SWEET
By Staley Cole Smith
Email – stoney4mark@excite.com
This is a gay interracial story erotic and sexually rising to a sea of passion only to stumble then rise again. The story is fiction, but the emotions are real. It is not intended reading for persons under 18 years of age. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, names, places, or things are purely coincidental.
Calvin and Logan had become close as family a year ago, beginning with the taxi ride from Grand Central to Penn Plaza. It was from that, moment that convinced me, there was a story to be told. They loved completely with complete support for one another. I am haunted by chocolate flesh where all things merge into one." He said softly getting closer and closer.
This is their recent story.
It was three weeks exactly before Logan spoke to Calvin again. Calvin's grandmother Gibson suddenly passed away and Calvin, broken hearted, rushed home to Chapel Hill, North Carolina.
He said very little to Logan except "I gotta go" and just like that he was gone.
With his heart chipping away into little pieces, Logan couldn't stop thinking about his sweet chocolate soul mate and wanted him back – no, he needed him back.
The days slipped by with no calls, text or emails from Calvin. As a matter of principal, Logan should have said, "To hell with him, if he doesn't call, then he doesn't call" and chalk it up to gay life experience.
But, for the first time ever, he couldn't do that. Calvin had become so special, that he had to do something about it.
The Delta flight from Kennedy to Chapel Hill took 1 hour and 40 minutes. Logan was familiar with the routine because he had done it before with Calvin. This time he did the same thing again. He rented a car at the airport and then stopped at a florist to buy a bouquet of fresh flowers to bring to Calvin's mother. The florist didn't have lily of the valley so he choose a sprig of white heather for Calvin.
The Gibson's were a close knit family and Calvin felt he belonged there with them. For how long was the mystery and something Logan had to find out for himself. He prayed all the way that Calvin wasn't in Chapel Hill with a boyfriend. He was 100% positive that was not the case.
It had been almost three weeks since the funeral and everything around the property looked familiar as Logan pulled into their driveway and parked. He sat for a moment, getting up the nerve to get out of the car. The bouquet of flowers sat next to him on the passenger seat. It seemed so dramatic like a story from a high school play, but it was real; everything about that moment was the real thing.
Calvin's mother answered the door and Logan handed her the flowers and gave her a hug. She didn't recognize him at first, but that quickly faded and she hugged him and kissed his cheek. "Lordy, Lordy – It's Logan, child, you've come for my Calvin. I know it, I just knows it."
Logan offered his sympathy for the passing of Grandmother Gibson, which she appreciated deeply.
"Is Calvin here?" Logan asked
"Yes, good Lord, yes, he is. He has been moping around here like a wounded coyote. Made no secret of it either, He is missing you Logan something terrible.
Calvin's dad, who finally accepted Calvin having a boyfriend, and a white boyfriend at that, shook his hand. "Welcome son," he said to Logan. "Yes sir, thank you, for coming."
Calvin's mother called Cal who was taking a nap in the next room.
"Calvin, you got company, drag your sorry butt out here and see this man." She yelled to him.
Calvin stood in the doorway and seeing Logan, he wiped his face and ran up to him. Logan kissed him on the lips. Calvin threw his arms around Logan and tears ran from his eyes, as they stood there holding each other like a scene from Gone with the Wind.
Calvin's dad said, "I never thought I would see this, but that man loves my boy. Damn it, they love each other" He went out the door into the garden and Cal's mom followed him.
"I couldn't find Lily of the valley in this hick town, but I got a sprig of white heather, it worked before and I'm not about to give up." Said Logan and stuck the heather in Cal's shirt pocket.
"Chapel Hill is not a hick town, our florist just sell out of flowers faster in the south" Calvin never changed his style. He had an answer for everything. Logan loved that about him, he was so special.
"I had to find you." Said Logan
"I lost my phone on the trip down here," Calvin explained; and my folks don't have a computer. I couldn't find a computer from anyone we knew here in town, not even the library."
"Not a hick town, huh?" Said Logan flashing the beautiful smile that Calvin fell in love with.
Logan was showing the bulge in his pants that Calvin liked playing with. He unzipped his pants and put Cal's hand in his underwear. His dick, was growing into a torpedo.
"Jesus, my parents are just outside, they would never understand this. Hugging yes, but holding a man's cock, I don't think so."
"I'm sorry"
"No baby, don't be sorry, just understand" said Calvin
"I do, I really do" Logan zipped back up and things calmed down. That evening they slept together in Cal's old bedroom.
"They gonna do a lot more nasty than that in New York, so why should we be the objectors" Cal's mom said to her husband. He didn't like them sleeping together, knowing what gay men do in bed.
"Yeah, I suppose so woman, but it's messed up, that's all I got to say – messed up"
"It's Calvin's life, and he is happy, so we gonna stay out of it. Besides, I like Logan."
"Me too woman, me too, admitted Calvin's dad.
That night they slept together, and they behaved remarkably well for being so hot for one another. They jerked off under the sheets and Calvin came in Logan's mouth, like giving the baby his bottle
The last thing Logan said before going to sleep was, "I love you Cal."
"I love you more; when we get home to New York, I will make all this lost time up to you" replied Calvin spooning Logan in his arms inhaling his masculine scent and pressing his junk up against his butt.
To be continued... Email me at stoney4mark@excite.com Thanks
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SWEET is the follow up to Nifty story CHOCOLATE written October 17, 2018.