AN ORPHAN By Lee Mariner
DISCLAIMER: This is a gay fictional fantasy involving homosexual acts between men and boys. IF YOU ARE NOT OF LEGAL AGE TO BE READING THIS MATERIAL OR YOU DO NOT APPROVE OF SUCH MATERIAL PLEASE LEAVE AND READ NO FURTHER.
These are fictional characters and any similarity between persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Locations used are actual in name only and the author does not imply that a gay lifestyle is prevalent within those locations.
UNPROTECTED SEX CAN LEAD TO LIFE THREATENING CONSEQUENCES AND SHOULD BE AVOIDED AT ALL TIMES. YOUR AUTHOR DOES NOT ADVOCATE UNPROTECTED SEX.
Chapter #7
Making love too Stewart was more and more exciting and satisfying and Clyde could feel that Stewart enjoyed being with him as much from the way he responded to his touch. The waves of erotic desire flow over them as they give and receive their life's force, the seed of their individual being. Flowing deep within their bodies they give and take one from the other in the total bliss of being needed, wanted and the molten lava of their bodies cements their feelings.
Stewart relaxes and rests his head on Clyde's chest as he feels him stroking his hair as he gently runs his fingers over his body and into his soft pubic hair. He loves the gentle feeling of Clyde's stroking and he almost purrs his love for the man laying beside him.
Clyde gently strokes Stu's hair as his head rests on his chest and he feels the gentle tantalizing movement of Stu's fingers over his body and in his pubic hair while his mind drifts back over the recent events that had taken place.
Just a few short months ago he had broken off with what he thought was the only person he would ever love but he turned out to be a slut hustler that had used him. While he was working on the docks, Jesse would be turning tricks in their bed. He caught him at it and finally admitted he had been a sucker and threw him out. The only love he had known since had been his fist. He could have had a couple of tricks from the docks but it didn't appeal to him.
He had worked his ass off, paying kickbacks, to keep working so he could get the credit cards that Jesse had run up paid off. He didn't have much but he wasn't going to let people call him a deadbeat. There were a couple more payments and he would be free of debt and could start over. The thought of going back to Nebraska had crossed his mind but he didn't really know what he would do there if he did. Going to a college had crossed his mind but that takes money and he hadn't checked out his veteran benefits if there were any. Mattie had asked if he wanted a job in the ILA Organization but he didn't want to get into that knowing what that meant. Grinning as he slowly stroked Stu's hair, he thought almost out loud, "Hell, I didn't have a clue as to what I was going to do until last Monday and Stewart walked into my life." In just a few short day's he had fallen for a wonderful guy that had given up almost everything for him and he felt like it was a dream. Glancing down he no longer felt Stewart's fingers playing in the hair on his groin but had his hand over his flaccid cock. Clyde whispered "Stu, you asleep?"
"No, I was just laying here listening too your heart beat and thinking along with you."
"Thinking with me, what were you thinking of?" Clyde asks.
"I was thinking of how much I love you and what we had done together in just a few days. On Monday, I had a job I didn't really like and you gave me the strength to do what I should have done before I met you. I love being with you and feeling that you need me as much as I need you. No, that is wrong, I needed you is it. I would have probably gone on and stayed in the rut if you hadn't walked into my life. I could feel the strength flowing from you and I knew I had to change if I wanted to keep you."
"Stu baby, it looks like we both have done a lot of changing and thinking together. Tomorrow will be the first day of the rest of the days of our lives together if that is what you want."
"That is the one thing I have been looking for, hoping for Clyde. I know that I am young and probably have not had the experience that you may have had. I do know that I have wanted someone that wants to build with me and be a part of me. Some one that I can love and trust and will love me for myself but not just for the sex. I have had sex with men but no one has made me feel the way you do." Stewart says.
"Stewart, I make you this promise." Clyde says. "Nothing or nobody will come between us. We still have much to learn but we will learn together. If you want to work with me, live with me and build our lives together, I give you my solemn word on this."
Rising up and sitting alongside Clyde, Stewart looks down on him and asks him to sit up with him and takes him in his arms. "Clyde, I make you the same promise. All that I have and myself are yours and always will be yours alone. I love you Clyde, I have always loved you."
Kissing softly, they both feel a gentle warmth surround their bodies as they surrender themselves to each other in a solemn absolute commitment. The sages of loves past flow through them gathering strength for those yet to come in the shades of time. They are one in each other as they lie down together feeling the soft euphoric blanket of sleep envelope them.
A loud irritating buzzing noise awakens Stewart and he slaps the irritant off of the side table before realizing it was the clock that had been set for 4AM. Sitting up quickly, he nudges a sleeping Clyde as he swings out of bed. "Clyde, wake up. We have an hour to get showered, dressed and on our way."
"Oh Lord, Stu. Lets just stay in bed." Clyde protests.
"Come on buddy, get it moving. I'll get the shower water hot." Stewart says as he yanks the coverlet back and sees a very hard huge cock laying like a log on Clyde's stomach. "Better take a piss and get rid of that."
"You think that is all it needs? Might surprise you." Clyde says grinning and gripping his aching cock.
"Not this morning lover. We have other things first."
"That comes from being in a lawyer family, very practical." Clyde says as he gets up.
In a few minutes both men are dressed and having a glass of orange juice and coffee. Sitting at the kitchen table, Clyde asks Stewart, "what about the apartment Stu? Will somebody be taking care of it? I'm really not sure how long we are going to be gone."
"I'll get Robert to contact the agency that handles the office and see if they will clean it while we are gone. We can drop the laundry off on our way with a note to hold it until we call for it. That should take care of things until we get back." Stewart says.
"Okay, I'll get the bags loaded into the car while you check the place to be sure everything is okay. I sure am glad they have wheels on them, makes it a lot easier in the airport terminals." Clyde says.
While Clyde is loading the bags, Stewart sets the telephone answering machine with a generic message and a number to call if it's an emergency. He had dropped holding cards in the mail earlier so that was taken care of. The circuit breakers are thrown too the apartment appliances except for the refrigerator that had been emptied of any foods that would spoil. A final check to be sure that all windows and doors were locked, he double locks the front door and turns into the arms of Clyde who had walked up behind him.
"Well, lover." Clyde says. "You ready?"
"As ready as I will ever be and not worried as long as I am with you." Stewart says kissing Clyde softly.
Picking Robert up at his house, Stewart turns his car over to him and he heads for the airport. On the way, they discuss the care of the apartment and Robert says there should be no problem with cleaning and watching it while they are gone. Stewart tells his brother what he had done inside the apartment and the arrangements he had made with the mail and telephone answering machine. Not much else to be said until Robert looks over at Clyde and says,
"Clyde, I spoke to Dad about buying the building where Stewart's apartment is and he is agreeable to helping out with the purchase if you need it. I don't know what you are planning but I have a couple of friends that are architects that you might want to consider if you are going to do any remodeling." Robert says.
"Thanks Bob. Stu and I haven't talked too much about it just yet with everything else going on. I'll let you know when we get back. I am pretty sure we are going to do something just what we don't know." Clyde says looking at Stewart.
"I'll find out what I can for you Clyde. There has been a lot of redeveloping going on in Mt. Vernon with some good buys. Tommy said someone had asked about selling the After Midnight since it was involved in an estate squabble. That should be easy too do and find out what they are asking for it. I went back over the probate material and checked on Nebraska Probate Law. Your situation might make it a lot easier for your Uncle's estate to be settled without waiting the full six months. His stipulation that his estate goes to the last surviving male in the Hampton line is the key and you are the last surviving male Hampton. Your family genealogy as we traced it back almost three hundred years shows the line ends with you and that is a certified search. You might want to bring that up when you meet with Dickson & Goldman. I assume you are going to see them when you get out there?" Robert says glancing over at Clyde.
"Yep Bob, that is one of the reasons." Clyde says. "I brought the portfolio with me. Stu and I went through it last night and broke it down into categories so it would be a little easier to understand."
Baltimore International is pretty big so Robert pulled up at the outgoing passenger ramps and after unloading Clyde and Stewarts bags he asks valet parking to park the car for him and they walk to the Continental counter for check in.
After a short wait, they reach the counter and present their tickets for verification of their reservations. The counter clerk is a cute young fella about 24 yrs old, dark brown hair and eyes with what seemed to be a lean but well formed body. Taking the tickets, he looks them over and then comments, "Mr. Hampton and Mr. Ricksford, coach to Chicago on Flight #1256 leaving at 7:10AM. Your flight is on time and the weather from here to Chicago is clear. Do you have any carry-on luggage or are you checking your bags through?"
"Excuse me." Clyde says. "Did you say coach?"
"Why yes sir, that's what the tickets call for. Is there a mistake?"
"I thought they were for first class. Can that be corrected?" Clyde asks.
Checking his computer and making a quick phone call he returns. "Yes sir. I can correct your tickets from here too Chicago but you will have to check with United out of there to see if they can up-grade the tickets. Will that be alright sir?"
"That's good. I hate putting you to this trouble." Clyde says.
"No problems sir, I can back charge your Travel Agency for the difference in the cost. You gentlemen have a good flight and here are your luggage checks."
"Thanks" Clyde says, turning to Stewart and Robert. "We still have about 45 minutes before boarding, you guys want to get a cup of coffee or something?"
"I don't think so Clyde." Robert says. "You guys have a safe trip, call me if I can help, okay."
Stewart pulls Robert into his arms in a big hug. "Thanks big brother, I love you."
"You take care of yourself, Stewart. Mother would never forgive me if I let anything happen to you. I love you too."
"Take care Robert. Things should work out okay, we will call you." Clyde says as he and Stewart move through the security check system.
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