Disclaimer: This is a story about a consenting relationship between two adult men, if this bothers you or you are not of legal age to read it (18 or 21 depending on where you live) please click the little "x" at the top of the screen. This is a work of fiction, all people and events are made up. Any similarities to real life are just that, similarities.
First of all, I want to think everyone that has been sending me comments and suggestions about the story. I am taking all of them into consideration as I work on the future chapters. This chapter is going to be from Chris's point of view and is a test chapter to see how the response is, depending how it goes over I will do this again as the story develops, but if it flops I will just be writing from Brian's point of view. Please tell me what you think after reading it, I really want to hear from everyone on this chapter so I can start shaping up the rest of the story.
A True Love Chapter 4
Chris's Point of View
"You got up early this morning." I said, when Brian returned from running.
"I couldn't sleep; I was just lying in bed thinking about my decision to try for a comeback. So, I decided to go for an early run to clear my head. How did you sleep?" Brian asked.
I could tell from looking at him and the fact that he'd gone for a longer run than usual that he had a lot on his mind.
"I slept ok, I woke up right after you got out of bed. Do you want anything for breakfast?"
"I had some yogurt and a banana before I left." Brian said. He sat at the table and read the sports section while I fixed something for myself.
We spent the rest of the morning cleaning the house from the night before, and did some things around the house that was needed before his parents arrived later in the week. I noticed that Brian was quiet most of the morning and not his usual talkative self. But I didn't think much about it, after all, he'd made a decision the night before that would have a big affect on his life... and mine.
We worked outside until around lunch time and then I went in and fixed each of us a salad for lunch, then went back outside onto the patio. Brain was putting the lawn mower back in the storage shed when I yelled at him that lunch was ready. He was quiet while we were eating, and at that point I had to see what was going on.
"Want to talk about it?" I asked, while he poured himself more tea.
"I was just about to ask you the same question; you've been quiet all morning. You are ok with everything still, aren't you?"
"Yes, I'm still ok with everything, I was quiet because you seemed like you had a lot on your mind and I wanted to give you time to yourself."
"I've just been thinking about a lot of things today, trying to make a mental `to do' list of things that need to be done before I start training again."
"What all do you have to do before you start training again, aren't you training when you're running and going to the gym?" I asked, trying to get a better understanding of what his going back into training entailed.
"That is just a small part of it, I still have to get a trainer, find a coach, and the most important part - I have to make a trip back to Texas and get my doctor to release me, which is the one thing that is going to decide if this comeback happens or not." Brain said, getting up to walk inside. I followed him, taking the remaining dishes with me.
"When are you planning on going to Texas?" I asked, as I was putting the dishes in the dishwasher.
"I was thinking about flying back with my parents on Monday and going to the doctor on Tuesday, then flying home Tuesday night. I am just worried that he is not going to clear me, and that I am getting my hopes up for nothing." "If he doesn't clear you, you can always get a second opinion from another doctor. You've said yourself that you are feeling better than you ever have, and that your knee and ankle are doing great."
I spent the rest of the afternoon working on some marketing things that I needed ready for a meeting the next morning, and looking at what my week entailed work wise. I loved my new job with the marketing company, and my bosses were very pleased at some of the advertising campaigns that I had brought to the table. After I finished up work stuff, I realized that it was going to be mine and Brian's anniversary in a few weeks, and I wanted to plan something nice for us since I knew it was going to be hard for us to do anything once he started training again. Since we hadn't lived in the area very long, I decided to go next door and check to see if Lisa was home, and see if she had any ideas for something we could do.
"Hey, Chris, how's it going?" Brice asked, when he answered the door.
"Hey, Brice, everything's great...is Lisa busy?"
"Nada, she's in the bedroom playing a game on her computer, go on back."
As I was walking back toward the bedroom I noticed that their house was set up almost identical to ours. I glanced at some of the pictures on the wall as I walked down the hall.
"Hey, Chris, what do I owe you for this surprise visit?" Lisa asked, getting up and giving me a hug when she saw me at the door.
"Oh, nothing, I just needed a brain to pick concerning something I'm planning."
"Ahhh, secretly planning something... do tell." Lisa was sitting cross legged at the head of the bed facing me.
"Mine and Brian's anniversary is coming up and I want to plan something, but I really don't know the area well enough to know what all there is to do around here, yet."
"This is your first anniversary?" I could see that Lisa's mind was already working.
"Yeah, I was thinking about taking Friday off work and going somewhere."
"Do y'all like Broadway shows?" Lisa asked. Brice walked up to the door about that time to see if we wanted something to drink. He left and brought back a bottle of water for each of us, then went back into the living room to watch TV.
"Yeah, we do, we've wanted to go to New York and see Rent, but with the move and everything we haven't had time."
"Hmmm, let me check something on the computer really quick and see... I believe that I've heard that Rent was going to be in Charlotte on tour soon, but I can't remember when." Lisa was busily checking things on the computer. She looked up and smiled after a few minutes.
"Did you find something?"
"Rent is going to be in Charlotte and is actually opening two weeks from Saturday, and there are tickets still available."
"Cool, a weekend in Charlotte would be fun." I said, thinking that it could actually be a lot of fun exploring the city, especially since I had a few clients that had home offices there.
"I think y'all should leave on Friday, go explore the city and then Saturday night have a nice dinner, go see the show and then do whatever y'all like to do afterwards." Lisa was smiling. "If you really want to go all out, you could book a nice room at the Westin and everything would be within walking distance for the most part."
"That sounds like a great idea. I think Brian would like that, actually I think he would love it." We spent the next few minutes talking and seeing what we each had going on for the week, and we decided to meet for lunch on Thursday. After talking to Lisa and saying good bye to her and Brice, I headed home. When I walked back into the house, Brian was on the phone talking to someone. I sat on the couch next to him and tried to find something on TV worth watching.
"Where did you disappear to?" Brian asked, when he hung up the phone.
"Went over to talk to Lisa about something and get her opinion on an idea for a campaign that I have for a new restaurant that is opening." I knew that I had to keep Brian's suspicions down, or he would figure out that I was planning something, and start pestering me about it until I finally gave up and told him.
"What type of restaurant is it?" Brian asked.
"A new Greek place that is opening in about a month downtown. Who was on the phone?" I asked, trying to change the subject.
"Clay, he just wanted to call and catch up, and see how everything was going. He said to tell you `hi' and that he wishes he could make the trip out with mom and dad, but he's being left in charge of things at the office."
After talking about a few more random things, we both realized that we hadn't eaten anything since lunch and decided to order a pizza. While we were waiting on the pizza to be delivered, Brian was on his computer looking for a personal trainer and e-mailing his old coach. So while he was working on that, I went into the spare bedroom where I had been working on a project.
One of the things that I wanted to do for Brian since he told me everything, was to give him a place in the house where he could have all his stuff and be able to go and think; a trophy room/office like space. When we moved in, I realized that I could do what I wanted with one of the bedrooms that we had no plans for, so I had been spending time working on it and was almost finished with it. I just needed to be able to find a way to move his computer and a few things in without him knowing about it. I went into the room, looked around, and saw all the photos and medals that he had collected over the years. I was looking at the way I had the medals hanging, and something made me move them around so that there was a space in the middle of all of them for some more. After rearranging the medals and a few other things, I finally decided on a way to get Brian out of the house for a little while so I could finish the room and then show it to him. I spent a few more minutes in the room, moving a few things around and making sure that it was just how I wanted it. As I was finishing the move of the desk, Brian yelled that the pizza was here.
"So, are you ever going to tell me what you're doing in the spare room?" Brian asked, while he was grabbing a slice of pizza from the box.
"Maybe if you're good, one day I will think about it. I'm surprised that you haven't already snooped to see what I'm doing in there." After a bit, I stood and was taking my plate to the sink and washing my hands... since he'd grabbed the last piece of pizza. One of the things that drove me crazy about him was the fact that he could eat whatever he wanted and not gain a pound.
"I figured that you wanted a home office, so I was just staying away. We've both said that we needed our own space in the house." He threw the pizza box away and was putting his plate in the dishwasher.
"That is true, we did say that. Do we have any ice cream left?" I knew we didn't, I just needed to get him out of the house.
"No, I finished it all the other night. Do you want me to go get some?"
"Please, I have been craving it all day. Just whatever you want... as long as it has chocolate in it."
"Yes, dear" He said, rolling his eyes and going to get his wallet. "Do you need gas in your car since I'm going?"
"I have about a quarter of a tank, but since you are going out anyway?" I handed him the gas card out of my wallet.
When he left, I knew I only had about thirty minutes to do what I needed to do. So as soon as he turned onto the street, I started moving his computer and hooking it up, I also moved a couple of pictures that he had sitting around that I wanted to put in the room for him, also. Just as I finished and was walking out of the room, he walked in the back door... talk about cutting it close.
After he got back, we lounged on the couch, watched TV and talked about a few things that we still needed to do before his parents came on Thursday. After about an hour, he had to go to the bathroom – as he was walking back toward our room, he paused for a second and then kept walking.
"Did you move my computer out of the dining room?" He asked, when he came back in.
"Yeah, the table is being delivered Tuesday so I wanted to make sure the room was cleared out." I was trying not to laugh with the look he was giving me.
"Ok, so where is my computer, dear?" He had leaned over me on the couch and was looking at me upside down.
"What do I get if I tell you?" I smiled at him, trying to be cute, I was ready to show him the room, but I wanted to have a little fun first.
"How about if you don't tell me... I start tickling you" He said, leaning over and giving me a kiss.
"Unlike you, I am not ticklish" As soon as I said it, I regretted it. He reached over and started tickling my sides and I couldn't help but laugh.
"Where is my computer, twink?" He kept tickling my sides.
"Ok, ok, I give" I yelled, I hated being tickled and Brian knew that it was the easiest way to get whatever he wanted out of me.
"Good, now where is it?"
"It's a surprise, so close your eyes and follow me." I got up, reached around him, put my hands over his eyes, and guided him down the hallway to the room that I had been working on since we moved in.
"You know this is kind of hot, not being able to see and having you leading me to an unknown place in the house."
"Is sex all you think about anymore?" I said, as I opened the door and guided him into the room.
"Well, when you are at home alone all day, your mind does tend to wander."
"Ok, we're here... just remember that I love you." I said, as I took my hands from his eyes. The look on his face was priceless when he saw the room. He walked around and looked at all the pictures and medals that he had collected. After a few minutes, he came back to where I was standing and gave me a passionate kiss.
"You really are ok with everything, aren't you?"
"Yep, I hope you like what I did" I said, leaning against him.
"You have no idea how much this means to me, I only have one question." Brian said, looking at the spot on the wall where I'd left a space for some additional medals.
"If you're going to ask about that space... I figure that you are going to make a comeback, and I might as well make the space for at least a couple more now, so I don't have to rearrange everything later." I leaned back against the wall and watched Brian look around the room. He was like a little kid that had just been given a room full of all the toys that he ever wanted. After a little while of looking over everything and touching all the medals, he walked over to me and gave me a kiss with a lustful look in his eyes.
"I love you." Brian said as kissed me again and pushed me up against the wall.
"I love you, too."
After that, not much was said for the next couple hours. Brain was almost animalistic in his assault on my body. I was taken aback by the way he was taking control of everything, he was normally a very slow and sensual lover, but right then he was like an animal possessed.
The next morning when I awoke, I leaned on my elbow and looked at Brian. I didn't know what the future had in store for us, except I knew that his making a comeback was going to be a trying time for both of us. And I did know that I was more in love with him now than when we were in college. I could have lain there and watched him sleep all day, but when I looked at the clock I realized that I had actually over slept a little, and needed to get up and get ready for work or I would be late. After I finished getting ready, I came out of the bathroom and saw that Brian was awake, I leaned down and kissed him good bye and told him that I would see him after work.
The next few days were spent getting ready for Brian's parents' visit. On Wednesday I had to make a trip to Charlotte to meet with a client, and I took the opportunity to take care of getting a hotel and finding a restaurant for our anniversary. I also stopped by the box office at the theater where Rent was going to play and bought tickets for opening night.
Brian had spent the week talking to his old coach and trying to find a personal trainer to help him get back in shape. He ended up hiring a trainer that Brice had recommended, and he started meeting with the trainer in the mornings. Wednesday night his mom called to let us know what time they would be flying in, and that they would be flying in privately since they were going to be flying in from a meeting in Chicago. Brian was nervous all week as he had not told his family about his final decision and was going to tell his parents on Friday at lunch. He knew that they would support him, he was just nervous and counted on their opinion and input.
The next day we went to the airport early and parked by the general aviation area of the airport. We watched the plane come in and land, and we were able to go out and meet them as soon as they opened the door. We greeted his parents with a hug and put their luggage in the car and headed back to the house.
Well, here is chapter four, as promised I did write it from Chris's point of view and tried to develop him a little more. It is a shorter chapter then what I have normally been writing as it is a test chapter to see what the response is, so please send me comments and suggestions about this chapter. I do want to apologize for the delay in this chapter also as I have had several things going on that have pushed the story to the back burner recently. I have started working on chapter five already and it will be back to Brian's point of view.
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