Date: Thu, 11 Feb 2010 13:57:15 +0000
From: Matt Buck <matt_v_jellicle@hotmail.com>
Subject: My Fantasy, Part 4

My Fantasy - Chapter 1.4 - Emotional Bit
By mattbuck
matt_v_jellicle@hotmail.com

Disclaimer:

The following story is a work of fiction, and any resemblance to real
events is entirely coincidental. Furthermore, it is a story of graphic
sexual content which you may find shocking, disturbing, disgusting or
otherwise offensive. By continuing, you agree that you are reading this of
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thus that all responsibility for your actions rests with you.

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Copyright mattbuck, 2002. Published under the Creative Commons Attribution
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Codes: MMF, No-sex

      I was woken at about midnight by the sounds of quiet sobbing next to
me. The bedside lamp was on, casting an orange glow across the room,
accentuating the occasional freckle on John's back as he sat on the side of
the bed, head in hands. I sat up slowly, and put one hand on his back, just
giving a bit of gentle comfort. I wriggled out from under the sheets, being
careful not to disturb Emma who was still sleeping, and sat on the edge of
the bed to his right and put my arm around him, drawing him slightly closer
to me.
      "John, what's wrong?" I asked gently.
      "God, Matt, I'm sorry." He leant further in, putting his head on my
shoulder, sobbing.  "I've been such a pervert. I... I fucked you; I fucked
your girlfriend, a girl I hardly know..."
      What could I say? Nothing. All I could do was listen and give what
comfort I could by holding him.
      "I... I wanted to save it. Give someone special a present on our
wedding night... not lose it now in some one-night stand. And... and... gay
sex. I've never had a thought that direction in my life, how could I do
this?"
      I didn't answer for a while; just held him against me, gently
stroking his hair to calm him down until he finished sobbing.
      "John," I said quietly, "I've never known you make a wrong decision
in your life, and I don't think you've started now. What you did... what we
did; we did because we wanted to.  You're not a pervert any more than I
am. You say you've never had a thought about gay sex in your life, but you
must have done since you did fuck me, and you were very good at it.  Most
of the time, we don't know what our subconscious wants us to do until it
happens. I enjoyed it, and I think you enjoyed it whether you admit it or
not. As for me being a one night stand..." I bent and kissed him lightly on
the cheek. "That's not going to happen. I care for you, John. I won't say
it's love, but I don't intend to fuck you and leave you. I'm not like
that. I'll always be here for you, no matter what. I'm your friend, and I
would never want to lose that."
      "What about Emma?" He asked.
      "Stand up," I said, "and see for yourself." We both stood, and I
lifted up the sheets, exposing her. She was lying on her side, her left
hand rubbing her pussy and her right tweaking her left nipple. The smell of
pussy-juice came flooding out, that combined with John's warm body, Emma's
sleep-masturbation made my cock instantly hard.
      "I think she enjoyed it." I said lightly. We faced each other, and I
put my hands on his shoulders, looking into his eyes. "Everything we did,
I'd do again. Whenever and wherever you wanted. Now even." I kissed him
lightly on the lips, which he returned with greater passion. We lowered
ourselves back to sitting as we kissed, finally separating.
      "In the morning."
      We lay back under the covers, me between Emma and John. John lay on
his back, and whispered to me:
      "Matt - thanks." I smiled at him, and lay my head down on his
shoulder. His arm wrapped around me, and that was how we slept. Admittedly
I woke up with a slightly stiff neck, but it was certainly worth it.