This is a tale based off a guy that I have had in a few stories. Tony. A hot guy I have had the great pleasure to hook up with on now multiple occasions. So this is a new story about the fucking delicious stud with the big delicious butt slapping balls.
And this story is created as an almost continuation of another story I am writing "the Last Man in Earth" but in itself a somewhat separate tale as his name is alternated for it as I spans a different life.
Enjoy this story.....
A Rebirth (8)
... It was wonderful. I had just been with him and he was wonderful. Anton and I in my room at the inn. He was the most incredible lover I had ever been with. And I wanted it not to end. Ever. But he had to go as his father was waiting for him at home. So he kissed me and bid adeau. I lay there in my bed as I pondered the awesome sex between us. I wanted it to restart. And I wanted him and I to have something more than just this one experience. He was astonishing and perfect.
"Hmm. Anton" I huffed as I lay there.
And then sleep came and I was out. I dreamed and it was of him, or not him. As the new dream entered my head I was lost in confusion. Not sure what this new vision suggested. For it was he and I together. But it was not. Anton looked different somehow. And this vision was like the previous brief one that I had experienced when we first met. When he seemed familiar yet I knew I had never met him. And his name was Tony in my vision/dream or whatever I was experiencing.
"I love you Tony" the different me was saying "These months down here have been the best of my life"
'Down here'. I did not know where the alternate us was. But it was some tunnel of subterranean dwelling of some sort. Strange lanterns hung from the ceiling and shed a soft glow on the beautiful man I adored. This 'Tony' in my dream. The one that was Anton, but not somehow. And other than the dim lighting the place was dark and dank looking.
"I love you to" the man called Tony said back "Strange how the end of days would bring us here" "But I am somehow glad for it"
Then we two kissed. I was pulled to this Tony person in a heated embrace. And I cpuld almost taste him, smell him somehow. Hell, I coukd almost smell the dank cave that we were trapped in together. And i know we were trapped there. Unable to leave for some dire reason. But then the man cakled Tony's words struck me. He said the 'end of days'. Whatbdid this dream version of Anton mean. Was this strange dream a premonition of some apocalyptic event that was yet to happen in my lifetime. And Anton and I would be trapped in some deep cavern awaiting the end.
"This is odd and disturbing" I huffed to myself while I slept
The visions faded as I hear birds. And morning had awoken me. I looked up to see sun cascading in through the glass of the window. I got up and dmatepped over to it. Looking out to the bay. All was calm and undisturbed. The dream was just that, a dream. An odd and mind boggling dream of a possible doom. But why was Anton diffrent? And where was this cave?
"Just a dream" I then said to myself "It should mean nothing" "Just a manifestation of my minds thoughts" "That is all it is."
I then bathed, dressed and headed out. I had to meet with my father and Anton early. Going over the design of the marketplace once more. I arrived to the meeting room and saw my father. Then Antons father walked in but no Anton. I frowned as he told me that Anton had to go and see his 'wife to be' this morning. Something about her mother becoming ill overnight.
"Wife to be" I said softly "But.."
My heart sank in my chest. Why had Anton not let me know of this. This was something that would have kept me from a growing connection with him. Which I would not have let happen had I know this little piece of relevant information. But the problem was that I was very very attracted to him now. And I was hoping for more with Anton. And after this discovery I felt that would never happen. I went back to work. Getting this ready for the build. And when antin did return a few days later as the build started I all but ignored him. For I did not want to get any deeper into what ever it was that had gone on with us.
"Hi" he said when he saw me again "Hi Anton" I said back "I heard that you had to go see your 'wifes' family"
I made sure to accentuate the word 'wife' as I wanted him to be aware that we could not let anything happen between us again. He caught my words and paused. It appeared he would say something. But then he thought better of it. Then just said 'okay' and he turned and went back to work. And he did leave me alone for some time. Several days to be exact. And I was food with that. For I feared that seeing him would br problematic.
"I am ever so glad I have not seen him." I would tell myself
But then my father and his needed some supplies that they somehow did not have apparently sufficient enough of. So my father requested I go and get some. And then Antons father volunteered him to go with me. We were both quite reluctant to do so. But his father said to go along with me as an order. "Yes father" Anton said back "I shall"
Then we were both off. We were to head back to my village and get the supplies. Taking a cart with us to load them with what my father desired. That would be several days there and back. And in close quarters with Anton when we stopped for the night.
"Lets go" I said
He smiled and then we were off. The first few hours were deathly quiet between us. He had nothing to say and I really did not wish to start a conversation with him. And I really did not know what to say to him. The death of what ever we had started the other day was in no way easy to overcome. I liked Anton. More than I should have, but I did. And I should have realized he would have had someone in his life. A wife of course. Or in his case soon to be. But the issue remained that I had to be around him for several days (alone). And I sid not know how to cope with it.
"We should stop" he suggested "Stop and eat somewhere" "Yes. Good idea" I answered back
And we did. And save for exchanges of the food we had brought, again all was quiet. And then back to the road. It was the coming sunset that dictated we should stop again. There was a small outpost a few miles off that we stopped at. There was an inn and a place to eat there. So we stopped the cart at about 6 pm. Then headed into the inn. I really wanted to be alone in a room but my father suggested cutting expense so we had to take one room with two beds.
"Thank you" I said to the woman behind the desk "Its room 3" she said back
I came out and told Anton we were in room 3. He pulled the cart over to where the small cabin was that was room 3. It was one of maybe 7 cabins there. We stopped and entered. Bringing our things in. I saw there were luckily two beds in the room. Not wanting to be too close to the man, seeing is he was to be wed soon. I claimed the one farthest from the door. Plopping my things into the mattress. He did the same in the other. He said that we should go and get some food at the inn. I nodded and we headed over to the main building. There was a lively girl that was tending the tables. She asked what our needs were and then told us what was being cooked that evening. I nodded to one if the three items listed. Then she asked what beverage we required. I wanted water but Anton suggested ale for the two of us. I was going to say no but could see on his handsome face that he was to take no refusal. So we sat there and just listened to the din if conversation there. Many discussing travel and where the next location was. But he and I were for the most part quiet. That was until he decided to break the silence with word about is upcoming marriage. I was at first not interested, but then he just spoke. Dictating how this marraige was was for the most part arranged. His father and a friend that he purchased good with.
"I barely know her" he said "But it's to keep our parents pleased" "And to keep up appearances"
I now listened. Intently as it were at the take his his almost forced wedding. I certainly would never allow such a thing myself. But then again my father never contemplated such a thing. That it he knew I had no interest in the female person, and wanted to just not talk about it.
"That is ridiculous!" I belted out "Arranged marriage" "It's simply barbarick."
He smiled and almost laughed at it himself. But said it was just the way it had to be. His family was more traditional.
"Living in the dark ages it seems" I chirped
And so we drank more. And drank even more. And by the time we left the building we were both quite intoxicated by the brew. We headed back, almost stumbling back to the cabin. Then as we reentered it he fell to the bed face down. I looked at his delicious rear side. That buttocks was still a beautiful thing to see. And I found my loins twitching at the sight of it. I closed the door and stepped around him and to my side of the room. I sat down on my bed and just looked at him. His head moving up to look back at me.
"I am hungry" he then said "You just are" I declared back
Then he turned a out and sat on the bed. Now he faced me. Then I watched as his hand reached down and he groped at his crotch area. Then Anton rubbed himself some as he sat there. Then he leaned forward in the bed. He then smiled at me.
"Not for food" he stated
He then reach for his pants and started to undo them. Pulling them opened to get them off.
"But for you" he added as he kicked off his trousers.
And then he kicked them off and sat there in the bed naked from the waist down...
To be continued