Date: Sat, 29 Sep 2001 21:30:32 -0700 (PDT)
From: Author James <authorjames2002@yahoo.com>
Subject: Adventures of a Real Dark Knight 46

Disclaimer: This story, though maybe not in this chapter but in subsequent
chapters, will have celebrities in it.  I have no knowledge of their
sexuality and this is not intended to imply their sexuality.  This is all
from my own mind.  Scary!!  People actually get a glimpse into my mind!!!

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feelings that I struggled with and am starting to come to terms with.  Part
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Chapter 46 Lance and I

	I awoke in the morning with the sunlight streaming through the
window.  I could hear the birds singing, a soft breeze rustling the leaves
on the trees and all was right with the world.  I looked over at my lover.
He was so peaceful, so innocent.  I dare not interrupt his sleep.  I
watched the slow rise and fall of his chest.  Leaning over I laid my ear to
his heart and heard the soft beating of peace and contentment.  I loved
him.  I loved everything about him.
	While laying with my head on his chest I couldn't help but look at
his nipple, so close to my lips.  I smiled to myself and stuck my tongue
out.  It grazed his nipple ever so softly.  Immediately, though, it reacted
to my warm touch and hardened.  I smiled to myself.  Even in his sleep, I
could still stimulate my lover.
	I stuck my tongue out again; only instead of one lick I licked it
several times.  After so long, I couldn't resist and lightly encased
Lance's nipple in my mouth.  I began to suck lightly on it like a baby
would to get nourishment from its mother.  Lance moaned with my
ministrations and I continued for several moments before moving to his
other nipple.
	Once both nipples were hard and fairly wet, I moved down his abs
running my tongue to his belly button.  There I stuck my tongue in and
moved it in and out working his belly button.  Then I moved down the small
trail of hair to his waistband.  I reached over and pulled the sheet and
blankets completely off of him.  I smiled at his semi-hard cock.  It was
bulging his underwear ever so nicely.
	Moving my fingers under his waistband to remove his boxers, my
fingers caressed his wet head.  I pulled them out and licked them, then
proceeded to gently remove his boxers.  It took a bit of time to do, as I
didn't want him to wake up to me removing his boxers.  I had a plan for him
to wake up finding me doing something else to him.
	I finally removed his boxers.  I looked up to find Lance laying in
all his glory on the bed fast asleep with a semi-hard cock leaking precum
all over his stomach.  What is a lover to do?
	I moved to his inner thigh and kissed it lightly.  Then I kissed it
again, only a bit harder and moved myself closer and closer to his balls.
When I got there, I ran my nose over his lightly pubed large hanging nut
sac.  I stuck my tongue out and licked one, then the other.  I licked again
only a bit firmer, then took one into my mouth.  I tugged on it by pulling
my head away from his body.  I didn't dare use my teeth.  I did not want to
damage such perfect sex organs.
	I released his nut sac and ran my tongue up his shaft to the tip.
Flicking it with my tongue, I then ran my tongue back down.  I kissed his
balls and ran my tongue up again to his head.  I saw the little puddle of
precum glimmering in the sunlight and ran my tongue over it, scooping it
into my mouth.  After swallowing I took his head into my mouth and started
to suck a little.  Lance moaned at this but I continued.
	I bobbed my heading beginning a long, slow blowjob for my lover.  I
loved him and wanted to pleasure him in any way I could.  I felt his head
hit the back of my throat.  And I wasn't even all the way down on him!
Wanting to please him, I did a swallowing action and took his whole cock
into my mouth.  I bobbed a bit faster, making my tongue give long, warm wet
strokes to the underside of his dick.  Lance moaned a bit louder and I
continued.
	As I sucked him, I placed my finger over his hole and began a light
massage.  I felt it twitch a bit.  I attempted to place my finger inside.
I got a little ways in before he tensed up and I could not move my finger
any further.  I wiggled it around gently and continued sucking.  Lance
relaxed a little and I worked my finger in deeper.
	Lance's mouth opened with a sharp intake of breath.  I sucked
harder.  He began to moan more loudly.  I worked his hole faster.  His
moans became more rapid.  I pleased him more.  Suddenly his eyes opened, a
quiet scream escaped his mouth, and a load of cum erupted from his cock.
	"Oh my god, Eric!" Lance said.  "That...that was amazing!  What a
way to wake up!"
	"I thought it was rather inventive," I replied.
	Lance pulled me up to him and kissed me full on the lips.  "You
amaze me every day."
	Lance moved down to my neck kissing and licking.  Slowly he moved
down to my chest licking and sucking on my nipples.  Moving down to my
waistband of my boxers, he moved them off my semi-hard, covered in precum
cock.  He ran his tongue over it.
	"Yummy," he replied.  Then he enveloped my cock with his mouth and
began to suck on it like a straw.
	My mouth flew open at this new sensation.  His ministrations sent
waves of pleasure all the way to the tips of my toes.  I was in ecstasy at
what my lover was doing to me.
	As Lance sucked, his finger worked over my hole and then found its
way inside.  He worked me in and out, up and down until my body could not
take it any more.  My back arced in orgasm.  My toes curled.  My fingers
dug into the sheets.  My ass muscled clenched down on his finger.  And my
balls emptied their load.
	Lance continued to suck ever so softly, ever so lightly until I
softened.  I rolled off Lance and lay on my back exhausted.  Lance moved up
beside me and kissed me.
	"I think we should shower," he said.
	I smiled in reply and we made our way to the bathroom.  I adjusted
the shower water temperature and climbed in with Lance following.  We took
turns under the falling water and whoever was under the water got lathered
up.
	When Lance was under the water, I took the soap in my hand and
rubbed it over his chest building lather.  I moved in closer to him and put
my arms around him.  I rubbed my hand over his back to wash it and our
fronts pressed together.
	"I love you, Lance.  I will always love you."
	"And I love you, Eric.  I will always love you."
	I kissed the love of my life and continued with washing him.  My
hand moved down to his buttocks and I lathered up each cheek, moved around
to the front and lathered up his cock and balls.  I kneeled down and washed
his legs and feet, then returned to wash off his arms.  As the water
cascaded over his shoulders, I put the soap away and used my hands to rinse
him off.  He did the same to me and we got out and dried off.
	We went into the bedroom and Lance came up behind me.  He wrapped
his arms around me tightly.  "I wish we could have everyday just to spend
together.  No work or patrolling or counseling or dancing or touring.  None
of it.  I just want to spend my time with you."
	I smiled at him.  "Do you have something in mind for us today?"
	"How about we go out for brunch and then shopping.  Afterwards we
can walk in the park and then come back here and get all dressed up for a
romantic dinner for two.  Then we can go to the beach and watch the
sunset."
	"Sounds fantastic!  And all I could give you was that wake up
call."
	"Listen.  You do plenty for me, Eric.  You are my life partner.
That's why I want to spend the rest of my life with you.  You care about
others.  You are kind and generous.  You always put others before yourself.
You are shy and backwards.  I love it.  I love you.  And I don't want to
lose you...ever.  It doesn't matter that you don't make the amount of
money I do.  It doesn't matter that you can afford expensive dinners or
nights on the town.  All that matters is that you love me for who I am.
And I know you do.  God, for the first time I know someone who loves me for
me, not for my celebrity, not for my money, not for my looks.  You were a
friend to me when I was upset in Los Angeles, remember?  You comforted me
and gave me wisdom.  Yeah, I admit I was crying because you were with
Justin.  And I'm sure had you known that you would have been more careful
around me.  But you put forth an effort to help me.  You seemed to care
about me more than anyone, in ways no one else ever did.  You were honest.
And that is what I love most about you.  Your honesty.  It's pure honesty.
Nothing hidden, nothing held back."
	I wiped the tears from my eyes as I heard Lance lifting me up with
his words.  I loved him.  I truly loved him.  Nothing could take that love
away.  When love is there, pure, true love, nothing can take it away from
you.  Not distance, not disaster, not even death.  That's the kind of love
that God gives, for He is that kind of love.  And that is the kind of love
He gives to everyone for their life partner, whether it be a heterosexual
couple or homosexual couple.
	"Lance, you are wonderful.  You never forced yourself into my life.
You were so quiet in your ways, inviting me to be close to you without me
ever knowing it was you.  You were patient while I was with Justin even
though it tore you up inside.  When I was raped you supported me.  When I
was hurting from loss, you held me in your arms so tight.  You don't look
down upon me because I don't have money or fame.  You don't treat me as a
lesser partner because I don't have less to offer financially.  But I do
have my most prized possession...and I give it to you.  My heart.  For as
long as we live, my heart will be yours."
	Lance wiped a tear away.  I grabbed him and kissed him.  After
holding each other for several minutes, we dressed and went out for brunch.
	Lance must've had some idea of where we were headed.  We stopped at
this little café downtown that has tables outside.  There we ate our
brunch and talked.
	"When would you like to have the ceremony?" I asked.
	"I'm not sure.  I had always been partial to June weddings."
	"I had this biology teacher that said December was the best month
in particular, especially the day of winter solstice."
	"Why is that?"
	"It's the shortest day and longest night of the year."
	We laughed.
	"But not all the best intimacy happens at night.  You proved that
this morning."
	"And not all the best intimacy is sex.  Often times it is when the
person you are with is sharing with you his most intimate secrets and
thoughts, or vice versa.  It is the time shared, the growing together that
is intimacy."
	Lance smiled at me.
	"Sorry, I got a little off tangent there.  Did you want to marry in
June?"
	"Yeah."
	"Okay.  We have a few months since this is January.  We can set a
more specific date later."
	We left the café and headed off to some stores for some
shopping.  I picked out a nice shirt I thought would look cute on Lance.
It was white with small Hunter green and Navy blue stripes.  Lance picked
out a purple shirt that was segmented by thin black lines.
	After we finished shopping, we headed over to the park and walked
around.  We saw several groups of kids playing in the sandbox or on the
climber or teeter-totters.  I looked over at Lance and saw him smiling at
the children.
	"I take it you want to have children," I said.
	"Maybe.  I think children are wonderful."
	"So do I.  Have you thought about adopting or having a surrogate
mother?"
	"I don't know.  What about you?"
	"I've always thought of adoption.  As neat as it would be to see a
baby that looked partially like me, I have always thought of the young who
have no one in their life.  How sad that they often go around thinking no
one wants them.  It tears my heart up."
	"Then we will have to check into some adoption agencies."
	I smiled at Lance.  He reached over and took my hand.  We walked
around the park enjoying the sounds of children playing.  As we walked, I
saw Robby and a redhead walking in the park, too.  The read-head I
recognized as the vampire Slayer...Batgirl.  So they were dating each
other.  Fascinating.  I hoped in my heart that things worked out.
	I heard someone shout Robby's name and they turned around.  I
followed their gaze to see the young biracial boy who came to the teen
center about his missing schoolmates.  What was his name?  Brian...Ryan?
Ryan...that was it.  Ryan Brookdale.  As I looked closer and saw how
familiar he was acting towards Robby and the Slayer, I realized...Ryan is
Robin!  The three had found each other out, or perhaps told each other.  In
any case the three were friends.  And friendship is good.
	After about an hour or two of walking we headed back to the house.
We changed into our suits and headed out to a nice restaurant.  At the
restaurant we sat in the candlelight and ate.  Soft music played in the
background and I watched the soft light play on Lance's face.  "Your Song"
began playing.  Lance stood up.  He came over to me.
	"Could I have this dance?" Lance asked.
	I took his hand and stood up.  We danced to this song.  At the end,
Lance sang the last verse.
	"How wonderful life is now you're in the world."  I laid my head on
his shoulder.  "Let's go home and change.  Then we can walk on the beach."

	After dinner, we left and went back to the house to change into
shorts, t-shirts and sandals and we headed to the beach.  Once there, we
took off our sandals and held hands walking along the beach.  The water
would lap up onto our feet as we walked.  The sun was slowly setting on the
horizon.  As we walked, I would bend over and get some water in my hand and
splash his face with it.  He bent over to do the same and I ran.  He ran
after me and splashed my back with water.
	"That's it!" I said grinning.
	I turned around and grabbed Lance's hands as he reached out for me.
We pushed and pulled a little.  Then I slipped and fell.  Lance climbed on
top of me.
	"That's it, huh?  That's it?  I'm glad that's it.  Now I've got you
in my arms.  And I'm never going to let you go."
	Lance into me and kissed me.  I smiled and kissed him back.
	"Come on."
	Lance reached down and grabbed my hand.  He pulled me up and we
walked up to a little peninsula jutting out into the water and stood in
each other's arms.
	"I'm glad I have this moment to share with you," I said.
	"Me, too."
	I leaned in, kissed Lance on the cheek, and rested my head on his
chest.  The sun slowly sank into the Gulf and my eyes filled with tears.
This was a perfect moment.  My heart took a picture.

	We arrived back at the house and collapsed on the couch, exhausted
from our day together.
	"I'm so glad we did this today," Lance said.
	"Me, too.  Often times we are not able to do this.  You are busy
with your work.  I'm busy with mine.  We have enough time to have dinner
and that's it.  I miss you."
	"And I miss you."
	Lance wrapped his arms around me and slowly I closed my eyes,
content and at peace to be in his arms.  As I drifted off to sleep the
doorbell rang.
	"I wonder who that could be," Lance said.
	"They can wait."
	The doorbell rang again.
	"I better get it," he said.
	I sat up and let Lance up.  He walked over to the door and opened
it.  "Justin.  Hi...are you okay?"
	I sat up, concerned.
	"Come in," Lance invited.
	Justin walked in and his cheeks were streaked with tears.  I could
feel his sadness and sorrow, but I didn't know what it was about.
	"What's wrong, Justin?" I asked.
	"Britney...she...she dumped me."

To Be Continued...

Lance and Eric get to have a day together.  It's good they have this.  Not
very many couples get the chance to spend so much time together.

What do you think about Britney and Justin splitting up?  I know in real
life they are together, but this was something I was toying with.  And more
will develop in the story, I assure you.