Never in my wildest dreams could I or would I believe something like this to happen. Most of this story hasn't happened, minute bits have, but it may or may not have any bearing on my fantasy, but I'm gonna let it spew forth anyhow. I hope you enjoy it. This is probably going to start out a bit slow moving. So please manage to make to the next book.
Intro
Growing up in the country was almost a non-existence for me. Not a farm boy, not popular, not an athlete, just there. I moved in with my grandparents before I started 6th grade.
It was what I thought to be a ho-hum existence. As I get older, I realize that it was a lot better than I knew. As they say, hindsight is 20/20.
Looking back, I am happy with that life. I will not go into a bunch of detail for it barely lends into the story.
Though I knew I was different from a fairly young age, I didn't really start puting things together until my middle years of high school.
Available internet was no readily available. Resources were just not there for me to guide me.
My first actual sexual experience was after I turned 16. It was bent over the hood of my truck with no prep or understanding of what needed or was going to happen for either one of us.
I took it up the ass with barely any lube, just a bit of pre-cum from his hard cock. No easing it in, no relaxation, nothing. It just happened between 2 clueless horny high school teens. It lead to a couple more encounters, each ending in "We can't do this. It's not right." While I began to realize this is what I wanted, he ended up married and have only heard from him once since our last encounter when he came to offer his condolences after my Grams passing.
Fast forward a few years and a different state. I met the man that would be my life partner for the past 25 years. I was 18, he was 28.
As the years progress, I explore more the sexual fetishes/styles/possibilities of gay life and types of relationships, my fantasies run wild with not outlets. But, I digress. This intro so far to me is, BORING... So please bear ???? with me.
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Book 1 - A Fantasy - Together forever
I was working in a big box store. It was located in an on interstate city with a college not far away, so eye candy was NEVER an issue.
I met a young man at work (25 yrs old) that immediately peaked my interest. He went by 1 initial, D. He was a classically handsome fella. Maybe about 6' tall, roughly about 200 lbs, a natural tan, bright green eyes and close cut blonde hair. He had a smile that could and did light up a room.
As we got to know each other at work, we just kinda clicked. While I have never hidden who I am, others often feel off put with my antics, dirty mind and even dirtier mouth. Not D though. He took it all in stride. Which made us click even more. I didn't have to restrain myself with him.
I wasn't sure of his sexuality, and I wasn't going to ask. He never came out with his preferred gender attraction. But, damn if he didn't play gay with the best of them. I always went home with a longing.
Months went by with no indication of any return attraction, so I just chalked it up to being good friends (association) though I was falling head over heels for him and deny. We never met outside of work unless it was just in passing.
Until that one fateful day. I had gone into a fast food joint. I ordered my food and sat down to eat and lo and behold, who should walk in the door. It was D, with whom I assumed were some of his buds. They were laughing and joking around. I just sat there nibbling on my food and taking quick glances at him every now and then. I didn't want to be obvious and inadvertently cause him trouble. Finally I just managed to mind my own business and focused on my food.
Unfortunately I became so focused that I didn't notice anybody approach the table.
"Hey Marco, you not gonna speak?"
He scared the bejezzus out of me.
"Hey D. I didn't want to bother you while you were with your friends. You know how I am and it can bother or offend a lot of people. I didn't want to cause you any problems."
"Well, first off, I don't know those guys. We were just laughing at one of the guys because he was texting his girl, not paying attention where he was going and walked into the wall. Second, if you haven't noticed, I haven't been bothered by you at work. I don't care what others think, whether it is friends, family or strangers. I like you and thats all that matters." Said D ending his statement with a double wink.
"You're more than welcome to sit if you want. You don't have to if you don't want to though." I said somewhat shyly.
"Marco, what up with the bashful routine? You sure don't act like this at work."
Sometimes I am just so unsure of myself and who I am, that occasionally withdraw. Life has never been what I would call easy when it comes to any type of friendship. I've always just been more of a loner, so I become self conscious." I said looking down and just kinda pushing my food around.
"Lemme tell ya something. You are a funny, quick witted, intelligent man. Good looking to boot. You have absolutely no reason to be self conscious. Easier said than done, I know. But, it's the truth."
I couldn't bring myself to look at D right at that moment. I could feel myself blushing profusely.
"Come on dude, look at me."
I looked up to see D looking at me with a sincere, concerned look. He said "Sounds to me like you don't see yourself the way others see you. I mean, I see a great guy setting across from me that anyone be luck to have as a friend or to be with. I know I would."
I just sat there with a gobsmacked look on my face. Is he really interested in me? ME? This has got be some kind of joke. I look around waiting and watching for people to start laughing. It never happened.
We sat there for a bit longer while D ate his food. I had stopped when he came up me and hadn't eaten another bite. Now, I was feeling so many different things, I had lost my appetite.
This did not go unnoticed by D.
"Let's get out of here. I think we need to go somewhere and talk. Can we go to your house? There are always to many distractions at my house."
"I guess. It's nothing fancy. It does the job though."
"Ok, let's go. I'll follow."
I led him to my house. It was just a tiny little thing. Basic in all meanings of the word. 1 bed, 1 bath, laundry room and open kitchen and living room. Not big at all. Maybe 800sq ft. I didn't need more for just me and my solitary life.
We got out of the cars and I led him into the house.
"Make yourself at home. There are drinks in the fridge. Remote is on yhe coffee table. I need to pee and change into more relaxing clothes. I ain't planning on going back out today."
I went and peed. Changed into a ratty t-shirt and some basketball shorts, sans undies. I went out to the living room and D was looking around at whatever was laying about and the few pictures I had.
"Mind if I hit the head. Too much to drink at lunch."
"Just through the bedroom."
D was gone a bit longer than I thought he should be, so I went to check on him. When I walked in the bedroom door, I froze. There sat D on the edge of the bed reading my journal. He looked up with a single tear dripping from his cheek. I wasn't mad, but I was MORTIFIED.
"Please don't be mad Marco. When I was coming out of the bathroom, I was being kinda nosy and happened to see your journal. When I looked closer and realized what it was and saw that the pages were tear stained, I couldn't help but to start reading. I can't believe how much you seem to hurt and how lonely you seem to be. And the opinions you have of yourself, don't get me started."
I just stood there with a pitiful look on my face, slightly shaking. I didn't know what to do or say. My eyes started tearing up.
"This sure isn't the same person I know from work. The person I know from work is self confident, assured, out going. The person in the journal seems to be someone that is scared, that is neglected by the world and just existing."
Again I couldn't move or say anything. I was trying my hardest not to cry. Still shaking. D approached me and I kinda flinched. I had no idea what he was going to do.
My flinch did not go unnoticed by D. He placed his hands gently on my biceps.
"My God Marco, you are shaking"
He slowly completed his embrace wrapping his arms around me and just holding me. If this had been any other situation I would have been over the moon. But no, I just broke down. He just stood there holding me.
Finally D spoke "What's going on in your mind right now."
"I am just so embarrassed. A grown ass man, crying like a baby. And that you know more of the real me than anyone else in my life. I do try to keep the real me out of the lime light. He is just a pitiful wuss of a man."
D backed away from me just a bit to look into my eyes.
"I think I would definitely prefer to get to know the guy in the journal more."
"But why, he is just an insecure mess."
"Because while your sense of humor and intelligence may hide your insecurities, I am quite sure they are real. The vulnerability in your journal depicts a man of real heart. You combine the 2 and you come up with a man that I could love the rest of my life."
I just stood there looking down. D stuck his finger under my chin and raised my head to look up at him. And look up I did as he was at least 5-6in taller than me.
I looked into his eyes and all I say was unadulterated adoration. I began to start shaking again I have never felt this way or had someone feel this way about me.
As I was looking into his eyes, his hand slowly touched my face. Palm on the side, thumb just in front of my ear and fingers on the back of my neck.
He leaned down ever so slowly and brushed his lips against mine. I started shaking and crying again.
He again embraced me in his arms and just stood there holding me.
I thought if this is unconditional love, I never want to let it go.
After what had seemed like hours just standing there in his arms, he picked me up in his arms, like a groom carrying his new bride over the threshold.
He just held me. Not moving or speaking. I could feel the heat radiating of his body. For some reason, I felt so safe and secure in that moment. I laid my head on his shoulder and wrapped my arms around his neck.
I could have sworn he started purring when I did that.
D laid me down on the bed with the gentleness used for a newborn. I just looked at him as he slipped his shoes off and slid next to me. He rolled me onto my side and spooned against me.
D gently kissed my neck, wrapped his arms around me and told me "Sleep my prince, my love. For I will be here forever and for always. I love you Marco."
"I love you to D. I will never let you go."
We both dozed of waking up to the sun shining through the curtains. I realized that I was not alone. I was safe and secure in the arms of the man I loved.
I looked over at D to see him looking at me. I smiled, he smiled.
"Can I asked you a question D?"
"Shoot"
"What does the "D" stand for?"
He looked at me dead face and said
"Devotion" I am now and always be devoted to you now and for ever."
We kissed gently with slight tears in our eyes and we drifted off to sleep. Content in our bed, cuddled together.
Book 1 The End
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