Date: Thu, 7 Jun 2001 20:19:58 -0400
From: musicfan <musicfan@subdimension.com>
Subject: Where Do We Go #20

Disclaimer:

   The following story is the twentieth installment in an on going series
about Stephen Gately from Boyzone and what I imagine to be the story behind
the beginning of his relationship with Eloy de Jong from Caught in the
Act. I have no contact with either person, nor know any of the members of
either group.

   This story, as with many on the nifty site, contains explicit sexual
scenes at times.  Hence the warning if you're not old enough to be reading
this, you should not.

   I enjoy hearing what you have to think about my story so far, so please
email me and let me know what you think.


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 He didn't know what time it was when he opened his eyes again, but it was
still dark in the room.  The silence was comforting as he listened to
Eloy's breathing next to him.

     Stephen lay quietly with Eloy asleep, resting his head on his chest.
His arms were encircled around Eloy's shoulders and he drew light circles
on his arm as he lay there.  Traffic from the street below filtered through
the window and he smiled to himself.  He felt like he could lie there
forever, just holding Eloy in his arms.

     Thoughts drifted about in his head as he imagined them together in the
future.  He could easily see them just as they were now, and he had to
suppress a shiver at the thought.  In all of the times he had sat and
thought of the future, not in his wildest dreams had he thought of a time
when they would be a couple.  This time, he let himself think beyond just
the day, and he saw clearly in his mind them spending each day together.
Waking up in the morning, puttering around the house, sharing things like
they had today --- he wanted more days like that.  And though they knew it
was going to be a large hurdle to overcome in achieving that, he found
himself praying that it would work out all right.  He felt like his life up
to this point had just been marking time and going through the motions
compared to how he felt now.

     He also thought back to their earlier conversation where Eloy had
suggested that he voice his feelings about the pace the group had been
forced to go at recently.  He wasn't the type to assert himself in these
situations, but he knew that he needed more time for himself than he had
been getting.  And that he was going to have to ask for it in order to get
it.  Right now, he wanted to be able to know when he could set some time
aside so he and Eloy could continue to be together.  He was feeling a bit
selfish at the thought, but he knew if he didn't push for it, he'd never
get it.  And it was important enough to him to make an issue of it.  By the
time that Eloy was gone and he was in the studio --- his mind shied away
from the thought, because he envisioned something lifeless and grey
compared to what he had now --- he had to have something in place to look
forward to.  Otherwise he'd go nuts.

     He shifted a bit in the bed, trying not to disturb Eloy.  Eloy wrapped
his arms around Stephen's waist and burrowed deeper against him.  He held
his breath, not wanting to wake him.  As his thoughts wandered over the day
it was like snapshots flashed through his head.  He and Eloy waking up in
the morning. Sitting on the tour bus, hands clasped. The two of them
standing in the cavern in Bath with Eloy's arms around him. Feeding each
other the tiramisu.  Eloy touching him as he sat astride the other
man. Making love. He felt himself growing warm with the last thought.

          Finally, unable to restrain himself any longer, he kissed
Eloy. Eloy groggily rolled over onto his back, kicking the duvet off in the
process.  Stephen shivered as he got exposed to the cool air inside the
room.  He sat up to pull it back up and got distracted when his hand
brushed against Eloy's thigh. In comparison to his cold hand, Eloy radiated
heat like a furnace.

    He let his hand rest against Eloy's leg for a moment, debating with
himself.  The longer he sat up, the more awake he became.  He gently ran
his fingers up and down Eloy's leg, pausing at his hip before trailing back
down again.  Just sitting in the bed next to the other man was getting him
aroused in ways he hadn't considered possible before. He shifted restlessly
on the bed. After a few moments, he decided that he couldn't sleep and that
Eloy was too much of a temptation to keep away from.

    Stephen knelt on the bed and leaned over Eloy.  He kissed him lightly
on the lips and was greeted with a soft sigh.  From lips, he moved across
the cheek to the neck, tracing the line of the collarbone with his
tongue. He went down Eloy's chest and made spiraling circles down to a
nipple. After sucking on it, he blew on it and watched it contract to a
hard nub. Eloy had an incredible body.  Though he didn't work out as much
as he used to, he still had good muscle definition.  Stephen was a bit
envious as he ran his fingers across Eloy's chest and down to his stomach.
He went back to the nipple for a bit before kissing along the same route
his fingers had just traced.  He worked his way down Eloy's body, exploring
with his hands and lips as he went.  Eloy sleepily stroked his hair,
gradually growing more awake as Stephen moved lower.

     "Ah," he sighed as Stephen paused to suck on his penis lightly before
working back up Eloy's body to his lips. He gave Eloy a long drawn out
kiss.

     "Sorry," Stephen whispered, a naughty grin on his face.  "I just
couldn't help myself."

     A low chuckle reverberated through Eloy's chest at this comment.
"Hmm, I noticed."  Stephen felt him grow hard now that he was awake. His
erection was pressing against Stephen's thigh.  Stephen's grin grew wider.
"Please don't stop," Eloy said imploringly.

     "I don't intend to," Stephen said as he reached down to stroke Eloy.
"I'm having too much fun to stop."  Eloy grunted softly at Stephen's touch.

     "Oh, by all means, keep on having fun, zusje." Eloy reached out a hand
to urge Stephen back down again.  Stephen didn't need any encouragement and
he eagerly dropped back down, licking and nipping as he went.  He reached
out blindly for some of the loose packages on the nightstand and grabbed
them just as they began to fall over the side.  He looked up with a grin in
the dim light that came through a gap in the drapes.

     "Am I good or what?" He asked, dropping a couple of packets onto the
bed.  He quickly tore into one and rolled it down Eloy's length.

     "Of course you're good.  The best, babe." Eloy said with a chuckle.
He took the other condom in his hand and put it aside, since Stephen wasn't
really accessible at the moment.  He closed his eyes as Stephen descended
upon him.  A light shiver rippled across his stomach and he grinned at his
reaction. Stephen rubbed his hand lightly across his stomach before moving
down to caress his thigh.  He raised himself up on his elbows so he could
watch what Stephen was doing.  Stephen was slowly working his way up and
down his penis and he involuntarily closed his eyes and gasped as he felt
Stephen's teeth graze along his length.

     Stephen looked up as Eloy gasped.  Eloy was breathing heavily and he
moved his legs restlessly beneath Stephen.  Stephen moved so that he was
lying in between Eloy's legs and encircled Eloy's penis again with his
mouth. Hands pressed his head back down and he willingly took it all into
his mouth.  He sucked hard and received a corresponding grunt in reply.  He
also found he couldn't keep his hands from wandering.  He ran his fingers
down Eloy's thigh, stroking the light hair as he made his way to other
places that he wanted to explore.  As he worked his hand down the inside of
Eloy's leg, he gently tugged on the hair before reaching down to caress
Eloy's buttocks.  Eloy responded by spreading his legs.  He let his fingers
roam where they would, lightly caressing before stroking a finger inside
and back out again. Eloy collapsed back onto the bed, lost in what Stephen
was doing to him.

     When Eloy was panting in short gasps, and almost ready to come,
Stephen stopped and crawled back up his body to lock lips with him again.
After a moment, he pulled back.  Eloy stared at him, on the edge.  His eyes
were half closed as he gazed up at Stephen's face.

     "Waarom?" He whispered, confused.

     "Hush, darling," Stephen whispered.  "Can't rush a good thing, can
we?" He rested his head against Eloy's chest and waited for his breathing
to slow down a bit before continuing.  Eloy kept his arms around Stephen
and held him tight as they lay together. He was as close to the edge as
Eloy was, and that was without Eloy doing anything at all.  The cool air
from the vent below the window felt nice over his sweat covered body.

      "Stephen?" Eloy murmured.  Stephen tilted his head back so that he
could look up at Eloy. "Yeah, babe?"

     "You ready yet?" He winked down at Stephen.

     "Mmmm," Stephen paused while he thought about it. "Almost."

     "Almost?" Eloy gave Stephen a look that made him break out into
goosebumps in reaction.  "Well, get there soon, because I need you."  He
ran a finger down Stephen's back and in between his butt cheeks.  Stephen
closed his eyes as Eloy's questing fingers pushed against him.  "Does this
help?"

       Stephen loved the way Eloy's voice rumbled in his ear. He had one
hell of a sexy voice.  The rest of him wasn't bad, either.  "A bit."

      "Only a bit?" Eloy pouted.  He raised his knee slightly and used it
to push Stephen's legs apart.  Stephen wiggled enticingly as he
accommodated the request.  "What else can I do then?"

      "Keep on talking to me like this," Stephen said with a grin.  "I love
the way you talk."  He let Eloy's penis slide up between his legs and
rubbed himself against it. "This isn't too bad, either."

     "Shall I talk dirty to you?" Eloy asked, slightly amused, but getting
a bit distracted by Stephen's actions.

     "Doesn't have to be dirty.  Just hearing your voice is sexy enough to
get me going," Stephen confessed with a grin. He glanced up at Eloy through
the hair falling over his face.  Eloy brushed it out of his eyes and smiled
up at him.

     "Is that so?  I'll have to think of something appropriate to say,
then.  Though I had to admit I'm getting a bit distracted by all this
wiggling you're doing right now."

     "That's the point of it," Stephen laughed.  Eloy growled in response
and rolled them over.  He reached down to stroke Stephen.  Stephen reached
up and pulled his head down for a kiss. Their tongues met and Stephen
pushed past Eloy's, delving as deep as he could. They pulled apart for a
moment, a bit breathless.  Eloy stared down into Stephen's eyes. What he
saw made him tingle all over.

     "I love you," he said softly.  "I love you so damn much. Why the hell
did we wait so long?"

     Stephen was stroking Eloy's back. "I love you, Eloy. And I have no
idea why we took so long.  There's probably a reason, but now that we're
together, I'm not worrying about the past. All I care about is here and
now, and we'll worry about the future tomorrow."

     Eloy smiled down at Stephen.  "Ah, so practical." He kissed Stephen on
the nose as Stephen made a face at him.  "What I'm interested in is what
I'm feeling right now." He was still stroking Stephen, his hand sliding up
and down his hard length.  He fished around the sheets for the other condom
packet.  "Where is that damn thing?  I better get it on before we make a
mess."

     Stephen found the packet under the pillow and handed it over. "We got
to do something about getting tested so we don't have to worry about this
anymore."

     "Ja," Eloy agreed as he leaned on one elbow so he could open up the
packet.  Stephen whimpered because he had stopped stroking.  "But
unfortunately, we still have to deal with this for tonight."

     "Yeah, I'll suffer for now," Stephen murmured softly.  Eloy chuckled
before getting to his knees so he could see what he was doing.  Stephen
sighed as Eloy moved down so he could roll the Ezon down his penis.  Eloy
moved further down the bed so he could focus more fully on it and he pursed
his lips around Stephen's head and sucked on it for a moment.  He glanced
up to look at the expression on Stephen's face.  His eyes were half closed
and his mouth slightly open, the tip of his tongue licking his lower lip.
Eloy wanted to move up and suck on that lip, but he transferred the urge to
where he was.  Plunging down on Stephen's penis, he ran his tongue down the
shaft and back up again. His fingers stroked the hair around the base
before drifting lower and cupping the testicles lightly.  They were hot to
the touch and as Eloy stroked them, he could hear Stephen gasping above in
response.  Stephen's musky scent filled his nostrils and he inhaled deeply
as he went down on him a!  gain.  He loved the way Stephen smelled.  It
produced an immediate response in him.  He wanted to touch Stephen all
over, to explore again and again every bit of him.  It was like a need that
he couldn't deny.

     He felt a hand on his head as Stephen ran fingers through his hair.
He shivered as he felt the cool fingers stroke the back of his neck.  There
was no pressure, no urging, but it made him speed his strokes up.  His own
hand reached underneath to enter Stephen from behind and his action
elicited a shuddering gasp from Stephen.  As he thrust a finger deep
inside, he found he wanted to be inside Stephen again.  They had only done
that once before, in France, and he found himself wanting to do it again.

     After a few moments of sucking on him, Eloy reluctantly let go with
his mouth.  Stephen was panting harshly, the early morning light coming
through the curtains illuminating his sweat covered body.  Eloy urged him
to roll over and Stephen quickly complied, eager to continue.  Eloy sat
back for a moment and let his eyes drift over Stephen's body.  He knew that
Stephen didn't have a good self-image of himself, but he found Stephen's
body incredibly attractive. Stephen radiated sex to him, and just looking
at him lying on his stomach waiting patiently for Eloy to continue was an
incredible turn on.

     Eloy lowered himself back down and spreading Stephen's cheeks, licked
his way down to his hole.  Stephen spread his legs out on the bed and
wrapped his arms around the pillow, burying his face into its cushion in
response to what Eloy was doing. Eloy gently stroked a finger inside again
and circled it around as Stephen moved restlessly underneath him.  He
kneaded Stephen's butt cheek with his other hand and moved his lips down to
the back of Stephen's testicles.  In the area were they joined the rest of
his body, he sucked, leaving a hickey behind before moving to the testicles
themselves and sucking them into his mouth.  A gasp met his actions.

     His hand wandered down the back of Stephen's leg of its own volition
and stroked it before moving back up to his butt.  Another finger joined
the first inside Stephen and he moved his lips back to the enticing
entrance.  Darting his tongue in the opening created by his inserted
fingers, he lovingly traced the rim.  Stephen bucked beneath him and he
heard a muffled moan.  He raised his head and listened to Stephen panting
in response.  He bit Stephen's cheek before slowly nibbling his way up
Stephen's back.  One hand reluctantly withdrew so he could rub Stephen's
back as he moved on top of him.  When he finally reached the point where he
was at Stephen's shoulder, he buried his face against Stephen's neck and
bit him.  Stephen whimpered.

     "Stephen," Eloy whispered softly into his ear.  "Look at me, baby."

    Stephen was shaking beneath him, his body shuddering in reaction.  He
had brought Stephen to a fevered pitch with his actions and he really
wanted to see his expression right now.

    "Stephen," Eloy encouraged him, delving his tongue into Stephen's ear
and tracing its curves.  "I want to look at you.  Please don't hide from
me."

     "I'm not hiding," Stephen said as he pulled his face out of the
pillow.  "I'm just trying so damn hard not to come right now."  Sweat
streaked his face as he peered up at Eloy.  "This is so damn good, and I
want it to last as long as it can."

     Eloy leaned lower to kiss Stephen's lips.  "Am I going too fast?" He
asked softly.

     "Christ, no!" Stephen exclaimed.  "Any slower and I would have creamed
myself by now.  No, this is good baby.  I just have to get a hold of
myself."

     Eloy bit back the retort that he'd be happy to get a hold of him
instead.  It wasn't the time for smart comments.  He rested his head on
Stephen's shoulder and let them both come slowly back to earth for a bit
before continuing.  He hurt with the need to be inside Stephen, but he
waited patiently, his penis throbbing as it rested against Stephen's butt.

     After a few moments when it felt like Stephen's breathing had slowed
down some, he tentatively reached a finger down to stroke Stephen's anus
again.  With a sigh, Stephen spread his legs farther apart, inviting him to
continue.  The area was slick from his saliva and as he pushed a finger
back in, Stephen squeezed the muscles enticingly.  The tiny action of being
held by Stephen was enough to get him going again and this time he didn't
pause as he raised himself above Stephen.  He braced himself on his arms
for a moment, looking down at his lover.

     Stephen had spread his arms out on the bed and waited patiently.  His
eyes were still closed and he had an expectant look on his face.  Eloy
slowly lowered himself down between Stephen's legs and placed his penis at
Stephen's entrance.  He tilted his head so he could continue to watch
Stephen's face.  Gently, lovingly, he pushed past the barrier and entered
the younger man. It was a tight fit as he eased himself inside.

     Stephen's lips parted in a sigh before breaking into a broad smile.
All of the foreplay up until this moment seemed to be nothing in comparison
to the feelings that were coursing through him as Eloy entered him from
behind.  As he felt Eloy fill him, he knew he wanted this moment to last
forever.  To capture it in his mind and remember it always.  He loved this
man so much, and wanted to do this again and again for the rest of his
life.

     Eloy's lips caressed his cheek before seeking his lips.  They had a
long, slow sweet kiss.  Eloy pulled back slowly with his hips and plunged
into Stephen a little more forcefully.  Startled, Stephen opened his eyes
to see Eloy peering down at him intently.

     "You like?"  He asked softly, concern wrinkling his brow.

     "Oh yes!" Stephen exclaimed. "Don't stop, honey!"

     "Goed," Eloy replied as he pulled back and pushed himself in again.
He increased his speed slowly and Stephen matched him stroke for stroke.
Eloy brushed hair away so he could watch Stephen's face.  A myriad of
expressions crossed his face as they continued.  Stephen pressed himself
off the bed with his arms as pushed himself onto Eloy.  Eloy stroked his
chest before allowing his hand to drop lower.  His hand went from pectoral
muscles to abdomen before encircling Stephen's penis. He matched his
movements with his hand.  Soon they were both slick with sweat and panting.
He knew he was close to the edge, so he slowed down his strokes.

     Stephen was close too.  He could feel him expanding against his hand
as he stroked.  He loved touching him, feeling him respond to what he was
doing.  He could also feel Stephen squeezing him inside, and it felt
incredible.

     "I'm coming, honey," Stephen gasped out in between pants.  "I'm
coming."

     "Ja," Eloy rasped in his ear. "Me, too.  Let's come together,
liefste."

     "Oh yeah!" Stephen sighed.  "I want that."  He looked over his
shoulder at Eloy behind him.  Eloy's face was flushed from his exertions
and Stephen reached a hand back to stroke it lovingly. He knew it wasn't
going to be long.

      It wasn't.  With a gasp, Eloy started to come, shooting into the
condom.  Instinctively, he increased his stroke on Stephen and Stephen
exploded in response to what Eloy was doing on both fronts. He forced his
eyes open so he could watch Eloy as he came.  They stared at each other
silently, speaking volumes with their eyes.  As they both trailed off, Eloy
collapsed on top of Stephen, breathing harshly.

     He finally closed his eyes, trying to memorize the look of joy on
Stephen's face just now.  He wanted to hold onto that moment forever and
keep it close to his heart.  He rested his cheek against Stephen's back,
listening to his breathing slow down.

     For Stephen, it had been an amazing experience.  He was surprised that
each time they tried something, it was better than the time before.  He
never wanted this interlude to end.  He wanted Eloy beside him always,
never leaving his side.  It was like he had finally found the other half of
his soul.  They clicked in ways he had never thought of before.  He renewed
his resolve to work on a way for them to be together in the future.

     "Danke u, liefste," Eloy whispered softly into his ear.  He smiled as
he opened his eyes, looking into the soft brown eyes above him.

     "Thank you, baby.  That was wonderful." Stephen said. "Wait," he said
as Eloy moved as if to get off of him.  "Stay."

     "I'm too heavy for you!" Eloy protested.

     "Nah, you're fine where you are, honey.  Please stay.  I want to keep
you inside me as long as I can." Stephen said with a soft smile.

     Eloy smiled back, delighted.  Stephen was always surprising him with
comments like that.  He leaned forward and kissed Stephen on the lips.
Stephen responded by opening his mouth and inviting him in.  They kissed
lovingly, slowly exploring each other's mouth.  As they parted, Stephen
moved to rub his cheek against Eloy's.  They rested for a bit that way,
Eloy with his arms still around Stephen's chest, one hand still encircling
his penis.  Stephen had one arm above his head as the other continued to
stroke Eloy's hair.

     "Hey, you know something?" Stephen asked softly.

     "What?" Eloy murmured sleepily.  He was enjoying this quiet moment
between the two of them.

     "I could stay like this forever," Stephen whispered softly.

     "Ja, me too." Eloy agreed.  He lay wrapped around Stephen, content to
stay there.  As Stephen's hand slowly stopped stroking, he knew that he had
fallen back to sleep.  He was still concerned about being too heavy, so he
gently rolled over, pulling Stephen with him.  He tried to keep inside him,
but knew he wasn't going to be able to for much longer.  He settled for
wrapping his arms around him and holding him close.  His hand encountered
Stephen's condom and he gently pulled it off and tossed it in the bin next
to the bed.  The act of leaning back pulled him completely out, so with a
sigh, he removed his own condom and let it join Stephen's in the bin. The
clock read 5:30am and he stifled a groan when he saw the time.  He then
turned back and lay back down again behind Stephen.

     Stephen snuggled in closer to him and he smiled.  He lifted his head
and looked to see if Stephen had woken back up again, but he hadn't.  He
was amused to see that even asleep, Stephen wanted to remain in contact
with him.  He reached down and pulled the duvet back over them both and
wrapped his arm around Stephen's waist.  Nuzzling in against Stephen's
neck, he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.