A Deep Love By James
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This story deals with sexual as well as romantic situations between teenaged males. Should you not be of the legal age to read such material and if you're offended by this type of story, then please find something else to read. Also remember to donate to Nifty so that these stories can remain free to the public.
Introduction
As in the last chapter, I mentioned in the concluding author's notes, that /Deep Love will be adding a final chapter. This is the last chapter. Yes, I could continue on with several more chapters, possibly a Book Three, but I honestly can't think of any further direction in which to take this story fun though it's been to write. Besides, I have another story in the works that I hope everyone will enjoy. I'll give a summary of it at the end of this concluding chapter.
Should anyone be wondering, yes I do feel a sense of both happiness and sadness at the same time. Happiness that I've come so far with this story, and sadness at the fact that Michael, Josh, Bengy, Patrick, Eric, Jason, Robin, Damien and the others will have no further story lines. Don't worry readers, I do have plans for them to make appearances in the new story and so in that way, I won't be giving up on them completely. So I hope everyone enjoys this last chapter and look out for the new story!
A Deep Love
Book 2 Chapter 17
"Woe to he who offends a child!" Fyodor Dostoyevsky The Brothers Karamazov
Michael
I stood there looking at myself in the full-length mirror on the back of the door leading in to mine and Josh's bathroom. Today was the day. He and I would be joined forever and his last name would no longer be Andrews, but Williams. He and I had talked to our parents about it and they all agreed to it.
I made sure that my shirt was adjusted the way it needed to be, then I went out in to the bedroom so Josh could see. He and I in the days leading up to the marriage ceremony talked about if we should sleep in separate rooms on the night before the big day, and he explained that he didn't believe in that, and I was happy and quickly told him that I felt the same way and I still do. So we slept in one another's arms and decided not to make love for that night and save it for that night when we were both married.
I came up to Josh and we kissed softly and held one another for a long moment. He kissed my cheek a few times lovingly and I did the same, then we separated. I looked deeply in to his eyes and he smiled at me.
"It's finally here," he said.
"Yeah, it is!" I said smiling as big as he was.
"I love you more than anything," he said hugging me again. He held me tightly and rubbed my back up and down slowly and lovingly.
"I love you too," I replied. "So much more than I could ever love anyone."
"I never thought I'd find someone like you," Josh said as his tears fell. "I didn't think I'd find anyone ever, and if I did then it would probably have been someone who was blind or visually impaired like me."
"I wasn't sure I'd find anyone either," I replied. "It was mainly because I got small glimpses in to the gay community and I heard a little about how sex-obsessed they can be in that community and I didn't want anything like that."
"Neither did I," Josh said.
"I also feared that when I was raped all those months ago, that you wouldn't want anything to do with me," I said. "I knew on one hand that it was crazy to think that way, and that you'd still love and want me. I was still afraid though. I love you even more for sticking by me even through that."
"There wasn't anything else I would do than that," Josh said and kissed me deeply.
Once we broke the kiss, there was a knock at the door and I moved to answer it. Jason and Eric stood there. They looked wonderful in their button-down shirts and black dress pants. We all were wearing button-down shirts and dress pants. We wanted to look nice, but not fancy. I motioned for them to come in and they did.
"So are you both ready for this," Jason asked and hugged us both.
"Definitely!" I said.
"Absolutely!" Josh replied.
Eric hugged us both and smiled at me. He sat down on the bed beside Jason and we sat down beside them.
"We're both really happy for you," Eric said.
"Yeah," Jason began. "You both have done really well with helping not only your brothers, but the other kids as well as Eric and I."
"Thanks," I said.
"Thank you," Josh responded. "That really means a lot."
After talking for a few minutes more, I went to make sure that Angel and Jacob were ready. Angel was going to be holding the flowers and Jacob would be carrying the rings. I had Bengy as my best man and Josh had Patrick as his. Josh and I had our own marriage vows we would say to one another while John Martin would give a talk of his own.
After Jason and Eric left, Bengy and Patrick knocked and we let them in. They hugged us both and I let them sit beside us.
"Ready?" Bengy asked me putting an arm around my shoulders.
"Yeah," I said. "More than ready!"
"So am I!" Josh added. "More than anything!"
"We're really happy for you both," Patrick said hugging both Josh and I. "You've really helped me as well as Bengy, both of you."
"Thanks," I said.
"Thank you," Josh said as they hugged again.
"You're welcome," Bengy said. "Anything for you, both of you."
"It's no trouble at all," Patrick said.
After they left, David and Cory came in and we talked with them for a bit, then after them we received Damien and Robin. They congratulated us as well and soon, it was time to meet outside.
We were having the ceremony in the garden behind the house close to where the large and expansive back yard began. I went with Josh and stood under the rose-bedecked archway and looked in to his eyes. He looked back and soon, John Martin was nearing us. He came up to us and as I looked around, I saw everyone there, from Josh's dad, my mom, my dad, Brad, Danny, John, Donny and John as well as our other brothers. I felt like crying from the joy, but I kept it together.
"We're gathered here today, to honor and join together these two wonderful and loving young men," John began. "These two both found one another and though they've been through many things, both good and bad, wonderful and terrifying, they both have survived and allowed their love to develop and grow in to what it is today.
These days, there's a casual attitude about love and especially about sex. Sex is exchanged between two people as casually as two people would exchange candy. We can label this under the heading of moral relativism, we can call this exploration or we can call it for what it is. I'm not criticizing two guys who do it, nor am I doing this towards two women much less a man or woman, but I am calling out those who treat sex and love in this way. Sex is the final expression of love when words are no longer enough as a means by which to express that love two people have for one another. To cheapen that connection and those activities is to cheapen what it means to have a relationship and it is in the end, to cheapen one another as well as yourselves.
This is my way of saying that two people can treat sex and love in this manner if they so choose and they can be consenting to do this with one another behind closed doors, but it still cheapens them and there will come a point when they get with other people and should they still have the careless attitudes going forth in new romantic and sexual relationships as they did before with the old person, then they risk harming the new person, especially if the new person wants no part of this casual way of having a relationship.
This is also my way of saying that Josh and Michael haven't done anything like this. They've taken their love and any sexual activities they've done with one another seriously and haven't allowed themselves to be trapped in the harmless-looking, but still dangerous ways of moral relativism. I can't think of a better set of two young men I'd rather join together in marriage today than these two!"
There was clapping from all around us, then John spoke again.
"I understand that both of you have written a couple of things you'd like to say to one another before I join you two together?"
"Yeah," I said. "We have."
"You can go first if you want," Josh said. "Unless John has anything else he needs to say before we speak."
"No," John said. "I'm fine, you guys can begin."
So with that, I began talking. I had went over my vows a few times in the days leading up to that day, so I didn't need to read them. I began speaking and it flowed naturally.
"I've always wanted someone to love," I began. "I knew I would want this, even as a small boy. Even back then I wanted someone to love and cuddle with and to be there for as they'd be there for me both in good times and in the bad times as well.
I thought about this and always knew that it would probably be a guy, but it wasn't until I was becoming a young man that I began to be afraid of these feelings because of many things, mainly society and what it has to say about homosexuality, but just my own uncontrollable fears at that time. It was hard, but once I had moved on from that, I really began to question myself. By that, I mean I began to ask myself: "Who is Michael Williams?". I knew that I wanted to help people who had been through what I had been through when I was 13, but that was the biggest thing in addition to knowing that I wanted to have a boyfriend and be faithful only to him whoever that might be.
I knew that some of the guys I had heard about in the gay community were mainly interested in sex and not much else, and I didn't want that. So I waited and hoped that I would eventually find someone. Eventually, I did. I'll always remember that day when I walked through the doors of the high school I was attending at the time and when I was asked to help someone to our classroom. Josh is that someone.
I looked at you for the very first time when I went in to the office in which you sat and I knew that you were the one. Normally I don't believe in love at first sight, but I think for you and I, it's the true thing. As we got to know each other as friends, I loved you for your compassion and patients for people and for everything in life. Your attitude of happiness and seeing the good in people made me want to be a better person.
In addition to that, I also loved the physical side of you, but I'm especially in love with your personality and what I mentioned before. I love you more than I can say and I want no one else but you!"
I turned to him and looked deep in to his eyes.
"I feel the same way," he said.
"That's all I have to say on that note," I said.
"Okay," John said. "Are you ready to begin Josh?"
"Yeah," Josh replied. "When I was a child, probably around 7, I knew the same things as Michael. I too, was afraid of these feelings for a while and I probably wouldn't be in a good place at all were it not for my father and other people who were in my life.
When I saw you that first day, I fell deeply and quickly in love with you. I knew that you were the one I wanted as my best friend, but also as my soul mate and lover. Your ability to make people laugh, your ability to bring comfort and joy to the life of another and your love for people and the world are true, deep and joyful in words I'll never be able to explain. You've shown these abilities and strengths to me more times than I can ever count in my life and I love you more and more as the days go by. You're my soul mate, best friend and my one true love. I treasure you every single day and can't ever picture my life without you. I love you more than anything in this whole world!"
More clapping now, and the tears were flowing freely and fast now. Not just from me, but from Josh as well. We hugged and shared a soft kiss. Everyone clapped again and soon though, our tears were done and we continued on with John beginning with words based off of Dostoyevsky.
"The world is like an ocean," John began. "The world has a deep interconnection to each of us, from plants, animals, men, women and children. Love is infinite. It is deeper and far more indescribable than we can ever communicate in words. We are commanded to love everything. Love each plant, person and everything in between. Love every animal. God gave to them a boundless and untroubled joy which we have no right to take from them. Do not trouble them, do not rob them of their joy. This goes for children.
I say shame be upon one who offends or harms a child. Think of it. You walk on the street in a rage. Your boss has just yelled at you at work, your wife or husband hasn't put away the dishes or has done something you aren't happy about. In this state of anger, you pass by a small child in this deep and profound state of anger. You are also using language which this child can hear. You in your enraged state never see this child, but he or she sees you. Because of this, not now at this very moment, but in the near future or a long time down the road this action on your part awakens in this child darkness and depths of behaviors that could harm he or herself or others in society. In short, a bad seed possibly has been implanted on the mind and in the heart of this child, and all because you chose not to temper yourself with deep and humbling love!
What we do, not only to ourselves, but to others does matter. It matters in ways and in later times as the years and decades go by in ways we can or may never know. So it is important to keep in mind and understand that we all are responsible for not only ourselves, but for others as well as for the world. Should we forget this, then we flirt with not only our own destruction, but with the destruction of everyone, our loved ones, our children, our spouses and everyone in the world.
So I bring this to Michael and Josh by saying to them, that you both need to continue to have regard for the effects your actions have on not only yourselves, but on your parents, relatives, your brothers, the children here and everyone in the world. You both have a love that is stronger than any I've ever seen. You have a passionate love, a deep love that has been made so by both of you, not just because of the love and kindness you both have shown to one another, but to the fact that you two have been smart and opened in your hearts and minds to listen to the advice of the brothers you have and the advice of your parents as well."
"So now I'll bring this to a close. Michael, do you take Josh as your husband? To love and to cherish, to have and to hold, for rich or for poor, in sickness and in health; as long as you both may live?"
"I do," I said as my tears flowed again.
"And for you Josh," John began. "Do you Josh, take Michael as your husband? To have and to hold, to love and to cherish for rich or for poor, in sickness and in health as long as you both may live?"
"I do," Josh said. With a sign from John, Jacob stepped forward and gave the rings to him. He gave my ring for me to Josh and Josh's to me. We both once John said to, placed the rings on one another's fingers.
"With that being said," John began. "I now pronounce you both man and husband. You may now kiss!"
We kissed deeply and once we ended the kiss, we dried one another's eyes. It was done. I had never been so happy!
At the reception afterwards, I danced with Josh and my other brothers and they danced with Josh as well. I even slow-danced with my mom and dad as well as Chad. It was the best day of my life and I'll never forget it for as long as I live.
It was nearing evening time now and I sat out on the back deck with Jacob sitting beside me. He was leaning in to my side and I held him in my arms. He was trying to stay awake and though he was trying to fight sleep, it would take him soon no matter what. He looked up at me again and smiled.
"Thanks for letting me help with the wedding," he said sleepily.
"You're welcome," I said softly and kissed his forehead.
"I hope you and Josh can be happy for ever and ever," he said.
"So do I," I replied. "We'll do everything we can to keep one another happy, but for now it looks like a certain boy is getting tired."
"No I'm not," he said smiling and trying to straighten up in my arms even more.
"Yeah right," I said smiling back. "You've had a long day though, so if you want to go to bed soon, I won't have a problem."
He yond largely again and rested his head against my chest and said nothing for a long moment.
I waited and thought for a moment that he had fallen asleep, but he spoke again, just barely above a whisper.
"I love you so much Michael."
"I love you to Jacob," I said softly.
"Please always take care of me," he said even softer now.
"I'll always take care of you," I said close to tears now.
"I think of you like a father," he said now in a whisper.
My tears were falling now. I don't know why. It was just something that touched me deeply, to know that this small boy at least in this moment in time thought that much of me. I didn't think of myself as father material, at least not at that time. I was starting to when we moved in to that house and began taking care of the kids, but I still didn't think of myself as any sort of father. Truthfully though, I worried all the time in my early teen years that I'd end up like my own father when he was drinking and cold. I knew I'd do everything not to turn out that way, but I still worried. So now hearing from this small and sweet child that he thought that much of me really got to me in a deep way that I may never be able to put in to words.
"I think of you like a son," I said through my tears. They fell, and soon they were done. I sat there as Jacob finally fell asleep. His breathing was slow and soft now and I couldn't seem to separate from him. Soon though, I heard the door open and I looked to the side to see my dad come out. I motioned that Jacob was asleep and he closed the door softly and sat on my left so as not to wake Jacob. We all three sat there in silence for a few minutes then I looked up to see a shooting star streak across the sky. I watched it and remembered all the times I would look up and see it when I was a small boy and as I began to grow in to a teen and what I would wish for all those times. The memories threatened to bring tears again and I decided that it would be a good time to put Jacob to bed. I let my dad know and he said that he'd be out on the porch swing waiting in case I came back out. I said I would and stood up and carried Jacob to his room. I gently lay him on his bed and covered him over making sure that he was well covered and tucked in.
I sat with him for a few minutes watching him sleep and with one hand softly stroking his hair and listening to his slow and deep breathing that comes with sleep. I thought about when my mother would do the same for me when I was that young and how I enjoyed it, but still wished that my father could be the one doing that from time to time.
"It's come full circle," I said softly. "I can give him what my father at the time wasn't able to give me. I wonder if a small part of him thinks about if I remember those times while he was around and drinking, and the times when he was gone and never came around. I wonder if he thinks I hate him, if only in a small part of my heart. I don't hate him. I would be angry over the years at him. I would cry alone in my room some nights wishing I could have him in my life, but I never once hated him. I wonder if he'll ever know just how much I really do love him and how much I wished for his presents in my life, especially when I was alone and scared when I awakened to my sexuality and any other times I needed a father figure as a boy and in the beginnings of my teen years. I wish I could show him that I don't and never could hate him. I wish there was a way to show him just how much he means to me."
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Andrew stood outside Jacob's room listening to everything Michael said out loud to himself. He didn't intend to listen in, but he went inside for a moment and was walking down the hall to go to the front of the house to get a drink when he heard a voice from near Jacob's room. He followed it and could hear what was being said since the house was so quiet at that moment. He stood there listening to everything and the tears were falling fast.
Andrew wondered the same things about Michael and whether or not he would or could truly ever forgive him for how he had treated him and his mother all those years ago. He still found it hard to forgive himself, but he did the best he could.
Once Michael stopped talking, Andrew softly stepped in to the room and went up behind Michael and wrapped his arms around him. He held him as he let the last of his tears go, then it was over and Michael sat there being held from behind by his father.
Michael
I sat there with my dad holding me from behind and felt more safe and happy in that moment than words can describe. I then looked up at my dad and saw him letting the last of his own tears go. He dried his eyes and kissed the top of my head.
"Let's go back out on the deck," he said. "I don't think either of us would want to wake Jacob."
"Okay," I softly agreed.
"So how much of that did you hear?" I asked once seated out on the deck again.
"All of it," he replied. He told me about how he came to overhear what I was saying and I hugged him and we held one another like that as we sat there.
"I don't hate you and never did," I said as I rested my head against his chest. "I just wished I could have had you in my life when I needed you. I sometimes remember thinking that I would have taken back anything I did bad or any mistake I made if it would make you love me and come back to me. I'm not telling you this to make you go on a guilt trip or to make you feel bad, it's just things I've felt over the years."
"I understand," he said crying again. "It still hurts me deep in my heart to think how badly I hurt you and your mom, but you especially. You needed me, and especially in the past few years and I was off destroying myself and too busy wrapped up in my own self-hate. I was selfish and I want to do everything I can now to make it all up to you."
"You've been doing that," I said looking up at him. "I don't want anyone else as my father, not ever. Sometimes though when I was coming to understand that I was gay, I would think that God was punishing me for it by keeping you away from me. That was the hardest to deal with. Every night in those years and even before when I was younger and you were gone, I'd see one of those shooting stars and wish on it for you. I'd wish for you to come back and be nice to mom and I. I'd wish that you would love me."
"I know those times were Hell for you and your mom," he said. "I truly am sorry for all that I did to you and her."
"I forgive you," I said. "I forgave you a long time ago."
"Thank you Michael," he said and kissed the top of my head. "That means everything to me. I watched you with Jacob when you were out here earlier and when you sat with him when he was falling asleep. You're nothing like the man I used to be and I don't think you ever will be. You listen to the people around you and you take what they have to say seriously and you've done wonderful things for yourself and have made the lives of everyone around you extremely joyful."
"Thank you dad," I said and kissed his cheek. "You've done well with making my life joyful by coming back to me and you're making up for everything every day as the days go by just by your kindness, love and support of me as well as the others in my life."
"I'm glad you feel that way," he said. "You truly have become the man I hoped you would become. Even in my most drunken states when I was throwing up and feeling like I was being ripped apart, a small and still coherent part of me would wish that you could become a good and honorable as well as loving boy and an even more wonderful man. You've shown that that wish of mine has come true in how you've treated your mother and how you've treated Josh. You've also shown it with how you've been there and cared for all of your brothers and all the kids here at the house. I also saw it, especially tonight as you spent time with Jacob out here before he fell asleep and as you sat with him in his room a little while ago. You've become the man, husband, brother, son and father figure that I hadn't been for many years. I hope you continue to do well by everyone and for yourself. I love you Michael, more than anything."
"I feel the same way about you too," I said. "You've become the father I've always wished for all those years ago and I know that it'll only get better every day. I love you too dad, more than I can say."
After we talked, I spent a few minutes with my mom. She was saying that her and Chad were looking at living in the same apartment rather than in the separate ones that were back behind the house. I was happy for them and that they were getting closer and becoming romantic partners. I hoped that someday, they could get married and have what Josh and I have.
After we finished talking she hugged me and held me for a moment, then she looked at me.
"You really have become the son I hoped you would become," she said.
"Thank you mom," I said softly.
"I worried from time to time if you would pick up some of your fathers behaviors, but I know you've stayed away from stuff like that and I think you'll continue to do well for yourself and do right by everyone else in your life."
"Thanks," I said. "I want to do everything to make everyone in my life happy and I don't want to let anyone down, and I don't want to let myself down either."
"I'm glad to hear you say that," she said. "You've done well with the kids, your brothers and with Josh. You've become the young and caring man I hoped you'd become. I love you so much."
"I love you too," I replied. "More than anything."
After we said goodnight to one another, I went to the living room where Josh was sitting and reading. He finished the last bit of the chapter he was reading and turned off the book player. He stood up and wrapped his arms around me and we kissed softly.
"Jacob's asleep and so are Angel and all the others," I said.
"Yeah, Angel fell asleep earlier than Jacob did," Josh said and stroked my hair softly.
"It's been the best day I've ever had," I said and kissed Josh softly on the cheek.
"I feel the same way," he said and pressed his lips to mine. We stayed like that for a moment and when he broke the kiss, he looked deeply in to my eyes. "I need you so much tonight. I need you inside me. I need you to make love to me more than I've ever needed it!"
"I need you in the same way!" I said kissing him hard and shoving my tongue deep in his mouth.
Once in our room, I saw that there were candles burning on the dresser and on the nightstand. I also saw a dark-colored bottle in a metal bucket packed in ice and I turned to Josh.
"Just something I was able to get your parents and my dad to get," he said smiling widely at me. "It's what I get for keeping up my grades and balancing that with everything else going on and being a good boyfriend and now husband to you."
"Sounds good to me," I said and hugged and kissed Josh communicating to him that I was ready to celebrate our love for one another.
Josh lead me over to the dresser where the bucket sat and he motioned that I could open it. It was an extremely exquisite and vintage shampane and I smiled. I opened it and found the two glasses that sat on either side of the bucket. Once we had the glasses filled, I lifted mine to where Josh had his held up. We clinked glasses and I spoke before we took the first drink.
"To us, to our life together and our love for one another and may it grow deeper and deeper," I began. "May our lives be rich and happy as well as full. May our brothers and the kids as well as our parents and everyone else around us be safe, happy and loved."
"Cheers!" Josh said smiling. We took the first sip and kissed softly. We then moved to the bed and took our time finishing our glasses. Soon though, we had finished the bottle and though we were floating and we both felt the pleasant feelings that come with alcohol, we were still able to be in the moment and we were more than ready to make love. I felt the alcohol going through my body and I knew that it was making me even hornier for my love, but I knew that it was everything else added to it.
Once undressed, we fell back on the bed and were passionately making out. We continued this for several minutes, then I knew that Josh was ready for me to be inside him. I kissed all over his body like many times before and once he did the same for me, I handed him the KY. He got my cock slicked up and I got his hole even more moist and ready for the hard pounding I was about to give him. I then pushed in and was deep inside him now!
It was Heaven, I couldn't get enough. His hole was squeezing my cock and my balls were slapping against his cheeks and the moist and creamy sounds of my cock slamming in and out of his hole were making me even more wild and crazy with love and lust for him. I drove on harder and harder and I began to stroke his cock with one hand and brush and twist his nipples with the other. He was yelling how good it felt and I was moaning and yelling how much I loved him.
"Oh fuck Michael!" he screamed, then came harder than I ever saw him come before. His hole gripped my cock with force like I had never known before and the orgasm began to build slowly like before and my cock began to pulse and burn with the searing load of cum that was beginning to journey through my cock and in to Josh's hole. The blasts were coming hard and fast and my cock hurt and felt wonderful at the same time. I screamed long and loud as my orgasm crushed me in its grip. I knew Josh would go through the same wonderful experience only a few minutes later when he topped me.
Once I finished and my cock softened and worked its way out of his hole, we rested for a few minutes and lay there kissing and cuddling.
"I love you so much Josh," I said.
"I love you too Michael," he replied. "So much, more than anything."
Soon though, we were ready again. Josh was making love to me with complete ferocity and I could feel the animalistic urge to make me his and to release himself.
"Yeah!" he screamed and began slamming in to me harder and harder. He was slamming in to me and his arms were locked tightly around my torso and he was gripping me like I would suddenly fly away. With every thrust, he got more and more rough and the pounding was more harder and wild, like nothing I had ever known before. He was telling me in every slamming and crushing thrust that I belonged to him and that I was his. I could also read in his movements that he couldn't get enough of me. I was needing to come again. Each slam of his cock on my prostate made me scream out at the top of my lungs and bright and vibrant colors were flashing in my field of vision.
The fucking was completely animalistic and complete base urges for release now. Nothing mattered to either of us now. We knew of nothing now, not anything going on outside, not anything going on in the house around us; it was just us. It was just us and our wild and loving, but violent movements as we loved one another and let our uncontrollable passions loose and free as to consume one another in fiery and burning-hot orgasms that made us scream loudly and at the tops of our voices.
"Fuck!" Josh roared as he slammed with all the last amounts of strength he had in to my hole. "Fuck I love you so fucking much Michael!"
He was coming hard and fast now. His come was overflowing my hole and running down my legs and I could feel it running down my balls. I loved it. I also came hard and felt the crushing power of my orgasm.
Once it was over and we were cleaned up, the candles were out and we lay in one another's arms. We kissed softly and caressed each other and were talking about how wonderful it all was.
"I love you more than anything Michael," Josh said softly and kissed me gently on my lips.
"I love you too Josh," I said. "More than anything in this world. I'll treasure you every day we're together, I already do. You truly are the love of my life!"
"And you're mine!" he said.
We talked a few minutes more, then after declaring our love for one another again, this time verbally, we relaxed our bodies and fell asleep in one another's arms.
Epilogue 2015
Michael
I stood near the door of the house removing my coat and hanging it up. It was beginning to snow again and I was completely happy to see it. January was getting off to a wonderful start. I stood there for a moment thinking about everything I have in my life. Josh and I are older now and we still have our brothers as well as our parents. Josh and I also have our son and he's an absolute joy. We adopted Jacob a couple of years ago as well as Angel and they both bring joy to our lives.
"Dad!" I heard someone calling which snapped me out of my thoughts. I made sure the door was locked and went further in to the recesses of the house.
"I'll be there in a moment," I called out.
"Okay," the voice yelled again. It was Angel. I heard her and Jacob laughing and teasing one another while beginning the preparations for dinner. The other kids who lived with us were a new set of kids and they were doing well. They would be helping out with dinner soon, but Angel and Jacob were chopping up the fixings for salad and they seemed to be having a good time.
When they saw me, they stopped what they were doing and ran to me. They hugged me tightly and I hugged them back just as tightly loving that I could do that.
Jacob was 17 years old, but didn't look it. He looked older than that, but lacked the deep manly voice. His was soft and gentle and it was a good teaching voice which was good, as that was what he wanted to do with his life was teach kids.
Angel was 14 years old and was growing in to being a beautiful young woman. She was seeing a few boys outside the house in the community, but it wasn't anything serious. Jacob was interested in guys and was seeing a guy named Brandon. For Jacob and Angel, everything in the romance department seemed to be going well. They seemingly had taken to heart everything Josh and I taught them about relationships and dating, they also seemed to take seriously everything we taught them about sex which was good. I didn't think we'd have any trouble with them in that regard.
"I'm so glad to see you both," I said and kissed each of them on their cheek.
"We're glad to see you too dad," Angel said.
"I missed you today," Jacob said hugging me again.
"I missed you as well," I replied. "You too Angel."
I hugged her again and I then turned to see Josh coming in to the room. We hugged, shared a couple of kisses and after he greeted our kids, we got started on making dinner.
Once dinner was served, we ate and afterwards, talked about one another's day. Then after we all did our part in cleaning up the kitchen and after the other kids were back in their rooms doing their own things and Jacob and Angel were in the living room finishing up homework, I sat on the couch with Josh holding him close. We shared a couple of loving kisses and he looked in to my eyes.
"We have a wonderful life and home don't we?" he said softly.
"We definitely do," I replied in agreement and kissed him softly on his lips. "I love you Josh Williams."
"I love you too, Michael Williams," he replied and we kissed again and then just held one another and finished talking about one another's day. We were both content with all we have and it's only gotten better over the years. Our love for all of the world as well as for our brothers, parents, children and for one another is a wonderful and true love, a love that nothing and no one can ever destroy. It's an infinite love, a deep love. I've never known such joy and happiness, never known the joy of loving everything and everyone in this world. It's a joy to love every plant, every animal, every woman, every man and every child and to love all of the world in its beauty and wonder. May it continue for always.
The End
Author's Notes
So ends a Deep Love. I didn't know when or if I'd get to this point. With certain things going on over the years, both good and bad. Also with certain times over the years in which it was hard to stay motivated to write, I somehow found the strength and drive to continue. I hope everyone enjoys this final chapter and now for the summary of the new story.
My new story is called "a Safe Place" and it features a totally blind main character who tells the story in first-person.
In a Safe Place, Caleb Roberts meets Nathan Daniels. They're both 14 and as they get to know one another, Nathan likes Caleb as a friend regardless of his blindness, but eventually communicating his eventual love for Caleb will be much harder. Nathan has a disability of his own, but he also has his own personal demons to deal with, so does Caleb, but their love will grow and be able to stay strong. It's a story of true love, friendship and other things. I hope you all enjoy it as I post it to Nifty.
I hope everyone has a good weekend and I'll see everyone in the next story, a Safe Place!
One more thing, for anyone interested, the things spoken by John Martin and by Michael at the end of the story were based on the novel The Brothers Karamazov By Fyodor Dostoyevsky.
So take care and I'll see everyone in the story a Safe Place.