Date: Sun, 15 Feb 2015 16:37:53 +0000 (UTC)
From: James Stephens <buck4darkbear@yahoo.com>
Subject: Leo and James - Chapter 26 Reconnecting With Anthony

Part 26 - Reconnecting with Anthony

After my ordeal with Jose I called Anthony, hoping he would take me in,
which he gladly did.

I met him at a subway stop near where he stayed. When I saw him pull up I
was relieved, and very grateful.

"Man I owe you Anthony - thanks so much." I said before I could get all the
way in his car.

"No problem, so Jose fucked you up." I was sporting a some visible marks
from Jose's tirade.

"Yeh, and I know, you told me so."

" I didn't say a thing." said Anthony, grinning.

"You didn't have to. That shit-eating grin on your face." Anthony laughed.

"Well sometimes we have to learn by making mistakes. And damn you made a
big mistake."

"Can we not talk about this?" I said, truly wishing to change the subject.

"Okay, but before we totally drop the subject. Did you all fuck?" I didn't
know how to respond to Anthony's inquiry. I loved fucking - but not what I
had just experienced. "You all fucked." said Anthony, looking somewhat
disappointed.

"Yeh, more like rape."

"Alright man, let's not talk about it anymore - that's fucked up." While we
drove to Anthony's place I finished telling him of my experience with Jose
- giving all the details that Anthony requested.

Anthony welcomed me into his home, a beautiful, old brick home that was
very tastefully decorated. He proudly showed me his various collections of
African art work and sculptures - all very impressive. He took a lot of
pride in his ability to recognize authentic artwork. He took me into his
home and made me feel comfortable. He allowed me the use of an extra room
to sleep in that had a very comfortable bed that I looked forward to
spending much time catching up on sleep.  After a few days I realized how
important Anthony was to me. This man saved my life. He came home from work
at his usual time, tired and hungry. I had finally started saving enough
money through my regular work schedule, enough to pay a month's rent and
take Anthony out to dinner to show my appreciation.

I was also becoming sexually attracted to him and decided one evening I'd
set the stage for a romantic dinner when he arrived home at his usual
time. I wen tall out and set up the perfect table for setting the mood. But
when he came home he was with another guy. The look on Anthony's face was
surprise and disappointment at the same time.

"Wow, nice table." Anthony said awkwardly. I knew he could not say anything
else.

"Thanks Anthony. Sorry, I didn't know you were going to have company."

"Yeh James, this is Alex." said Anthony.

"Nice to meet you Alex." Alex was a good looking Black man, young and well
built. We shook hands but said nothing. Both of us felt the uneasiness.

"Need to talk to you before we head out James." said Anthony as he headed
towards the kitchen. I followed him in. "Please tell me that setting is for
someone else."

I shook my head no, not able to talk.

"Damn it was for me." Anthony said. "I didn't know James, sorry."

"Not a problem Anthony - just thought I'd do something different - you've
been so good to me."

"Some other time then." Anthony hugged me - gave me an approving look and
left out with Alex. I put everything back and watched TV the rest of the
night, not daring to resort to alcohol use because of the setback I had
just experienced. I fell asleep on the couch and was awakened about 3 am
when Anthony and Alex came in together.I sat up alarmed.

"Oh hey James." said Anthony.

I was barely awake but managed to get some form of a greeting out and
headed straight to bed, not wanting to interfere with their evening. But I
couldn't sleep while I listened to Alex and Anthony have loud, passionate
sex. I was admittedly jealous. Alex was a hot man who was masculine,
incredibly well built and confident. I was alone, pathetic and down. No
wonder I wasn't where I wanted to be at that moment, in bed with
Anthony. Finally one of them had an orgasm, followed by laughter and
playful conversation. I fell asleep but awoke soon after, hoping I'd get a
chance to find out more about Anthony's status with Alex. I sat on the
couch mindlessly watching TV.

Anthony came out of his bedroom later that morning looking like he was hung
over. He looked very sexy wearing only his boxers. He head to the kitchen
to pour some water, drinking several glasses before sitting on the couch
across from me.

"Damn I feel like shit." he said. I also noticed he had a new tattoo across
his chest adding to his manly appearance.

I laughed, offering him breakfast.

"Yeh man that would be good, thank you."

Anthony lay on the couch while I prepared a full breakfast, occasionally
glancing his direction to get a view that I suddenly found exciting. Maybe
it was the fact that I knew he was with someone who would be longed by most
gay men.  We ate breakfast mostly in silence, not wanting to bring up last
night and how foolish I felt thinking I would have a romantic evening with
him.

Over the next few weeks Alex and Anthony were seeing more of each other and
getting closer - until one particular weekend evening when I noticed
Anthony was down and depressed, not out with Alex on their usual date. He
was downing a glass of whisky, straight.

"Anything wrong Anthony?" I inquired.

He looked at me and smile. "No biggie - I guess I just got dumped by Alex."

I was saddened for Anthony but selfishly glad I had an opportunity to once
again get close to him. I sat next to him. "What happened?"

"He just called off our date tonight." Anthony poured himself another
drink, downing it just as quickly.

"Maybe he's busy." I didn't want to rush to judgement but knew this was not
good.

"Said he's going out with someone else."

"Oh." was all I could say.

"I thought we were getting along - have no idea where this came from."

"You're a good man Anthony - anyone would be a fool to not want to be with
you."

"Thanks James." said Anthony as he placed his hand on my leg. I didn't know
at this point Anthony's intentions were, just knew I was enjoying the
moment of bonding.

 I covered his hand with mine, waiting for Anthony to make the next
move. After a few minutes of silence and an occasional hand rub I decided
to break the ice. I leaned over and kissed his upper arm, then let my head
rest on it, waiting for him to make the next move. Anthony began stroking
my hair, not saying anything. Although not sexual at that moment I needed
to know before the maddening silence continued.

"Anthony?" I said as a question.

"Yes?" He stopped stroking my hair, awaiting my response.

I hadn't had a response ready so didn't answer right away.

"What is it James?" Anthony asked, shifting positions on the couch so he
looked straight at me.

"I want you - badly." Anthony did not respond right away liked I had
hoped. He took a final sip of his drink before leaning over and gently
kissing me. His lips felt wonderful, soft, gently caressing mine. Soon we
were in the heat of passion, tongues connecting, kisses getting stronger,
hands exploring each other's bodies. My hand traveled to Anthony's crotch
where I felt his fully engorged dick. Fumbling with his zipper while we
continued to feverishly kiss I managed to pull it out. It had been a long
time since Anthony and I had been together and I always wondered what his
dick looked like. This time it was fully exposed, in front of me, hard and
inviting. About 7 inches in length it had an impressive girth. It was the
perfect size for sucking. I took him into my mouth slowly, listening to
Anthony groan as I stroked him with my lips. His dick was a natural fit
into my mouth. I didn't recall ever sucking dick as well as I was
doing. Anthony gently lifted my head off of him.

"Lets go to the bedroom." Just the words I wanted to hear - an opportunity
to pleasure Anthony as he so deserved. I followed him to the bedroom where
we undressed each other still kissing, grinding our naked bodies on each
other. Anthony got on his knees and sucked me - bringing back memories of
our first encounter. I forgot the immense pleasure of a good blow
job. Anthony had great head skills. I tried not to wonder what the rest of
the night would bring, just let things flow.

Before long we were on his bed in a 69 position, exploring each other's
bodies with our tongues. The mutual ass eating was something I was greatly
enjoying when Anthony took it a step further.

  "Get on all fours." The words I was hoping to hear. I always wondered
what Anthony's preference was - I had him pegged for a bottom but
apparently I was wrong. Anthony reached over into his nightstand to put on
a rubber, then I felt the familiar cold slab of lube on my hole before the
hot hard flesh that slowly filled me up. The pain I felt was bearable and
within minutes I was in ecstasy while Anthony fucked my hole while
occasionally bending over to tell me how much he enjoyed being inside of
me, licking my neck and back. He was very good at what he was doing,
stopping on occasion to rub my ass while grinding, working his dick at
different angles, all of which was incredibly enjoyable. He pulled out and
placed me at the edge of his bed, on my back legs up where we continued to
fuck, kiss, and grope each other's body.  I made sure my ass was in the
perfect position for him so he effortlessly stroked my hole. The view was
hot, just enough light to see his big chest bounce, broad shoulders sweaty
and a handsome, round face that said it all - Anthony was enjoying the
moment, making me enjoy it even more. When I reached up and pinched his
nipples he began his long orgasm - emptying his seed into the rubber that
covered his thick penis. He stayed inside of me until I felt him slip out,
all the time we continued kissing while we got into a side-by-side
position.

"Damn." I heard Anthony say.

"What's wrong babe?"

"The rubber's missing."

"Where is it?" I asked. We looked for it for a few minutes when we realized
it was still in my ass. We both laughed as he pulled it out - displaying
the huge load that he deposited into it just a few minutes ago. "Damn
that's a lot of cum."

"You had me going there James."

"I sure as hell enjoyed it."

"Good to hear." said Anthony as we once again began kissing. He was a
fantastic kisser. "Why didn't you tell me you wanted to get with me?" he
asked.

"Was going through a lot Anthony, wasn't sure what I wanted until
recently."

"Well I'm glad you finally decided James. I've been wanting to get in there
for awhile now."

""Well you just did, hope you were satisfied."

"Very much so." Anthony kissed again before falling asleep, spoon fashion
with my back to him. It felt so good to be in the arms of a good man again.