talk about it, if you don't mind."
"But, Jack, I do mind. If there is a problem, then we must talk about it. Listen, I have to tell you in all honesty that last night was the best night of -- er - sex in my entire life -- maybe the best night of my entire life, period. Of course, I am only eighteen, and I haven't experienced all that much. But it was the absolute best! It was such a high that I thought it was the perfect time to die since I was already in heaven."
Jack noticeably jumped when he heard this last statement. "Oh, God!" he thought. "Why am I such an unfeeling, uncaring, unsympathetic shitheel! How can I do what I'm doing to this kid?"
"It was absolutely fantastic, Jack! And not only the sex we had together, even though that was the best ever! It was everything. It was so wonderful talking to you at the Mayfair and also when we came here. I felt so accepted when you held my arm so gently and rubbed it so soothingly. Nobody had ever done that to me before -- nobody! I was thrilled when you saw my body and didn't turn away -- as people have done in the past. And we had such great sex and I felt so loved and I felt so safe sleeping in your arms last night--" Jevin's voice trailed off.
He took a deep breath and looked straight at Jack. "I really don't want to lose what we have, Jack - or what I think we have. Maybe you don't think we have anything going between us -- and maybe you're right. But I think we do. I think we'll be great together. So if there is a problem with me or -- uh - a problem that will affect us, that will prevent us from having more nights like last night, then we must talk about it. Jack, we must!"
Jack was rocked by the incredible maturity of Jevin's statement. He sat down on the bed and buried his face in his hands and started to sob quietly. "This kid may be half my age but he's more mature in so many ways than I am," Jack thought.
Jevin immediately moved over and sat next to him. He put his right arm over Jack's shoulder and pulled him towards his body. Jack put his head on Jevin's shoulder and continued to weep. Jevin stroked Jack's hair and kissed his forehead softly.
"What is it, my Jackybear?"
Jack could not speak -- he was crying too hard. He just shook his head and looked down at the floor.
Jevin held Jack in his arms and stroked Jack's body until he calmed down enough to speak. "Jevin, I really don't know how to say this, but ... Jevin, I'm getting old and ... I know I'm much too old for a young guy like you." He started sobbing again.
"What?" Jevin asked incredulously.
"I'm old, damn it! Don't you understand? I'm forty-two fucking years old and I'm beginning to look and feel it. I know that a young, attractive guy like you doesn't want to bother with the likes of an old man like me!"
Jevin was absolutely stunned! He had finally connected with a man who was able to satisfy him, who wasn't repelled by his physical condition and whom he thought he was able to satisfy. Their loving seemed so mutual and so complete. Yet here was Jack bawling his eyes out over something as trivial as their age difference. "Why do I get these weird cases?" Jevin asked himself. "I thought everything was so great! Now the guy has a fucking age hang up? This is too goddamned weird! I could face rejection without any problem; I'm used to that! But I'm having problems with this kind of shit!"
Jevin released his hold of Jack, stood up and walked away from the bed. He turned to look at Jack. This great bear of a man was sitting on his bed and crying because he was getting older. Jevin turned away again and looked at some of the pictures on the bookshelf. He was trying to decide what to do. Did he have the maturity to handle a situation like this? He knew he had to speak soothingly and reassuringly to Jack. It was like coaxing a person off the ledge of a building. Finally, Jevin walked up to Jack and stood near him.
In a very sincere and soothing tone of voice Jevin said, "Jack, as far as I know you are a very vibrant and exciting person. You are very handsome and are really quite a stud. Last night in bed you were certainly thrilling and most definitely not old. What makes you think you're too old and that I don't want you to be with me?"
"I know that young guys like you don't want old farts like me for lovers," he sobbed out. "I'm more than twice your age, for Christ's sake!"
"Now it's my turn to straighten out some misunderstandings." Jack picked his head up and looked directly up at Jevin. The look in those loving, soft brown eyes completely dissipated any questions that Jack may have had about Jevin's feelings for him; he realized this before the young guy even spoke. "Listen Jack, and please believe what I am about to say. I couldn't care less about your age. This is the absolute truth! Now listen! I love all of your big hairy body and I love your wonderful personality. I adore the way you treat me so affectionately and the way you accept the shortcomings of my body. You are not my first sexual encounter with a person older than me." Jevin kissed Jack on the shoulder and then on the lips. "You have made me feel better about myself than I can ever remember feeling. I have great affection for you my dear, dear Jackybear. And nothing you can say or do will change that."
Jack started sobbing again and Jevin sat next to him again and held him close, squeezing that wonderfully hairy and muscular body that he craved so much.
Jack's body had become rather limp, and Jevin maneuvered them both until they were both lying down on the bed. Jevin continued to hold the older man kissing him lightly all over his face and slowly rocking that awesome body. He rubbed his arm stump on Jack's fabulous chest.
"I'm sorry, Jevin," Jack croaked out. "But I can't help it. I saw myself in the mirror last night before I left home. I took a good hard, long look. I saw what's happening to me."
Jevin was confused. "Okay, I'm game. What's happening to you?"
"I'm getting old, that's what! My skin is getting wrinkled, my arms are getting flabby, my balls are hanging lower, my dick is shriveling, I'm losing my hair ... I know what's happening to my body and it's not good. I know you don't want a man like that!"
"How do you know?"
"Because I was young once and I know what young guys want. And this isn't it!" Jack insisted, pointing to his body.
"Then you don't really know anything! You really don't understand what this young guy wants?"
Jevin realized that if this conversation were not so important to him, he would have burst out laughing right then. Jack was being almost comical. "So! You're getting older, Jack. This is normal. This is good. This is part of life. The opposite of getting older is dying. Is that what you want?"
"Maybe I do--"
"Now you're talking like an fucking asshole!" Jevin exclaimed in a rather loud voice. "Now you sound like my mother!"
"I'm sorry, Jev. I'm really sorry. I know that I must sound like some raving maniac. But my life has always been so youth oriented. I was able to do everything and keep up with everyone. Now--Now I don't know. I know I'm behaving like a baby. I know that!"
"No you're not, Jack. You are behaving like someone who is insecure and worried about his worth as a human being ... and as a lover. I know, Jack, believe me, I know. You're feeling this way because you have been missing something very, very important in your life."
"W-w-w-w what?" Jack blubbered out.
"I really hate to sound corny and trite, but you have been missing love -- real, unqualified, undemanding love."
Jack vigorous nodded his head, while continuing to sob. "H-h-h-how do you know?"
"Because I've lived with that feeling for almost my entire life ... and particularly for the last eight years now."
Jevin also started to sob and Jack enveloped him in his big arms. They clung to each other, slowly rocking back and forth, trying to comfort and soothe their new partners. They clung almost desperately to each other as they tried to drive out their own particular demons.
They dozed off holding on tightly to each other.
Jevin woke up first and noticed that Jack was breathing evenly and slowly. He started to move his arm stump over Jack's back and side, and looked at Jack's glowing face; Jevin slowly became aware that Jack was smiling.
"You're awake, aren't you Jack?"
"Of course I am, Jev. With that sexy arm of yours rubbing my body, how could I stay asleep?"
They kiss lightly and then more passionately until they were consumed by desire.
Jevin thought that this truly god-like creature that was in bed with him was the best it could possibly ever be. He worshipped Jack's body and he worshipped Jack for what he was doing to him and with him.
Jack was reassured by Jevin's comments. He felt good about himself again and taking Jevin at his word, he wanted to make love to this wonderful person again.
"Jev, I'm sorry about what I said before. Forgive me?"
"Definitely. I know that it was fear and uncertainty speaking."
"I want to make love to you, Jev. Okay?"
"Absolutely!"
Jevin took a tube of lubrication from the nightstand and Jack retrieved a condom from his pants. They made themselves comfortable; Jevin lightly rubbed his arm stump on Jack's side and Jack planting light kisses all over Jevin's forehead.
Jack started to kiss Jevin's beautiful little ears and to lick them softly. They kissed a delicate kiss and Jack continued to softly kiss and nibble on Jevin's cheeks and neck. What a gorgeous, sleek neck it was. Jevin, eighteen year old Jevin, barely had to shave; Jack could feel almost no whiskers or stubble. Jack remembers having five o'clock shadow at age thirteen.
He loved Jevin delicate features - the small ears, sensuous mouth, big brown eyes, small nose and tiny nipples. They were so masculine yet so finely detailed that they looked more like the work of an artist than something natural. There was one - no, two - things that were not delicate or small though. Jack looked down Jevin's lithe body at his penis and scrotum; he smiled. Jevin's package was quite large and very, very beautiful; maybe they were even delicate despite their size. They were so finely detailed that every fold of skin was as if an artist had created it in clay. The proportions of penis size to scrotum size, the way the scrotum fell holding those two magnificent globes within, the absolute straightness of the shaft, the exquisite beauty of the head - they all said an artist was responsible for their creation.
As Jack proceeded to work his hands and tongue down Jevin incredibly smooth, soft yet thoroughly masculine body he suddenly sat up and looked at Jevin - from his dark hair down to his long straight and very delicate toes. If Jevin was crazy about Jack's hairy, heavily muscled body, Jack was equally enamored with Jevin's practically hairless body. This tall, beautifully muscled and sinewy specimen drove Jack's lust to new heights.
Jack thought back to an art appreciation course he had taken in college. He thought of that masterpiece of the Renaissance, Donatello's "David". It was all sensuous curves and boyish delights as opposed to the more famous Michelangelo "David", which was all muscle, steel and strength. Jevin was like the Donatello. He could almost weep having Jevin on display before him. What a fantastic specimen he was - what a beautiful man, what a wonderful person.
He could no longer bear just looking at Jevin. The outpouring of sudden love that he felt for this young man just overwhelmed his senses. He leaned forward and grabbed the youth tightly with both arms and squeezed him hard to his body. "Oh, my Jevin, I am so fortunate to be here with you," Jack whispered into Jevin's ear while continuing to hold his body tightly.
"Oh, my Jackybear, you have to be the most wonderful person in the entire world," Jevin replied and he threw both of his arms around Jack and crushed his body to Jack's. "When I think of you making love to me I must wonder if it's real or just a dream."
"Oh, it's real. Just wait."
They kissed passionately and long. Their tongues were cavorting from one mouth to the other in an endless movement of exploration and delight.
Jack finally broke the kiss, moved to Jevin's side and started kissing down Jevin's chin, throat and neck once again. Jevin raised his right arm over his head, bearing his inviting armpit. He also began stroking Jack's face and hair with his left arm stump. The feeling of Jevin's sensuous and soft stump on Jack was incredibly erotic. Jack licked the arm whenever it came near his mouth.
Jack tongued down Jevin's incredibly smooth chest then moved to his armpits. He was so surprised how very little hair Jevin had in his pits. They looked like that of a barely pubescent boy, but they drove Jack absolutely wild with desire. They were just plain beautiful and so sexy. Jevin's unique body aroma and taste were like a fine aged wine on Jack's tongue. It was invigorating, refreshing and completely exciting. He thoroughly washed these pits, spending extra time on those magnificent hollows and bathing them to perfection.
He trailed his tongue from Jevin's armpits to the delicate, delightfully erect nipples that presented themselves for adoration. He bathed each of them, tweaking them slightly with his lips and teeth. Jevin was squirming nicely and Jack knew he was doing an A-1 job on his new young lover's body. He kissed Jevin passionately on the lips again and Jevin fought to get his tongue into Jack's mouth and to keep it there, to renew his acquaintance with every crevice of Jack's mouth and also to taste himself there. Jevin had to break the kiss, however, because he was breathing so heavily he had to come up for air.
"Excited, aren't we Jevyboy?"
"Oh, yeah, my big, hunky Jackybear. Oh yeah!" Jevin panted.
Jack began softly licking down Jevin's absolutely smooth crest; Jack had not seen or felt even one single hair on that beautiful chest. He licked it like a cat grooming itself -- big, wide, all encompassing licks of the tongue. While he was licking Jevin's chest he moved his hands down to Jevin's thighs and softly and lingeringly started to rub them. They had only the slightest traces of hair on them and except for the musculature Jack likened the feel to that of a young boy. When he reached Jevin's navel he stuck his tongue in it and sucked it lightly. He moved down from the navel, again licking hairless skin; Jevin did not even have a lead of hair growing from his navel to his groin.
Before Jack could reach Jevin's erect treasure, Jevin moved his arm stump to Jack's thighs and slowly started rubbing it up and down the hairy, soft insides of those hard muscled and bulging thighs. Jack started to moan at Jevin's use of his sexy arm stump to drive him beyond the heights of desire he was rapidly reaching. Jevin appreciated Jack's enthusiastic moaning and continued to move his arm slowly up and down the insides of both thighs, stopping just short of caressing Jack's genitals. That would come late, Jevin hoped.
Jack was now at Jevin's groin. He inhaled deeply and began to suck on the relatively thin growth of dark hair there. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Jevin's incredibly straight, 7-1/2 inch penis in all its glory. He put his tongue to the magnificent glans and licked lightly at the pre-seminal fluid that Jevin was pumping out. He inhaled deeply again to that he could savor the taste of his new partner. It was glorious - salty but with a distinctive overriding sweetness - just like the man himself. He continued working his tongue around that head while his hand continued to caress Jevin's soft, pliant thighs.
Jack repositioned himself between Jevin's legs and leaned over slightly to take the entire head of Jevin's penis into his mouth. He worked his tongue all around that glorious head. He then dropped the head and let his tongue trail all along Jevin's gorgeous rod. He traced down the throbbing veins and back up again. He traced around the head, then down those pulsating veins again. He repeated this over and over until was Jevin was almost freaking out. The last time he did this, he moved his tongue down to Jevin amazingly hairless, low hanging scrotum, licking that magnificent sac with the full width of his tongue. He took each testicle into his mouth, rolling them around and around, feeling their warmth and hardness and softness, and their fabulous young man taste. He bit down slightly on Jevin's sac that made him squirm almost uncontrollably.
Jevin was whipping his head from side to side. Jack lifted the incredibly silky, soft testicle sac in his hand. God! He could never remember touching anything so soft in his entire life. It was miraculous. He gently lifted it and started to stroke the underside with his tongue. The full richness of Jevin was here and Jack relished it. Over and over he let his tongue caress that heavenly, satiny skin. Jack slowly worked his way down to Jevin's ass crack and then to the prize of prizes - Jevin's amazingly tempting and sweet puckered opening. Jack soothingly stroked that chute with love and with extreme tenderness. While he was making love to that wonderful orifice Jevin was going absolutely ballistic. But still Jack painstakingly nuzzled the hot opening and began to drive his tongue into Jevin's most secret place. Jevin, in all his strength, was here, and Jack luxuriated in the experience. He kept tongue fucking that magnificent opening until he knew that the time was right.
He reached for the lubrication; with first one finger, then two, and finally with three, he lubricated that hot, inviting orifice. Both men took great pleasure in this application. Jack slipped on the condom and gently applied the gel to his own raging cock. He aimed himself at Jevin's waiting cleft.
Jack was getting too excited, and he had to convince himself to slow down a bit. He tried to think of something that would accomplish what he needed and while he was thinking so hard, he calmed himself.
He slowly and unhesitatingly pushed his inflamed organ into Jevin's interior. Jack let out a huge sigh as he felt his pubic thicket rubbing against Jevin's incredibly smooth ass cheeks. Jevin also let out a sigh plus a long moan as he felt himself completely occupied by his lover's massive and fulfilling instrument. It felt to Jevin that they were joined in more than just a completely physical connection; it was a spiritual bonding as well.
Jack held his position unmoving for a minute or two so that Jevin could get accustomed to his size. He then started slowly to rock back and forth, withdrawing his cock only an inch or so at the start. He knew that he had excellent control of his speed and technique and the he would gradually be increasing the length and speed of his strokes.
Jack moved his hands off Jevin's chest and lightly took hold of his partner's marvelous cock. He started manipulating it in time with his thrusts into Jevin's incredibly hot body. He knew that he was clipping Jevin's prostate with every thrust and knew by Jevin's loud reactions to this movement that he was particularly enjoying the effects created.
Jevin knew that Jack was clipping his prostate with every plunge he made. He was feeling jolt after stimulating jolt race through his body. He raised his arm stump so that he was able to begin caressing Jack's face, neck and hairy upper torso with that erotic tool. Jack continued to pump harder and harder as he tried desperately to capture the limb with his aching tongue.
Finally, as both men, we approaching their climaxes, Jevin held the arm right in front of Jack's quivering lips. Jack started to kiss it and lick it with burning passion. As Jack sucked hard on the end scar of the arm stump, he felt himself reach a climax the likes of which he had never before know. It was as if the essence of his body and his entire consciousness were shooting into Jevin's receptive body. He started to scream and pump Jevin's cock harder than he had been doing.
When Jevin reached his climax he could feel his rectum tightening around Jack's enormously expanded and blasting cock. He could not believe how much Jack's weapon had grown inside of him. Jevin began pumping out his semen at a furious pace, splattering Jack's abdomen and neck while Jack was still spewing out his seed into Jevin's receptive bowels. Jack took one hand away from Jevin's cock and grabbed Jevin's arm stump and pressed it to his lips. He bit lightly on it and moved his teeth over the surface. He looked down at Jevin, who was moaning and whipping his body in the weirdest contortions.
Jack knew that this was not only the biggest climax of his life, but he realized that it was also the longest. He could not fathom the duration. It seemed to go on and on and on, without an end. His cock just seemed to keep spewing and spewing in an unending river of sperm. And it did not seem to soften appreciably after he felt the end of the orgasm.
Jevin seemed to be experiencing the same unending climax. Jack could not believe how much ejaculate was being drawn from this young fellow's balls. Jevin's cock also remained very hard.
This had to be the ultimate human experience for both men. It was as if the whole world had vanished and their joining was now the center of all existence -- their oneness was the culmination of all reality. They had given of themselves completely.
Jevin's youth was an aphrodisiac to Jack. It seemed to him that his forty-two years just melted away in that bed. Jevin was so athletic, even with only one hand. He maneuvered his entire body so magnificently that Jack was doing things in positions that he never imagined possible. And Jevin's arm stump drove him completely crazy. He moved it all over Jack's body; it was so soft and warm and so unbelievably sexy! He realized that he never had a more tender, caring and loving partner in all the years that he had been sexually active with men -- or women.
Jevin had never been happier in his entire life. This great big, hulking bear of a man, this blonde godlike creature, this muscular marvel had made fantastic love to him and he had loved every second of their union. Jevin felt wonderful -- completely fulfilled and whole. The years of humiliation and rejection -- by friends, acquaintances and family -- just seemed to vanish now that he was here, in this time and place, with Jack. Jack -- what a simple straightforward name for the person who had apparently solved such of myriad of complex problems.
Jack collapsed onto Jevin. He was so spent that he could no longer support any part of his body. Jevin wrapped his arms around Jack and hugged him strongly.
"That was absolutely incredible, Jack. I cannot imagine anything being better. I feel stupendous! I'm absolutely floating!"
Jack lifted his head until he could look right into Jevin's eyes. "The only thing that could feel better," Jack replied, "is when we do it the next time."
Jevin gave him a great big smile as jack lowered his head again.
Jack's cock was still inside of Jevin, and Jevin could feel it pulsing in his rectum. It felt glorious. Jevin just settled comfortably on the bed and held tightly onto his Jackybear.
They showered together before dressing and going out for brunch. It was a long lingering shower with each of them taking turns washing the other.
Jevin washed every part of Jack's body and reveled in every second of doing so. Jack could not believe how anyone could be so dedicated to washing another person's body. But Jevin took his time in slowly lathering and rinsing every part. He would thoroughly lather and massage Jack's right arm followed by a rinse and another massage of his muscles. With Jack's hair matted down from the water, Jevin could really see the incredible musculature of his new lover. And it was really incredible! Jack was quite a specimen of masculinity.
"How'd you get such fabulous muscles, Jack"?"
"Oh, various places. Football, wrestling, working out, the Army and now the repair business."
"Well, they are gorgeous. Not like my puny ones."
"Nonsense. Your muscles are just gorgeous. You have a true runner's body and musculature. They're taut and sinewy and beautifully defined. There's one that I love in particular."
Jack reached for Jevin's left arm and massaged and caressed its full length, starting with the biceps and slowly working his way down to the beautifully tapered forearm and then to that wonderfully erotic stump. Jevin threw his head back in appreciation of Jack's loving ministrations and his thoughtful attention to his maimed body.
Jevin lathered Jack's pale cock and hairy testicle sac, and manipulated the lather soothingly around Jack's package. He lowered his arm stump and delicately began to massage Jack with that appendage. Jack was almost instantly at an incredible high. Having that wonderful arm playing with his equipment was a stupendous feeling. It was like having a silk scarf gently brushing over his cock and balls. Jevin rinsed him thoroughly; he then turned Jack around so that he could concentrate on washing his ass cheeks, cleft and pucker. He lathered and massaged everything; he even managed to slowly insert one finger past the muscle and into Jack's hot rectum.
After a thorough rinsing Jack said, "That felt remarkable, Jevvy."
"Then this will feel even better," Jevin said as he knelt down and took Jack's thick organ into his mouth. Jack jumped from the sheer surprise of having Jevin enfold his mouth around his cock so rapidly. It was a bit of a shock but a wonderful one.
Jevin worked Jack's cock and ball while Jack leaned against the shower wall. Jevin's tonguing and sucking technique had Jack on the edge of another orgasm within ten minutes, and it was a totally awesome culmination to their morning of sex.
Jack pulled Jevin to a standing position and they kissed intimately.
"Thank you, Jev. Thank you very much."
"For what?"
"For showing me that I'm still desirable to some."
"I don't know about some, but you are very, very desirable to me."
After stepping out of the shower, they slowly and soothingly dried each other, and then dressed.
"Should I wear my hand?" Jevin asked before he finished dressing.
"Let's see it," Jack replied.
Jevin put the recharged battery into the arm and slipped onto his exposed stump. "This is the latest model electric hand. My folks make sure that I have only the best and newest in technology. It can do a lot and it's quite helpful most of the time. There's also an awful lot it can't do." Jevin demonstrated the hand for Jack. "The worst part is that I can't feel anything with it. It's like holding a stick in my hand; I can feel when it hits something but not what that object truly feels like."
"It looks very good, Jev. I like it."
"Great. Then I'll wear it."
When they walked to the restaurant Jack held Jevin's hand - the artificial one. Jevin was so touched at this show of tenderness, acceptance and love that he nearly cried in public. He could not believe that anyone could be so caring and loving.
Jack began to realize that Jevin was more important to him than he could possibly have imagined. In only a few hours his entire world seemed to have changed. He was acting like a real human being again -- and he liked that very much.
End of Chapter 2
Author's Note: This is the second chapter in a novella length work about Jack and Jevin. Please do yourself and the author a big favor: if you have any comments (good, bad or indifferent) please, please let me know at my e-mail address: cutter57@hotmail.com. I appreciate all comments and criticism and will answer all e-mails. If you think you are doing the author a favor by sparing his feelings by not making negative comments, think again. This is the only feedback we get. So take a few minutes and make your opinions known. And when you do write please mention the name of the story you are writing about. My thanks to the many who wrote about Chapter 1, especially Brian and Jon.