Date: Thu, 2 Oct 2014 14:54:43 -0400
From: Bill Hudley <billhudley@live.com>
Subject: FINALLY

FINALLY!
Written By: Bill Hudley

I'm not a big fan of large crowds nor excessively loud music, but here I am
at the biggest, loudest and most crowded gay Bar in town. On a weekend
visit to Nashville to see my good friends from college, Cameron Dalton and
Cullen Fortson, we set out to get crazy and wild and party all night like
in the old days at school six years ago.

It was obvious from the start that we were no longer into the quantity of
alcohol required nor those special, hard to come by herbs and stimulants
needed to get to, or maintain that particular level of crazy that we so
enjoyed in our college years.  The semester break before starting our
Junior year was memorable.  We do not discuss it, EVER, other than to
remark on what fun we had. Cam, Cully & I have been close friends almost
seven years now, since we were in our junior year at Vanderbilt.

I've known Cameron since our freshman year.  He and Cully knew each other
but they didn't get together as a couple until our Junior year.  They are
great friends, the nicest, kindest men I know, plus the two of them are
probably the best looking men I've ever known.  They've stayed in Nashville
after graduation and really like living there.

Cameron and I first met in our Dorm, Freshman year.  Our rooms were next to
each other in Lupton House, at Vanderbilt.  Cullen was someone we sort of
knew, uh...that's a laugh.  I'd bet every man and woman on campus `sorta'
knew who Cullen Fortson was.  Yeah, he is that good looking.  Cully was the
friend of a friend, whenever a group of us got together, Cullen was always
there with his friend Christopher Carson who was nearly as good looking as
Cullen, but Chris Carson in another story for another day or week.  Cullen
and Cameron were aware of each other and y were on nodding terms at best,
and always together only in a group. These groups usually retired to a dorm
room for a more high minded discussions (with particular emphasis on the
`high); Now it's funny that nearly always these discussions morphed into a
crazy, wild, beer and Pot fest.  High times indeed!

When they found themselves in the same group they always nodded hello, but
they never had what could be called a conversation.  Secretly, the still
virgin, Cameron had a big time crush on Cullen Fortson.  Cam is gay and out
only to his family in Birmingham.  Here at Vanderbilt, with our future
business and political leaders sitting right beside you, it was far too
risky to let anyone know if you were gay or lesbian.  Cam kept a low
profile and dated a few girls, just enough to keep folks from talking.

Usually he preferred `first dates' so no intimacies were expected...at
least by him.  He also used his `training for Diving meets' as his excuse
not to date often.  Predictably, it's during his busiest time of year with
the Diving team that Cameron has a mob of coeds gathering around him.
Winning a third team title and a placing first in the individual
competition for the second consecutive year brought him more into the
spotlight which he hated.

There were TV Cameras and one on one interviews now at every meet.
Vanderbilt's swim teams had never been nearly as strong as the current
team, Vandy taking the Conference Swimming and Diving Championships caught
the entire SEC by surprise and the team wasn't able to blend into the crowd
like before.  A big plus for Cam was that even though he disliked the
interviews, they did keep the girls at bay for a bit.

The thing that bothered Cameron most, even more than the interviews was
that every time he dropped his warm up pants and stood there in his Gold
Vandy Speedo, the place got so quiet one could hear a pin drop.  He knew
all eyes were on him and he felt naked standing there.  The sight of him
clad only in a speedo was enough to quieten any crowd.  His perfect,
muscular diver's body was absolute perfection.  More than a few in the
crowd stifled moans and groans of desire looking at Cameron Dalton in his
speedo.

Once he made his first dive it was all okay, he was into his zone in the
individual competitions, blocking out the crowd, and he was the anchor
position in the team diving competitions.  Cam's diving is how I figured
out that he and Cullen were involved.  It was near the middle of first
semester our Junior year, Cullen and I were sitting together to cheer the
team and as we watched Cam dive, I saw it plain as day.  One look at Cullen
as he watched Cameron told me all I needed to know.  I knew immediately
that the best looking man in school had it bad for my best buddy, Cameron
Dalton.

Just like in High School, I had a secret crush on my friend Cameron, he had
a secret crush on our friend Cullen, who much later we learned had a secret
crush on Cameron since our freshman year.  None of us ever had a clue about
the other's sexual preference.  We kept the Gaydar turned off when we were
on campus.  About the middle of our first semester in our third year Cam
unintentionally interrupted Cullen during an incident in the Library
restroom one Friday night, they've been together since that night.

I was quite taken with Cameron from the day we met.  Physical features are
what we see first and let me tell you, he is one beautiful man.  I knew him
over two years before I had any idea that he was gay.  I finally put it
together once he and Cullen became so close, It took me a few months but I
finally told them that I was gay too.

Cam was a scholarship athlete on the Swim Team Diving Squad.  In my mind,
it's the divers who have the best proportioned bodies, ergo the most
beautiful physiques, while swimmers develop enlarged shoulders and thighs
with with their training.  Cullen and I were not athletic by any stretch of
the imagination.  Maybe we could hold our own in a pickup game of
Basketball on the weekends, or volleyball, if the other guys weren't so
good.  I did like Racquetball back then, uh...yeah...I really liked the
singles, especially late at night when we were the last ones to leave.  Who
knows what will happen when two very tired guys get under the steaming
showers, alone.  Oops...that another story, it doesn't belong here, this is
about my friends...mostly.

Cully has Movie Star good looks with his dark complexion, black hair and a
face so handsome he makes grown women swoon, and some men as well, I'm
sure, Cam and Cully live on 17th Ave. South in a large Tudor house they
inherited from their former landlady, a dear friend and their surrogate
Grandmother, Gretta Asher.  The three of us have been close friends now for
six plus years.  I loved that old guest house they lived in their last year
at school.  After graduating they stayed on there because of their love for
dear Gretta.  The place was small and built of stone; in late spring and on
into summer, parts of it are draped with Blue Wisteria and bright blazes of
yellow in the Day Lilies, all part of its southern charm.

I'm Stephen Bartolini 26, I'm a fairly fit guy, but I'm no gym rat, I weigh
in at 135 pounds stretched over my 5'8" frame.  I grew up in Missouri, just
outside of Kansas city in Blue Springs, out East on I-70.  I had never
visited in the southern states and was quite pleased to find life in
Nashville so friendly and cosmopolitan.

My Maternal Grandfather is a Vanderbilt Graduate and he made certain that
my brother and I had the grades to insure our acceptance at Vandy.  We were
both groomed for this school, We both went to Lincoln College Preparatory
Academy from first Grade through the twelfth.  We lived in the same city as
the school so we had our weekends at home with the family.My brother Ronnie
(Renaldo) is four years older than me and was already graduated when I
started at Vanderbilt.  I met Campbell at a Freshman mixer our first
weekend at Vandy.  We've been great friends almost from the moment we met.
Greek Week was a trip!  Like Ronnie, I was an SAE Legacy, courtesy of
Granddad, while Cullen and Cameron were both rushed hard by the SIGS, but
eventually they both chose to be SAEs.

I grew to really like Nashville, it seems to be the perfect size.  Not too
big nor too little, and not at all the city of country Hicks that most
people imagine.  I even hoped that I could find a job there after
graduation.  I think part of that was due to my friendship with Cully and
Cam, leaving them after graduation would be a very sad time for me.

I do my best to keep myself fit, even though I'm no athlete.  A fit body
fosters a fit mind an instructor once told me and running and working out
does relieve some of the sexual tension that builds up quickly when
surrounded by the handsome sons of the country's most successful families.
I don't desire to be muscle bound, just toned and possessing an enviable
physique.

I try to run every day, if it's too hot or too cold I go the gym and use
the indoor track upstairs.  I'm slim, slightly muscled in my arms and
stronger in my legs.  I'm single, but I'm always hopeful that one day soon
my time will come and my soul mate will rush in and take me away in his
White Ferrari. Hell, he can drive a Civic for that matter.

Since graduating college I live and work in Atlanta, I'm a Pharmacist,
currently working with a large Corporation operating nearly 2,500
Supermarkets in 30 states.  The job is satisfying both professionally and
financially.  I learned that many days I'm the only contact our elderly
customers have with the outside world.  It's those folks I enjoy the most,
spending as much time talking with them as I can.  I've even had a couple
of ladies bring their granddaughters along to meet me.anything more than

I got a phone call from Cameron and Cullen while they were in Atlanta on a
spur of the moment visit with Cameron's brother and his family.  I invited
them to stay with me at my place if they liked, Cam's brother has twin four
year old boys that are as rambunctious as they come.  Cullen just laughed
saying it was good for them to be around the boys, because it kept the
reasons they were not very parental fresh in their minds.  Dogs suited them
just fine.  I asked them to dinner and we made plans to eat out the
following night.  I was excited, I've missed them since very much since
moving to Georgia.

I happen to know the Maitre'D at the Capital Grille in
Buckhead...uh... intimately.  We're sort of friends with benefits.  We're
there for each other at those times when jacking off just won't do.  With a
promise of a extra special night together, I secured us a table for 9 pm
tomorrow night.  That is one favor I can hardly wait to repay.  Tony and I
sizzle in the bedroom, but that's all we had ever tried.  We were great
friends but we've never spent any significant time alone together out of
bed.

I was introducing Cam and Cully to Anthony, my Maitre'D friend.  I almost
laughed out loud when I saw the look of pure man lust in Anthony's eyes as
he took in every feature of both Cullen and Cameron.  As we left to be
seated I slipped a neatly folded tip along with my note promising him
complete mastery of my body for a weekend of his choosing.  I felt him
squeeze my elbow as he asked the Hostess take us to our seats.

Cam, Cully and I had a blast, catching each other up over the past few
months.  The food was perfect, the service impeccable and the company of
long time friends capped a perfect evening.  We hailed a cab and rode back
to my place.  Cameron isn't much of a drinker, never has been, but Cullen
and I took up his slack, easily.  They were going to head back home
tomorrow, bail their dogs out of the boarding kennel and have the rest of
the weekend to shift gears into Monday's work mode.

We made plans for me to visit them in Nashville in Mid October when the UGA
team goes up to play Vanderbilt.  Cam suggested that I ride up with his
older brother, Courtland, since we would both be staying at their house.
Their place is huge with four bedrooms and six baths.  I had first met
Corty, as we all call him (short for Courtland), way back when Cam and I
were Freshmen.  He and Cameron are close and they always went to the
UGA-Vandy football game together.  I told Cam I'd call and arrange the ride
up with Corty tomorrow.

Where did the summer go?  It's fall already!  The time really went by very
fast for some reason.  It was about 3pm on Friday afternoon and I'm waiting
for Corty to come by to pick me up for the drive up to Nashville.  Having
known Corty almost as long as I've known Cam, I was ready for him when he
started pointing out hot guys to me.  He has `the eye'...Corty can spot a
hot stud at fifty yards.  He's good at it too, somehow he knows my type of
guy spot on...weird!

The drive up was uneventful now that the Interstate Highways in the south
have been cordoned off with pine trees and scrub hardwoods, clearing only
at the intersections.  Not much to see scenery wise.  Corty talked mostly
about his boys, me about my work and lack of a suitable mate.

After we arrived and changed into comfort clothes, Corty headed out to meet
up with some of his UGA buddies.  Cam, Cully and I laid around, watched a
movie, then started getting ready to go out about 11:00.  We arrived at
Club Blu a bit past midnight.  Cam and Cullen went straight to the dance
floor, their jeans tight and low on their hips; in only a few minutes they
had both ripped off their sweaty tee shirts that now dangled from their
rear pockets.  They're both beautiful men with beautiful bodies and quickly
drew a crowd!  I overheard someone near me moan out loud.

"Holy shit...would you look at those two!  Damn...that just isn't fair."

Tonight Cam and Cully were having a blast dancing and drinking.  While they
occupied the Dance Floor, I took the opportunity to walk the circuit
through the club to see if the love of my life rushes out and grabs me up.
No luck on the first run, I'll try again when this dancing crowd tires and
goes to cool off.  Maybe he was just dancing.  Jeez, here I am making up
excuses for the imaginary man of my dreams.  Sadly, my personal love life
has become all too personal, since I'm the only one in it.

Cam and Cully came off the dance floor and they weren't even breathing
hard.  We hurried to the bar upstairs for fresh drinks on the open air
patio rooftop bar.  We sat at a table for four and sipped at our drinks
while I raved about the club, the music and the hot men.  I was in the
middle of telling them about a couple of guys I've seen here tonight that
were fairly big names in Gay Porn.  Then it happened.

I saw a guy come into the bar with three others, we locked eyes
immediately.  I felt like I had been punched hard in the gut, my stomach
did a flip flop.  This guy had a visible aura about him, illuminating him
and obscuring those with him, he was all I saw.  We were still staring at
each other when someone pulled his arm and turned him away.  He turned his
head once to look back at me then vanished into the crowd. I stood still,
stunned by what had just happened.  I knew at that moment that he was the
one, he is my soul mate!

I heard a tinkling noise and Cam stepped in front of me.

"You okay Stephen?"

I came back to the present with Cam shaking my shoulders hard.

"STEPHEN!

Cam was shaking me so hard my drink sloshing out of the glass onto my hand
brought me back to the present.  I saw my hand shaking enough to make the
ice in my drink tinkle and slosh out of the glass.

"Stephen!  What wrong?  You were completely gone there for a moment dude.
Are you all right now?  What was it?"

"Uh...I...you're gonna think I'm crazy...but I just saw him, ohmigod!  IT'S
HIM!."

"Who Steve, It's who?"

"HIM!  The man I'm supposed to be with.  My soul mate."

"Where...who are you talking about man?"

"He's over there behind the bar, on a date it looks like.  I hope like hell
it is just a date."

Cam laughed then put both hands on my shoulders and looked at me in the
eyes and said...

"You prick!  You had me worried there for a minute, I thought you were ill
for a bit.

"Him?  Get real Stephen, you just need to get laid.  What you saw and felt,
was mutual lust.  Knowing you as I do, I'd say that A) you've been celibate
for more than six months or B) you have a fuck buddy and you're wondering
how you feel about him.  But I'll bet you a hundred bucks that you didn't
just see HIM...The One! Your soul mate!"

I know I blushed, I felt the heat in my face, Damn!  Cameron nailed me dead
center with the fuck buddy thing.  I've spent a lot of time thinking about
Tony, my fuck buddy these past few months.  I decided to neither confirm or
deny.  I knew better than to acknowledge Cam was right.  If I let these
guys know anything about my personal life, I'll never hear the end of it.
This has happened before, when I get a new boyfriend.  Whoa...that sounds
like I sleep around, but I don't.  My `boyfriends' total two from my first
year at Vandy up until right now, that's more than six years.  Neither of
them were anything more than sexual calisthenics for either of us.  One
lasted a couple of weeks, the other lasted a few months.

I knew that this guy I had just stared down was different.  First it was
the surprise, then an unreal sense of connection I felt with him.  I was
blabbering like a fool.  I got a new drink and stood facing the dance
floor, not really watching anyone but replaying that moment when our eyes
locked.  It took all of two seconds and I knew he was the one.  Now I just
have to find a way to meet him.

After a good cool down, Cam and Cullen pulled me onto the dance floor with
them and kept me there until I really got into the dancing.  I didn't have
a clue about the music playing but I really liked the beat and I wound up
dancing like I did in college.  At one particularly good section my arms
were up over my head and the liquor was letting my body do things I never
knew I could do...I was really into the music.  I spun around and stood
face to face with HIM!  I stopped dead still and so did he.  I felt the
same slam in my gut again.  The guy HE had been dancing with grabbed him by
the shoulder and started pulling him off the dance floor.

How frustrating!  Me visiting my friends, him obviously on at least a date,
if not a more serious relationship.  I was fairly sure that my
Mr. Wonderful's date would see to it that no one else horned in on `his'
guy this night.  I watched them disappear as they sat at tables on the
other side of the bar, closer to the kitchen.  I resigned myself to the
fact that we wouldn't meet tonight, but soon, I hoped for very soon.  I
made the circuit again and wound up in the queue for the Men's room.  I was
shifting from foot to foot, really needing to piss when the exit door
opened and HE came out of the restroom and walked toward me.

When he saw me, a sly smile, almost a smirk, came across his face.  Without
a word spoken he walked straight up to me, took my hand and pulled me
around the corner into darkened alcove.  He took my face in his hands and
gently, tenderly, he kissed me.  The moment our tongues touched everything
inside my head exploded into fireworks, bells and whistles.  He's the
ONE...I just know it.

WOW!  That was absolutely electric, my scalp tingled from excitement.  When
he broke away he just held my face in his hands and looked into my eyes.
No words.  He leaned in again and this time it was just a peck on my lips,
he turned to walk away but I pulled him back.  He had a weird look on his
handsome face.  I smiled and touched his cheek and said.

"I just want a moment to memorize your face...be happy!"

He stared at me a moment or so more, he seemed to be conflicted, then he
turned and disappeared into the crowded bar.  Deep inside I knew that it
will happen one day, we'll meet again.  I smiled, again I heard my name
called from far away.  Then someone is shouting loudly. I saw Cam had moved
to stand in front of me.  He was making hand signals of some kind, but my
mind was still full of HIS lips on mine, our tongues battling, I was
stunned then completely awed by the thrill of knowing it's HIM!When he had
my attention at last, Cam leaned over and told me that there was a large
wet spot on my jeans.  I looked down and remembered that when we were
locked in that kiss, I was thinking that this felt like cumming with no
hands while I hung tightly to his neck, our bodies fitting together so
perfectly.

I was surprised, I thought the orgasm was in my mind...well it really was I
guess, but there's evidence to prove it had happened in my pants too! Jeez
an orgasm from a kiss, fully clothed, and with a total stranger.  It's
Kismet!  We're meant to be together.  I was convinced we were soul mates.
I was excited and desperately lost to heavy case of lust, no one else would
do, it has to be him.

Later, after Cam, Cully and I were on our way back to their place I was
thinking about `HIM' and our encounter.  I've decided that he isn't in a
relationship, he wouldn't cheat even with just a kiss.  It was almost
magical, the stares, the stolen kiss in the dark alcove, the silence,
neither of us saying a word until told him I was memorizing his face.  Then
the resignation his face showed as he turned to go back to his real life.
I could see that he wished things were different.  I wished it too.  `Que
Sera, Sera.' I thought to myself.

The first month after my encounter with my soul mate to be, I looked for
him everywhere, even though I was certain he lived in Nashville, 250 miles
away.  I even went out to clubs alone a few time before I gradually
reverted to my old habits of staying in, reading, watching porn and staying
up late.  Lucky for me, my job requires my full attention, always double
and even triple checking prescriptions; that left me just my nights to
think about what might have been.  I looked forward to my next trip to
Nashville, back in Atlanta I settled into regular my work routine.  Time
rolled by quickly and before I realized it, it was the end of May.  I had
hardly noticed the coming and going of Spring, my favorite time in Atlanta.

After a slow week I was making ready to leave work, late on a Friday
afternoon, when my brother Ronnie called just to chat and to remind his
forgetful younger brother (me), that it is only two weeks until he and
Janna get married.  He's reminding me because I'm to be his backup best
man, If his fraternity brother can't make it for some reason.  Knowing my
big Bro, I figure he's got at least two more back-ups standing by just in
case.

I've already made most of the arrangements I'm responsible for, I've booked
a suite for the Bachelor Party, catered the food and drink.  I've had
custody of the rings for weeks now.  Ronnie and I chatted a good bit.  I'm
so lucky that he accepts me for who I am.  My being gay doesn't bother him
a bit.  He's protective mostly...he'll call anyone out that makes any sort
of disparaging remarks or slurs.  We've been in a couple of fights
together, you know, `back to back, us against the world' stuff.  I love my
big Bro like nobody else, he's my best friend as well as being my big Bro.
I think the world of Ronnie and there's nothing I wouldn't do for him.

I took three days off from work to go to Wilmington, N.C. for the wedding.
Janna's family has lived in Wilmington for more than two hundred years.
The first night was spent at her folks home with Janna, Ron, our parents
and me.  We had a delicious dinner and our after dinner conversation with
coffee or Brandy was lively and fun.  I booked a motel room for me and our
parents when I reserved the bachelor party Suite.  Ronnie and his
Fraternity brother would stay at the Bachelor Party suite.

After leaving Jana's family home sometime after ten, I drove out to
Wrightsville Beach, parked and sat on a sand dune watching and listening to
the song of the surf for hours.  It calms and soothes me, it's almost as
comforting as a Mother's voice.  I also fantasized about being here with
`HIM', the guy in Nashville, I think about him a lot, I've got to get back
tp Nashville soon, Cam and Cully keep asking me when I'm coming.

Back at my Motel on the West side of the city, I woke early and couldn't
get back to sleep.  I made coffee in that dinky little 2 cup coffee maker
in the room.  YUCK!  I dressed and headed down to breakfast.  After some
decent coffee and a fruit danish I went back to Janna's parents house to do
what needs to be done, running errands, making confirmation phone calls to
caterers and florists, mainly I worked hardest at staying out of everyone's
way.

For Ron's bachelor party I had booked a top floor Suite, downtown at
Staybridge Suites.  Their Rooftop Garden came at a steep price but after
the party was over, we were glad we spent the extra money.  I was impressed
with the way that sleepy, quiet Wilmington has come alive in the twenty
first century.  I remember being here visiting some of our parents friends
when Ronnie and i were still in High School, there wasn't much to do there
back then, for kids anyway.  the city's grown to almost double the
population in the past twenty five years.

Ron's Party started about 9pm, after the rehearsal dinner.  We had a light
a Seafood buffet, with cold cuts, finger foods and lots of beer. There were
to be twenty of us there tonight, most of them Ronnie's fraternity buds.  I
had met two of Ron's Groomsmen, back when he was in school, the third guy,
Carter, Ron's first choice for Best Man, his Fraternity Brother and best
friend, was late but on his way, he had called Ronnie a few minutes ago. I
was looking forward to meeting him; he and Ronnie were great friends and
Ronnie talked about him a lot.

Not even twenty minutes in, I noticed that the raw oysters and the shrimp
had to be replenished. That's just the ticket I thought; get the groomsmen
drunk and horny, and stand back.  I was getting myself another beer when I
heard the doorbell, I turned to see who it was but the guys were all
standing around, blocking my view of the door.  I grabbed a fresh beer and
picked my way into the kitchen by going out the patio door and around to
the kitchenette.  I stood at the island and unwrapping more food to put out
onto the buffet.  I raised my beer and was drinking it down when HE stepped
into the kitchenette.  I choked on my beer!  I was stunned, It's HIM!  The
guy in the bar back in Nashville, my soul mate.  He's here?  I saw him do a
double take when he recognized me.  In three steps he was shaking my hand.
We both still held the other's hand long after the handshake stopped.

"This is an incredible surprise.  So how you do you know Ronnie and Janna?"

"I'm Stephen, Ronnie's younger brother."

"No Way!  You're the kid brother he's always raved about!  What a great
coincidence.  I feared I'd never see you again after the disappointment in
Nashville.  Oh jeez, I'm sorry...uh...I'm Carter Conway.  Fraternity
brother and close friend of Ronnie."

"You're Carter!  Oh gosh!  This is goes way beyond just a coincidence."

"Stephen, I don't mean to be forward, but the attraction between us is
quite evident.  Would you join me for a drink after the party?  I'm
determined to get to know you, while we are here.  Ronnie talks about you
all the time, I'm very glad we've finally met.  This is almost
unbelievable, the guy that's haunted my dreams since that night back in
Nashville turns out to be the brother of my best bud!  I'm glad your his
brother but to be truthful though, Ronnie doesn't have anything at all to
do with why I'm so glad to meet you...again."

"Yes!  Drinks and conversation after this sounds just right." I replied

"First question!  Where do you live Stephen?"

"Atlanta is my home these days but I sure do love the beach here.  Then
again, my friends in Nashville keep after me to move there.  Ron and I grew
up just outside of Kansas City, so seeing the ocean is a big deal for me.
I drove out to Wrightsville Beach last night after I left Janna's.  I just
sat there, watching and listening to the surf.  I thought about you while I
was there too."

"Question 2.  Are you single?  And do you have a date for the next week end
you'll be in Nashville?"

"Yes I'm single and I would very much like to have you as my date when I'm
in Nashville

"Question 3.  What do you want, a hook up, a friend with benefits, a
relationship?"

"I want the whole nine yards...a crazy wild man in the bedroom that thinks
I'm the hottest guy ever, I want his love and companionship, our house, our
dog, I want us to be enough for each other, and for us to live our very own
Happily Ever After."

Carter just nodded at what I had said and smiled.  He didn't make any
comment at all.  I thought it strange that he didn't comment on what I had
said.  Whatever his reaction was it wasn't the least bit overt.  I had no
clue what his ideas were about gay relationships.

>From there we spent most all of the evening out on the rooftop, telling
each other all about ourselves.  We were never apart for more than a few
minutes.  But I did have to make rounds and pick up and straighten things
all night.  Carter followed along chatting with his fraternity brothers as
I checked on the food and drinks, replenishing things.  Once I was done,
and we wound up back on the roof talking.  I learned that the guy I saw
Carter with in Nashville was indeed a date.  He said it was their second
date but also their last one.  He said he'd been looking for me since that
night.  We talked for hours it seemed.  I learned that his home was in
Birmingham and had his degree from Vanderbilt and his MA from Boston
Architectural College, and is an Architect with C and K Designs, a local
Architectural firm in Nashville.

 At one point we had been up on the roof for well over an hour when Ron
came looking for us.  Seeing us talking earnestly with each other he
quickly figured out what was going on.

"Carter!  Are you trying to corrupt my little brother?  I've heard about
your exploits and your `love em and leave' em style."

Turning to me Ron cuffed me on the chin lightly.

"You dog!  Sniffing out new guys here on my last single night on earth." He
said to me.

He looked sternly at Carter.

"Carter you need to take care with Stephen here.  You and I have been
friends a long while but please don't test our friendship by playing games
with my little brother.  You hurt him, I'll hurt you."

I sat there astonished that Ron would use such strong language with his
friend.  Carter stood and took Ron over to a quiet spot.  I saw Ron talking
and Carter listening. Then it was Ron listening and Carter talking.  After
a few minutes Carter returned to me while Ron went back down stairs.

"I've never seen that side of Ron before.  He's very protective of you
Stephen.  Ron has known I'm gay since we were at Vanderbilt, he just gave
me a lecture about what he expects of me if I am to date his little
brother.  I do need to ask you if you will be interested in us dating a bit
to get to know each other.  It will be tough at first with us in different
cities.  But I definitely want to spend time with you, not necessarily all
of it in the bedroom either, but going out and about, cooking together,
movies, plays, books, dancing, just dating and having a good time.  As for
the sex part...well, I think it best to just let that happen naturally.  I
mean, it's not tied to a date quota or anything.  When we're ready we'll
know.  But first I'd like to work on us becoming friends.  Doing stuff
together, having fun together.  Being good friends is a great way to begin
a relationship."

"Yes, that is exactly what I want.  But you should know that I'm always
gonna want to be kissing you.  I messed up my shorts when you kissed me at
the bar in Nashville."

"Oh jeez, you just about broke my heart that night when you pulled me back
and said you just wanted to memorize my face, then all you said was Be
Happy!  No goodbye, no name, no phone number.  I had to fight back tears
all night because I kept hearing those words in my head.  Also, I doubted
that I'd ever see you again" Carter said softly.

"I know, but Since that first time we locked eyes, I've known you are the
one.  The one man who will love me, want to be with me.  I think you're my
soul mate Carter!"

My phone alerted me to a Text coming in.  I looked and Ron was telling us
to come down to the suite.  We walked close together, bumping arms
occasionally, looking over, his profile was so handsome.  Just before we
started down the steps to the suite, Carter just looked at me, I started to
speak but didn't, I just smiled back at him.  I turned and started down the
steps and I felt his hand on my shoulder.  I was a step ahead of him and
being the Shameless trash that I am, I almost stopped and Carters crotch
bumped against the back of my head, I smiled and popped a boner
immediately.

It was past 1am and the party was winding down.  Ron and two of his
groomsmen were staying at the suite overnight.  Ron offered the other side
of his bed but Carter smiled and told him that he would much prefer to
share his little brother's bed.  I saw Ronnie's eyes go wide and his body
stiffened.  He wasn't too happy to hear his best bud and frat brother was
interested in sleeping with his little brother the night they met.

In hindsight, I don't think that Ron would have been happy to see me with
anyone. His `protective nature,' where I'm concerned is one of the many
reasons I love him, yet there are times when I just want him to chill a
bit.  I was upset that he talked so harshly to Carter about me.  Then
again, just knowing that Ronnie and Carter are close, good friends made me
feel really good.

Ronnie's acceptance of my chosen mate will always be an important factor in
my choice.  I needed to talk with Ron, calm him down a bit.  Besides, Ron
knows that Carter wouldn't be sharing my bed sexually tonight.  He knows I
don't operate that way.  I need to know and care about the one I make love
with.

Just as the last guest left, I pulled Ron over and we both fell onto the
sofa, tired and he was well on the road to having a big time hangover for
the ceremony.

"What a great party. Ronnie!" I said.

"How the hell would you know!  You spent all night up on the roof with
Carter.  Stephen, is this thing with Carter going to get serious?"

"I sure hope so, but we never know going in.  There's some stuff you need
to know Ron.  First off, when we drove up to Nashville last October, Cam
and Cully last month, the three of us went out dancing at one of the local
hot spots for mostly a gay crowd.  While we were at the club this guy came
in, he and I locked eyes immediately.  We were still staring at each other
when his friends pulled him away.  In just those few seconds I knew he was
the one I've been waiting for.  Later I wound up on line waiting for the
restroom.  While I was there, The Guy from earlier came out of the John. He
never said a word, just took my hand and took me to a darkened corner and
kissed me.

Ronnie, I swear, I saw fireworks, heard bells and whistles, I've never been
kissed like that.  He went back to his friends and I had way too much to
drink after that kiss.  That was two months ago.  I got the shock of my
life tonight when Carter walked in to your bachelor party.  Ronnie, Carter
is the guy who kissed me in Nashville.  I'm meeting him for coffee when I
leave here tonight.  Ronnie, please don't get freaked over this.  You knew
Carter is gay and he's still your bud and friend.  We're going to start
dating, granted it won't be easy with me in Atlanta and him in Nashville."

"Relax Stevie, it was a shock at first, but I know Carter is a great guy, a
truly good man.  You'll be very lucky to have a guy like him.  Jeez, Carter
will be like my Brother-in-Law if you guys get together.  It's okay Stevie,
at least I won't have to worry about you.  I know him, he isn't capable of
hurting anyone.  He's a gentle soul.  You'd better not hurt him either.
Okay!"

We stood and went to the kitchen, I was drinking a glass of water when Ron
walked over and hugged me.

"Thanks for this great party, I love you Bro."

"You and Janna are gonna make pretty babies, Ronnie.  Jeez, I can't wait to
be an uncle"

"Well you'll have to wait a good while.  We don't want to start out and
have children right away. I'd like five years then we can start the
family." Ron said.

Two of the groomsmen staggered by as we were talking and disappeared down
the hall into one of the bedrooms. When we checked on them, they both lay
on the bed in their room, passed out.  One was fully dressed, still with
his shoes on.  The other guy had started to undress but his pants were down
at his knees, his shirt opened and his cock hard and growing toward his hip
in his tighty whities.  Ron shut their door and walked away shaking his
head.  I rose to leave.

"Ronnie, thank you.  I don't know what will happen with Carter, but I want
to be sure you're okay with whomever I finally end up with.  I know you and
Janna will have a great life together, she's a cool lady.  Uh...I have to
go, Carter's waiting for me.  We're gonna go somewhere and talk.  Wish me
luck!"

I rode the elevator to the lobby headed out the front door, immediately I
saw Carter, leaning against a really old car.  The car looked great,
polished to perfection, I later learned that it was the first Muscle Car, a
1962 Studebaker Gran Turismo Hawk, Tuxedo Black with a saddle tan leather
interior.

Carter stood there smiling at me.  As I stepped out he came forward and put
an arm around my shoulders and hugged me to him a bit.  We didn't say
anything until we were standing beside his car.  His eyes were boring into
my soul it seemed.  After a moment, he pulled me to him and gave me another
of his romantic, sensual kisses.  Suddenly I'm both excited and I'm scared.
Maybe it more anxious that scared.  I felt his hard cock at my hip.  My own
throbbed and leaked in my pants.

We got into his car and he asked where I'd like to go.  I directed him to
Market Street and then onto Eastwood Rd. to Wrightsville, Beach.  On the
way we stopped at a Donut shop and got large coffee's and four Original
Glazed Krispy Kremes.  We parked in a Hotel parking lot and walked around
to the beach, we turned two deck chairs to face the Atlantic and sat to sip
our coffee and finally spend time together alone.

We laughed and talked, and in general confirmed our first impressions,
we're going to date as much as possible with us in different cities.  We
can Skype, do cam to cam and I'm certain we will be using it a lot.  Carter
and I seem to mesh together perfectly, we enjoy many of the same activities
and interests.

Then there's this attraction, it's sexual, but even more than that.  It is
also mutual, sometimes I'm so drawn to him I fear losing control; I'd love
to jump his bones here in these deck chairs!  Kicking off our shoes and
socks we decided to take a walk down the beach, the moon was nearly full
and bright enough to light the beach.  As far as we could see it was
endless beach, almost glowing in the eerie blue/black water with white,
frothy waves as the tide gently rolls in.

Maybe a hundred yards or so down the beach we came across a natural
`private' place made possible by a cluster of fortunately placed sand
dunes.  Carter pulled me down amid the dunes, I was on my back, his arm
under me when he leaned in and gave me the kiss that promised all I've ever
wanted.  We made out for quite a while, I ached from being hard for such a
long time.  We refrained from sex play, just kissing and grinding our
bodies together.  When we noticed the sky lighten with the coming of dawn
we headed back to his car.

Luckily my room was a double, there were separate beds for us.  We both
knew better than to sleep in the same be just yet.  I didn't want anything
to keep Carter and I apart, the risk of bad sex with us was extremely
remote but still, like I've said, I need to care about the one I make love
to.

That said, I woke at 6am with a sleeping Carter spooned to my backside, We
fit together perfectly.  He had crawled into my bed sometime after I went
to sleep.  He had originally planned to bunk in with Ronnie but all that
changed when he walked into the party and saw me.  After that, I knew for
certain that I wanted to wake up in his arms for many more mornings

We had breakfast about nine and Carter said he needed to go and spend some
time with Ronnie.  I drove back to my hotel and he gave me a `guy hug' with
both our arms between us.  He said he would catch up and we could have some
time together after the ceremony.I waved as he drove away, I was grinning
ear to ear I knew.  I went back to my room, jumped in the shower and was
dressed and off to the church.  Doing my best to stay out of everyone's way
but still be accessible if I'm needed.  I wandered around and I toured the
historic old Church a bit.

Wilmington's St. James Episcopal Church dates back to 1729.  This Church
has played a big part in the History of Coastal Carolina, surviving the
Revolutionary War by being seized and used as a hospital for the British
soldiers.  In the War between the States, the Church was again pressed into
service as a hospital.  This building we're in was completed in 1839.

A couple of times I saw Carter and Ron, once in a deep discussion and then
again as I was on my way to the men's room.  We both cast a long lonely
look to the other, in three hours Ronnie and Janna will be on their
honeymoon, then Carter and I can have the rest of the day together, plus
I'm riding back to Atlanta with him in the black Gran Turismo, we'll eat
and make out some more at my apartment before he has to head back to
Nashville for work Monday morning.

At work Monday everyone commented on the smile I wore all day.  I wasn't
openly gay at work, only Megan, a Technician, knew my story, she's even
been out clubbing with me a few times, back when I went out...it's been
nearly a year since I went clubbing here in Atlanta.  It took her almost
two minutes before she asked quietly...

"Who is he?" She asked.

"The One, Megs, he's the one!" "Oh Stephen!  You always say that."

"Of course I say that, I always believe it.  His name is Carter Conway,
he's an Architect in Nashville.  Darn!  I forgot to ask him if he knows
Cameron and Cullen."

I related the story to her, about the trip to Nashville and seeing him,
then the shock and surprise when he walked in to Ronnie's Bachelor party
and our time together both before and after the wedding.

The UGA/Vandy game in October seems like a lifetime away.  I would not wait
until October to see Carter again. I called Cam and Cully relating my news
and asked if they knew him by any chance.  It turned out that Carter's firm
was the first they had contacted to redo their house, but he was working on
a big development project and wouldn't be free for several months yet.
They only knew him by his reputation as an Architect and some friend of
theirs mentioned that they had seen him at Blu a few times.

Cameron was blown away when I told him that Carter was the guy from that
night we spent at Club Blu, and that he was Ronnie's best man.  I told them
that I was coming up to visit him this weekend and he made a dinner date
for the four of us.

I arranged my schedule so that I had the early shift and got off work at
2pm on Friday afternoon.  My car was packed, all I had to do was take off
my smock, jump in the car and head for Tennessee!  I arrived at Cam and
Cully's a bit after 6pm.  I begged a shower off of them before I met up
with Carter.

I talked Cam and Cully into going with me to meet Carter for drinks.  We
arrived at the bar first and when I saw Carter headed our way I stood, my
hand out to shake but he grabbed me into a bear hug and lightly kissed my
neck just below my ear.  BAM!  Instant boner!  We turned and I introduced
him to Cullen and Cameron.  He shook their hands and said that they had a
mutual friend, Drew Jansen talks about you guys all the time.  He was at
Vandy with you I think.

"Yes, Drew is a Fraternity Brother.  We're all `SAE's here He's a great
guy, how do you know him...oops, sorry I don't mean to pry."  Cullen said.

Laughing Carter said. "No!  No not like that...I drew up some plans for his
company and he was the project leader.  Since then we've discovered that we
have a similar interest, mainly men.  We're just good friends, we have an
occasional dinner together.  There was never any sexual chemistry there for
either of us, but we genuinely like each other so we decided that being
friends was a good idea.  Oh...Jeez...it just connected.  our company did
your house!  I remember now, what was it, three...four years ago?"

"It was three years ago that it was finished.  So how long have you been
with the C and K design firm?"

"It's almost five years now.  I came here straight from Architectural
School in Boston.  I did my undergrad work at Boston and the graduate
Degree in Nashville at Vandy."

I was enjoying watching Carter, Cully and Cam get to know each other.  I
also learned that we're about the same age, when he said he's been here
five years I knew that we got out of college the same year.  Things went so
well that Carter asked me if it would be okay with me to ask Cam and Cully
to join us for dinner, while they were in the John.  I know they're very
close to you and I like them too.  I like their Pharmacist friend a lot
better though...and in an entirely different way.  His hand on my thigh
gave me a little squeeze.  I agreed and when they came back to the table
Carter asked them to join us.  Cully looked to me and I nodded yes.  Cam
asked...

"You guys are on your first date...you really want two old married guys
hanging around?"

"Sure we do...for dinner."  Carter said smiling.  We'll part company after
dinner...it's just that...well, you know when we met, but tonight is our
first date.  Stephen's told you about that night and then the big surprise
in Wilmington, at Ronnie's wedding.  It's fate, Stephen says we're soul
mates."

"He said that the night you met at Blu, I had to snap him out of a trance
twice after you had left him." Cam said.

"Uh...guys...let's move on to another topic...please!" I said

When Cam found out that Carter was from Birmingham, it didn't take them
long to determine that their folks were friends and belonged to the same
club.  Their Dad's had often golfed together.

"If looks are any indication, you two are a perfect match, body wise.
Yeah...you two just might make it.  Carter...you seem to be a great guy,
just what our buddy's been waiting for; He's a true and loyal friend.  Oh
yeah, this is just second hand gossip but I have it on good authority that
Steven here is a real tiger in the bedroom."  Cullen said.

I happened to glance at Carter's watch and saw that we have been here
nearly three hours.  It took some persuasion but I won out and picked up
the check.  We said our goodbyes outside and I asked Cam and Cully to leave
the Kitchen door unlocked so I could get in later.  Cam and Cully left us.

Carter had a questioning look on his face.

"I don't trust myself to be in the same house with you tonight.  I really
want us to get to know each other before we make love.  I'm not a prude and
I want you very much, I think we'll be stronger together if we become
friends first.  Kissing friends though."

He laughed when I said `kissing friends'.

"Sure, I understand and agree.  However, we did sleep together in
Wilmington without me molesting you."

"Oh yeah...it felt so good waking up in your arms.  It isn't you that I
mistrust Carter, it's me.  Since that kiss at Club Blu, I've wanted youlike
I've never wanted anyone before."

"I feel the same way Stephen, it's mutual.  If you want to wait, then we'll
wait.  I just want to be near you, if you stay the night I'll just hold
you, I promise."

I looked into his eyes and took my phone from my pocket and called Cam.when
he answered all I said was...

"You can lock the kitchen door Cam, I'll see you guys tomorrow."

It was already after 10pm and there we stood, outside the restaurant,
staring into the other's eyes like star crossed lovers of long ago.  Carter
put his arm over my shoulder and pulled me close as we walked to the
parking lot for his car.  I thought to myself that waiting was really not
necessary with Carter.  His saying we would wait if I wanted to, was enough
for me to know that it's okay if we do make love tonight.  I know, we both
know that we're not together tonight for just sex.  Already I'm more
strongly attracted to Carter than I've ever been with anyone.  I hope it's
the same for him.

Once we were in the car, he reached over and took my hand, he held it all
the way to his place.  I told him that I'm thinking that I need to look
into getting transferred from Atlanta to Nashville.  He looked over with
the biggest smile on his face.

"Really...you'd move here?"

"Of course I will...it's the only way that there can be `us'...I'll start
on it Monday."

He raised our clasped hands and kissed mine.

"Will you come and live we me then, when you get the transfer?  I want you
with me, I want us to be together Stephen."

"Yes, I'll come and live with you, I want us together too."

He squeezed my hand in his again and he didn't let go until we were in his
driveway.

His house sat on a the crest of a small hill in West Nashville called Love
Circle.  The night lights of the city sparkled like diamonds, the view from
his balcony was beautiful.

We he opened the door to his place I just stood there with my mouth open in
awe.  Carter's home was like stepping into the pages of Architectural
Digest.  Everything is sleek and modern without being cold or unfriendly.
I started to walk to the windows when he turned me around with one arm and
pulled me into a toe curling kiss.  When we parted, our lungs heaving, he
said...

"I couldn't wait another second to do that.  I've wanted that since I left
you at your apartment in Atlanta.  I need your kisses too, like you want
mine."

He opened the sheer drapes and then the glass paneled french doors that led
out onto the balcony.  The night time view of the city was simply
magnificent.  We stood there, his arm over my shoulder, mine around his
waist.  This house, this night, this man, are perfect.  I know I'm already
head over heels for Carter Conway.

He looked over to me, and I turned to face him, no words just our eyes
communicating for us.  Gently Carter leaned in and we kissed, soft and
tender, out tongues gently exploring, I moved to put my arms around his
neck and flattened my body against his.  I felt his hardness against me and
I'm sure he felt mine as well, but this kiss wasn't about lust, although it
is a new feeling for me, I knew instantly that this kiss was about love.

Drawing apart, Carter sighed and leaned his forehead against mine.  We just
stood there like that for several moments, my heart was racing, Carter must
have felt it or heard it because he put his hand on my chest.  He smiled
and took my hand and placed it on his chest.  I felt his heart beat racing
just as mine was.  He smiled then said...

"There's no doubt about it Stephen Bartolini, I'm falling in love with you
this very minute."

I nuzzled my lips against his neck with little kisses.

"Mmm...Mr. Conway, what took you so long.  I've loved you since the night
before the wedding."

"Some say that we Alabama boys aren't always the sharpest knives in the
drawer, but I'm sure of it.  I love you Stephen."

He gave me the tour, the place was small but very well designed and space
efficient, it was designed and built for two men living together.  Carter
did the design work and one of the interior designers with his company
helped him procure the artwork and furniture.  This seems like his place,
it suits him.

We stood there for several minutes, kissing, whispering our newly stated
love for each other.  Carter led me to the kitchen and took a bottle of
Asti Spumante from the wine cooler.  Uncorking the bottle he poured two
glasses of the Italian Champagne.  He held up his glass and and said...

"To us Stephen, forever!""

He clinked his glass against mine, we drank to the toast, then we kissed.
We continued the tour of his house, the whole time our arms were around
each other, we turned sideways to go through the doors, never letting go of
each other.  The house was built in three stories, and all the rooms faced
out with a view of the city.  The tour ended in his bedroom.  I moved away
and held out my hand, when he took it I lay on the bed and pulled him to
me.

We kicked off our shoes and lay on his bed fully clothed.  When I saw the
look in his eyes, I felt the tears welling up inside me.  We hugged
together tightly and I started to sob, gently at first then louder and
stronger.

"Stephen!  What's wrong Babe?"

"N...Nothing's wrong...for the first time ever...everything is right.
FINALLY!

I'm just so happy to be here with you it made me cry.  I'm so crazy for
you."

"Let' get in bed Stephen, it's been a long, long day.  I just want to
cuddle up with you and go to sleep."

"SLEEP?  you want to go to sleep...now?"

"Yes, I promise that we'll make love before dawn, but I need a nap about
now.  I've been given my heart's desire and I'm exhausted.  Relieved that I
don't have to worry anymore if you will like me.  We can rest now for a
little while, anyway.  C'mere babe."

I turned and Carter spooned up against me, both of us still dressed and we
went to sleep, I took Carter's hand from my chest and kissed it, then I
wiggled in against him and settled into a nap.

True to his word, at 4am, I was wakened by Carter unbuttoning my clothes,
When I opened my eyes and saw that he was already naked except for his knit
boxers, I started helping to get my clothes removed.  We faced each other
and Carter pulled me to him.  When our flesh touched it was like I had
taken hold of an electric fence, an electric charge jolted through my body.
Our near naked bodies hugged tightly together felt so wonderful, then his
tongue probed my tonsils, making we writhe and try to get even closer to
him.  I knelt with my hands at his hips and pulled his shorts to his
ankles, still on my knees, I wrapped an arm around his butt and pulled him
close against me, my head just above his throbbing, stiffened cock.

Carter pulled me up and began kissing me all over, my lips, my neck, my
eyes, all were tasted by his hungry lips.  He stopped to nip and suck at my
nipples, causing me to moan and writhe about on the bed even more.  Next up
he traced his tongue over my abs and around my navel.  What pitiful little
bit of a treasure trail I have started at the bottom of my navel and
trickled into my neatly cut and trimmed pubic hair.

Carter moaned loudly when he took my shaved smooth testicles into his
mouth...to be fair, I moaned much louder than he.  He had a hand jacking my
cock while he was busy with my testicles in his hot mouth. When he let my
testicles slip free, with a pop from his lips, he pulled my cock down and
took me to the root in one gulp.  I cried out his name as he devoured my
cock.  I'm on the small side body wise, but my cock is a decent in size,
over 7" long and thick in circumference.  Carter never faltered, he began a
corkscrew motion with his mouth and hand that had me ready to blow my load
in just seconds.  I begged him to ease back and lets make this last a bit
longer.

He did pull back a bit, stopping to milk my cock with his throat muscles
until that too had me ready to bust a nut.  I got him pulled up and we
kissed like two maniacs who'd never get this chance again.  I made my own
trip around Carter's fabulous body, my lips and tongue servicing every inch
of him possible.  When I had loved on his wonderful fat cock for a few
minutes, Carter completely surprised me by rolling onto his back and asking
me to make love to him.

"Stephen, please, I want you inside me, make love to me, put your cock in
me, take me, make me yours, I want you in me Stephen, please."

I pushed his legs up against his chest and kissed and licked at his
wrinkled opening, my tongue probed into him, causing him to moan and call
out my name.  Carter handed me a bottle of Ultra Glide and and asked me to
fuck him.

I surprised, but was happy to oblige him, with Carter I had expected, and
even wanted to be his bottom.  I've dreampt of him fucking me since that
first time we met at Club Blu.  However, I do take pride in being able to
satisfy my partner's needs when we are in bed.  Just the idea of topping
Carter Conway sent chills over my body.  I pushed up his legs and gently
eased my lubed finger inside. causing a little purring noise from him.  In
minutes I was probing with four fingers and part of my hand making him move
and toss about all over the bed.  Once I had him opened up and begging me
to fuck him, I crooked a finger and stroked his prostate a few times, I
dived down to lap up the spurts of cum my stroking his hot button had
expelled from his body.

"Please Stephen, Please...now, please, fuck me."

He was on his back, legs wide to each side as I knee walked up against him.
He guided my cock, then locked his heels behind my butt and pulled me all
the way inside him.  He moaned, I gasped...he grabbed my face and pulled us
together into a fierce, demanding kiss.  I started my rhythm in mid kiss
and by the time we broke away for air, I was ramming Carter hard, fucking
like a mad man.  He managed to keep his ankles locked around me as I went
wild, stopping only to stuff a couple of pillows under his butt to improve
the angle and it did work better, now each stroke nudged against his
prostate giving him that pleasure that is like no other.

Carter was moaning and groaning as I rammed him fast and hard, when I added
nipple play, pinching and twisting both at once he yelled out for me to
slow down.

As I slowed down he asked that we do some edging, get right up to the
moment then ease back.  We did this for over 15 minutes when finally he
moaned aloud, ohmigod...it's time...now babe...this is it, we can't stop
now, I gotta cum...your big cock is making me cum...all the way this time,
fuck me baby, fuck your Carter, fuck me good babe.  I need you in me baby,
breed me, fill me with your cum, fuck me hard, breed me baby, now...now
Stephen...ooh baby...we're gonna cum baby, come on...pound my ass
Stevie...harder...NOW!  WE'RE CUMMING....NOW!  Oh Sweet
Jeezus...Stevie...OHMIGOD!  ARGH!  OH!  STEPHEN!

Cum was everywhere, on the wall above the headboard, in Carter's hair, on
his face, on one nipple, and it ran in rivulets down the ripples of his
abdomen and pooled about his cute little outie navel.  There was also a
sizable cum puddle under his butt where my cum leaked out of him onto the
bedding.  I collapsed atop him.

Carter wrapped me in his arms and kissed my face, and lips.  He gently
cooed at my ear...

"I love your big fat cock in me Stephen, you fill me so full, you have to
do that again...and soon too.  I usually top, but when I had your cock in
my hand I knew I wanted you to fuck me.  Oh baby, that was even better than
I've dreamed...we're pretty great in bed, you can do that to me anytime you
want.  Kiss me, baby, love you, oh dear god, you're so perfect for me.
Life with you is gonna be so good."

As we drifted off to sleep, I lay there thinking about what we had just
done.  It was special, I don't remember ever feeling so drained from an
orgasm.  My balls ache and I can only imagine how Carter's butt feels.I was
fairly rough, but he kept wanting me to do it harder, I obliged!

As always when you're in love, our weekend together was over all too soon.
My shift at work didn't start until one pm which let us sleep another night
together before I drove back to Atlanta.  Carter called me three times on
my drive back to Atlanta just to say he loves me.  On the last call he said
he'd come to Atlanta for the coming weekend if I liked.  I liked!

I had requested a transfer from Atlanta to Nashville earlier this month but
as yet there were no openings available.  I did learn that I could be
considered for a position in a store that was under construction and due to
be finished near the end of August, the new store will be located within 5
miles of Carter's home.  After talking with Carter, I threw my name into
the ring for one of the Pharmacists positions at the new Nashville store.

We spent our weekends traveling, alternating visits, me to Nashville and
Carter to Atlanta alternating weekends.  It wasn't ideal but there was no
way I could skip a weekend without being with him.  I am completely
captivated by Carter Conway.

Over the Fourth of July holiday Carter took me to Birmingham to meet his
family, Bob and Beth,his parents, his older brother Charles, and his
younger sister Alexandra.  When Carter introduced me to his parents his
Mother said...

"How odd!  Carter's best friend Ronald has the same unusual surname as
yours, do you know Ronald?"  She asked wide eyed.

Carter laughed and made a gesture that suggested that I tell her.

"Yes Ma'am, Ronnie is my older brother."

She looked a bit confused, looked to Mr. Conway, then back to her son.

Carter explained that we had no idea of the connection when we first met.
It wasn't until Ronnie's wedding that he knew my name.  Charles and Alex
each took one of my arms and led me to the pool area for a glass of tea at
the Cabana and to let Carter fill his folks in about how he came to be
involved with his best friends brother.

Alex was doing her version on 20 questions on me, wanting to know how we
met, what I do, where my family is from, etc.  In about ten minutes Carter
and his folks joined up at the Cabana bar.  Carter must have done a great
job on his folks because they took to me like I was one of their own.

Over dinner I mentioned that Cameron Dalton was classmate, Fraternity
Brother and close friend as well.  I knew that the Conways' and the
Daltons' were members of the same club and that they knew each other well.
Mrs. Conway raved about `dear Cameron' and how he Cullen had given
Mrs. Dalton and Mrs. Fortson the most exquisite Jewelry for Christmas a few
years ago.  All the finest Vintage Tiffany Diamonds from the turn of the
Century from the turn of the 20th Century." She added.

Later after coffee, everyone loaded into Mr. Conway's Suburban and we drove
to the fireworks show; the Birmingham tradition of Thunder on the Mountain.
There is an office park about half a mile from the base of the mountain
where the back side of the parking lot offers a great view of the statue
and the soon to come fireworks Mrs, Conway stated.  Charles and Carter
unloaded folding chairs and a cooler of drinks including a gallon jug of
her special Sangria (which had a kick like a two year old mule!)

The Fourth of July fireworks display takes place on the mountain where the
statue of Vulcan stands overlooking the city, after the show was over I
made the comment that it was like the wrath of vulcan, with his statue at
the base of all the light and explosions.

Back at the Conway home, we spent most of the remaining part of the evening
either in the pool or at poolside, My fingers and toes were wrinkled and
pruny from the time in the water. A little before midnight after Charles
and Alex had gone off to bed, Carter and I had the pool to ourselves.  He
turned off all the lights except for the lights in the pool.

I was at the side of the pool, my arms on the deck holding myself up.
Carter swam up behind me and sort of spooned against me even though we were
in the water.  He made sweet talk and kissed my neck, he even nibbled on my
ear.  He had me writhing about, pushing my butt up against his hardness,
then suddenly he was gone.  In moments I felt his hands slipping past the
waistband of my baggy swimsuit and one doing the same in the back except
the hand in the back was pushing into me, while the hand in front gently
jacked my cock.  I lay my head back against him and let him have his fun.
I was in heaven knowing how much he wants me. Then just as I was relaxing
against him Carter went underwater and started pulling my swimsuit off.
With his hands on my waist he turned me and now I had my elbows on the
deck.

Slowly, Carter head broke the surface and he tossed both our swimsuits onto
the deck, with a lecherous leer he slowly sank out of sight under the
water.  I gasped when he swallowed my hard cock down to the pubes.  three
or four head bobs and he was back at the surface taking in air.  I pulled
him to me and wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist.

"Here babe, we can do this and you won't be in danger of drowning."

I raised a bit then settled down onto his magnificent cock, it took two
tries but I opened and settled down on his erection.  Carter started us
toward the shallow end, well away from the bedroom wing of the house.  He
laid me out on the top step and proceeded to fuck my ass good and proper.
Most of the time we were locked in a kiss, when he started stroking against
my prostate and I couldn't stop the moans, and his cock massaged my magic
button with every stroke.  I felt my orgasm start deep in my testicles, my
body went taut and strained, legs outstretched and my beautiful Carter
filling me full of his semen.  I watched mine jet out then dissipate in the
heavily chlorinated water, killing thousands of future little Bartolini's.
We tried to be quiet and not draw any attention to what we were doing but
it was inevitable that he would make me cry out in the ecstasy of our
orgasms.

Carter swam back and retrieved our suits.  Once we were presentable we
picked up our things and went to Carter's room.  We both showered, him
first and then me.  When I came back into the room he had the bed covers
turned down and I slid in next to him.

"Come to Daddy, little boy...Daddy needs your big fat cock.  I want you to
pound my ass Steven.  Give me all of that long fat cock of yours.  I love
the way it fills me, thrills me...but most of all...it's because it's
you...I love you Stephen."

After a day in the sun and water, we were both a bit lethargic once we laid
down.  We went to sleep holding each other face to face, my lips at his
shoulder.  Dear God, how I love sleeping with this man.  Our bodies each
clinging tightly to the other gives me a peace that I never knew existed.
He's good, kind hearted, generous, handsome beyond belief and the sexiest
man I've ever known.  I knew the first second that I saw him that night at
Club Blu that he was the one.  My soul mate.

We didn't wake up until Alex rapped on the door and announced that
breakfast would be served in 10 minutes.  We dashed into the shower, again
taking turns, there was no time for the things we like to do in the shower
this morning.

Breakfast was a marvelous treat, Eggs Benedict, fresh fruit, juice and
coffee.  Served on the patio, near the pool. I wanted to lick my plate, our
breakfast was so delicious.  Later in the morning, Carter showed me around
the city, the Alabama Theater wasn't open but he told me about the
restoration of the old Theater organ there, it reminded me of the Fox
Theater in Atlanta.

Carter told me that only when he was at his parents house did he feel like
Birmingham was still home to him.  Out in the city he felt like a stranger,
so much had changed in the years he's been away.  When I'm here I get
restless in just a few hours and want to be in Nashville at my house, soon
to be...our house, he corrected.  You should be there late next month
Steven.  Can you believe it?  One look at eachother in a crowded bar and
that was it.  I knew after that first kiss that somehow we'd find a way to
be together.

Carter made a quick turn down an alleyway behind a shopping center, he
stopped, put the car in park and turned my head to him and gave me the most
wonderful kiss.

"Sometimes I get so wrapped up in you I just have to do that...just to be
sure you're real...not some trick of my mind.  You're my guy Steven.
Always."

We left for Nashville late that afternoon and I had two more days before I
had to back at work.  I sent his parents a delivery of yellow roses and a
note of thanks for their hospitality and their welcoming me into their
family as Carter's partner. Four days with Carter really spoiled me, making
me want to rush the finish of the new store I'd be working in when I made
the move to Nashville.  The projected opening of the new store is for the
end of August, only 7 weeks or so away, barring any delays.  I'm getting
anxious, we need to be together full time.

On the 14th of August I got the word that I should report the the new store
in Nashville on the 21st. of the month, the store would open for business
on September first.  I was terribly excited and called Carter on my break.
My replacement here in Atlanta has been training with us for nearly two
weeks, giving me a week to arrange my move.  The place I was renting was a
furnished apartment so only clothes and personal items would be all that I
was moving.  I filled the trunk with my clothes and boxed the rest and sent
them by Fed Ex., because driving with the top down on highway trips is one
of my favorite things.  I've never been as excited about anything as I am
about being with Carter.We had arranged that he would leave the door key
under the doormat for me so I wouldn't have to wait until he got home to
get in.  My hands were shaking as I tried to put the key in the lock of our
home.  When I opened the door, the first thing I saw was a banner stretched
across the great room.

		    "WELCOME TO OUR NEW LIFE, STEPHEN!

There's a welcome present for you in the bedroom."

I emptied my hands of the boxes and bags and ran up the steps top the
bedroom to see what Carter had done.  The best surprise of my life was
lying on the bed.  Carter lay there naked, wearing only a bright red bow in
his pubic hair, and a mile wide smile on his beautiful face.  Before I
could move, he was off the bed and kissing me as I fought to get my clothes
off as fast as possible.

"You are mine forever now Stephen, we're going to be so good together babe.
Come to bed, we've waited months for this day.  Together at last,you and
me.  FINALLY!



The End