Date: Sat, 24 Jul 2004 10:44:01 -0700 (PDT)
From: Dane Bruebeck <dowtheory2001@yahoo.com>
Subject: Symmetry Part 7

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				Symmetry-7 Evan's Story

	Evan turned to look at the clock.  1:10AM and his body was
trembling with sweet anxiety.  He heard the sweetest sound in the world, a
light tap on the door and he knew the wait was over.  He walked to the door
as if in a trance and opened it to reveal a hot- as-hell Ron, dressed in
jeans and a crumpled shirt carrying his duffel bag.  The wait had been
worth it.  As soon as Ron took a step in and dropped his bag, Evan grabbed
his slightly scruffy face and kissed him hard, bruising his lips with the
need to consume him.  Their tongues met and attacked each other wantonly,
Evan grinding his hard cock against Ron's.

"This is by far the best arrival greeting I have ever received," Ron said
when their lips parted.  Evan watched Ron's eyes travel down his body.
Starting from his eyes, then to his pink wet lips, then to his
cotton-covered athletic chest, resting on the aroused, erect nipples, then
to the tapered, sculpted waist and finally stopping at the tented boxers
with the wet spot on the top.  No one had ever looked at Evan like that.
It was thrilling.

"Are you tired? Are you hungry? I got some pizza.  I could throw it in the
oven to heat up." Evan asked wanting to get rid of all preliminaries so
that when they got to the good part, nothing would interrupt them.

"No and no. I do need a shower though," Ron said his eyes never leaving
Evan's body.

"Yeah, yeah, go ahead," Evan said happy that there was only one huddle to
cross before the all-important bed session.

"By the way, congratulations on the promotion.  I knew you'd get it.  You
deserve it," Ron said with a toothy grin.  "You're totally on your way to
achieving that soulful, beautiful paycheck-maximizing agenda of yours," Ron
added rolling his hands and faking a heartfelt look.

"Real funny.  Go get showered already."

"You know, you could join me.  That is, if you want to..." Ron said with a
boyish smile reaching forward to run his thumb over Evan's lower lip then
turning around and heading to the bathroom.

	Evan wanted to cry out loud.  Just scream out.  Everything in the
core of his being was bubbling up; he was beside himself with joy, agony,
excitement, and some new emotion he couldn't quite put his finger on.
Instead he stood transfixed staring into space, overwhelmed by the depth of
his feelings.  Ron dominated him in ways he never thought possible; his
thoughts, his actions, his feelings were centered on the man.

	He remembered Ron's invitation and his cock led him to the already
steamy bathroom.  He stood at the entrance and watched Ron's silhouette
through the translucent shower curtain.  The shower was running loudly and
what was that?  Ron was humming in the shower.  Perhaps, absentmindedly
trying to catch a tune in his head.  Even his silly shower-hum moved Evan.

"I think I am in love with you," he said unable to hold back the words.
They came out low and breathless.

"Did you say something?" Ron asked shouting over the din in the shower.

Lie or go for it? Lie or go for it?  A decision had to be made and Evan
made it.

"I said, I am in love with you!" he proclaimed loudly over the shower's
buzz, enunciating every word as clearly as he could.  The shower stopped
running, Ron ceased his movements and the room was still.  Nothing and no
one moved for what seemed to Evan like an eternity.  Evan moved forward and
yanked the curtain open.

"I said it, I said it.  I love you.  I'm in love with you," he repeated
hoping it mattered to Ron.  Ron just stood there, his wet hair plastered to
his forehead, his long muscular body covered in droplets of water, his eyes
greener than they had ever been staring into space, his mouth closed.  Evan
stared at him, his mind completely unable to process anything, his heart
not wanting to.

"Ron, I'm sorry.  I know this is not what you wanted.  We never talked
about love.  This thing is just what it is.  It's like a physical thing.
Yeah, I know, we need to keep it simple.  Love leads to...to... other
stuff...expectations.  I know and we shouldn't really expect anything.
Like you said, it's like a phase, a glitch...it is not a part of the larger
scheme of things.  Ron, I have no expectations...just..."

"Shut up!" Ron cut him off with an anguished yell causing Evan to instantly
halt his ramblings.  So now, it was quiet again.  No movement; like
nobody-moves-no-body-gets- hurt type of silence.  Evan let out a heavy sigh
and let the curtain he was holding drop, creating a barrier between them,
leaving Ron on the other side.

"Fine," Evan said unable to withstand the anguishing, unrelenting silence.
He turned around to leave. He had nothing else to loose.  All his cards
were on the table.

"Say it again," Ron asked. No, Ron commanded.

"Which part?" Evan queried.

"The first part."

"The love part?"

"Yes, damnit!  Say it again."

 "I love you, Ron.  I'm in love with you." He repeated enjoying how good it
felt to let those words out.  Finally, understanding the depth of meaning
they held.  Just saying them was fulfilling and he did not care what came
out of it.  He sighed and stared at Ron's body through the curtain and held
his breath.

"Very nice," Evan heard the words and then saw the curtain pull back and a
gloriously naked Ron step out of the large tab and into his arms.  Their
eyes met dark with emotion and then their lips collided in a gentle kiss.

"You scared the shit out of me for a moment there," Evan said tightening
his hold on Ron.

"Yeah? You said it and I just freaked out.  I mean, you said it to me.
Nobody ever said those words to me like that before.  I never said them
before.  It shocked me, that's all" Ron said still searching Evan's eyes.

"Very nice!?"  Evan said remembering the two-word reply.  Who said "very
nice" after a declaration of love?

"I love you, Evan Shaw," Ron declared and his full lips captured Evan's in
a soft kiss, which turned into a hard, passionate kiss.  They stumbled out
of the bathroom and headed straight for the bed, leaving Evan's boxers and
tee shirt behind.  Naked they fell over, legs intertwining, cocks rubbing,
breaths coming hot and heavy.


Ron's Story

	Evan was lying under him writhing and moaning.  Enjoying the sweet
intensity of their bodies meshed together so aggressively, Ron continued to
place hot, hungry kisses on his lover's square jaw moving towards his
mouth.

"Baby, you feel so fucking amazing!" Evan cried out using both his hands to
massage Ron's tight back.

"This is just the thing....you're perfect," Ron breathed out and then let
out a moan as the tips of their wet cocks touched creating a dizzying
friction.  Ron lifted his upper body, supporting himself on is elbows, and
looked into Evan's eyes.

"I love you so much," he whispered. He moved his head slowly downwards for
a kiss, and then he descended southwards until he was facing Evan's pulsing
cock.  He smiled when he saw Evan close his eyes as if in anguish and then
throw his head back with a hiss.

"I'm going to make you scream," Ron promised and chuckled when the stunning
organ he was staring at gave a jerk.  Ron continued moving his nose close
to the dripping man- tool; as close as he could be without actually
touching it, taking in its intense scent. Ron slowly moved forward and
planted his lips right on the tip, giving the head a pouty kiss.  Then he
looked up and saw Evan's hazel eyes piercing down at him with his jaws
clenched.

"I want you to feed me this beauty, nice and slow," Ron instructed then
placed his thick lips back on the hot head and perked them up forming a
tight O.

"Here it comes, babe," Evan cried and then he slowly started moving this
pelvis up, his cock breaking into Ron's wet, tight mouth.  Ron's eyes held
Evan's encouraging him to thrust forward until the cock was halfway in.
Hungry for it all, Ron started bobbing up and down, wetting it as much as
he could, each time taking more and more in.

"This is so hot," Evan said in a heat-ridden voice encouraging Ron. Feeling
adventurous, Ron moved his mouth off the very slippery, cock and started to
lick the round, velvety balls at its base.

"Fuck!  Yeah, don't stop," Evan cried pushing his balls against Ron's
tongue.  Ron kept up the licking, going over onto the bottom part.  When
his tongue accidentally grazed that spot above Evan's hole, he was awarded
a loud guttural moan.

"Ron, Ron, Ron..." Evan moaned and he kept up the licking. His tongue
ventured further south and passed over the slightly hairy region leading to
Evan's hole.  His tongue found the hairless bud causing Evan to thrust
forward even harder almost sending Ron off the bed.  But Ron was a man on a
mission and nothing was going to deter him.  He licked the hole until it
got wet then instinctively let his tongue slip deeper between those
gorgeous mounds.

"Fuck yeah! Aaaaahhh," Evan yelled spreading his legs wider apart to give
Ron better access.  Ron kept up the tongue action tightening his tongue and
pushing it in and out and sometimes just lapping greedily.

"Ron, Ron I need you inside me. Please...."  Those words caused Ron to halt
what he was doing and slowly crawl back up Evan's body.

"Baby, what do you want?" Ron asked looking into Evan's eyes.  They were
both breathing hard.

"I want you in me," Evan stated licking his lips and grinding his cock
against Ron's.  The wet friction was making them both groan.

"Baby, I want to be inside you," Ron whispered and then leaned forward to
kiss Evan's lips, their mouths open.

"I have some lube in that drawer.  I got some after work today. I got some
condoms too.  I wasn't sure...I mean we're two guys...no pregnancy stuff"
Evan said.  "Plus, I know we both did the Cameron and Kuch Blood Drive
Rally a few weeks ago and we got tested then.  I'm clean.  Plus, I haven't
been with anyone since Kiara.  But I wasn't sure what you wanted..."

"I'm clean too.  No condoms.  Just the lube," Ron said reaching for the
drawer and pulling the tube out.  He leaned in, and they started to kiss
again; their tongues crashing against each other hard.  Evan held on to
Ron's muscular ass and spread his legs then lifted them so that their
crotches enjoyed maximum contact as they kissed.

"Do it," Evan whispered pulling his mouth off Ron's, a thin line of spit
connecting their lips.  Ron slid back down and then proceeded to uncap the
lube and using his fingers smeared the goo on Evan's waiting virgin hole.
He used his finger to spread it in the entrance and then he kept up his
fingerwork.  Just lightly slipping and sliding his finger in and watching
Evan's face contort with pleasure.  His heated moans permeated the whole
room. A minute or so later, Ron felt the tight bud relax and permit his
finger in.  Evan started moving his body to meet his caresses so, he put in
another lubed up finger.

"Baby, you are so hot.  I have never seen anyone more beautiful than you.
Your hole is so fucking hot," Ron said keeping up his actions. Evan, on his
back, his legs spread open, his smooth powerful body gleaming with sweat
and his angular striking face tense with pleasure, was truly a sight to
behold forever.  Forever.

"Please," Evan said trying to reach for Ron.  Ron smeared more lube in his
hand and spread it on his own aching cock.  He leaned forward and Evan
lifted and pulled his legs in tighter exposing the puckered hole.  Ron
placed a searing kiss on Evan's lips and then directed the tip of his penis
to that sweet unexplored hole. This was just like everything else in their
lives that they did together; it was an embodiment of perfect
communication, trust and tenacity.

"Baby, tell me if it hurts.  I want you to love it too," Ron whispered and
he started to move forward slowly.  "Look at me.  I'm going to be inside
you.  Push forward for me.  That's it.  Oh god, your hole is sweet.  Like
nothing else. Don't fight it.  Relax for me.  That's it.  We can do
this. Take me in you.  I belong in you, baby.  Oh my god, one inch at a
time.  Look at me. I'll go slowly. Like this. You feel that.  Yes, one more
inch...and then another one...Oh god, your hole is so fucking sweet.  Yeah,
let me in, let me in...Sweet Baby...fuck..."  He watched Evan's face for
signs of pain and eased of every time he winced.  Ron kept up his crooning
and the pleasure around his cock intensified as he got deeper and deeper;
the tight resistance threatening to undo his resolve.

"You are in me," Evan said in awe when Ron's pubic hair rubbed against him
and then his eyes widened when Ron thrust experimentally forward.  The
shivers rocked them.  Slowly, Ron started moving, his strokes penetrating
the wet hole gently.  This was by far, by way far, the tightest, place his
cock had ever been and he loved it.

"You feel so fucking....oh fuck!"  Ron shouted through his clenched teeth,
his eyes rolling back from the intensity.  This was unbelievable.  He felt
Evan thrust forward more forcefully and he knew it was time.  Ron kept
hitting a crazily good spot and each time Evan would shout out his name.
He kept up his slow, tentative motions for a while longer.

"Fuck me with everything," Evan cried and Ron obeyed.  His forceful strokes
ripped through Evan and he used his forearms to support his body and to get
a better angle.  He thrust forward and grunted.  They got into a perfect,
raw rhythm driven by lust and primal instinct. Ron thrust his hips forward
and Evan pistoned upward tightening his muscles as he met the downward
stroke, his hard cock trapped between their chiseled bodies. They were both
groaning and moaning loudly completely oblivious of the racket they were
causing.  Ron shoved his body forward into Evan with such gusto the bed
shook.

"Baby, I'm gonna cum. You're gonna make me cum.  I'm not even touching...Oh
fuck..."  Evan yelled his body slamming up to take in the pleasure.

"Fuck, baby.  Cum for me. Cum with me..." Ron said his teeth still
clenched, his hips thrusting hard through the words.  Ron felt his body
quake and his strokes shortened.  The moment was here and he threw his head
back and put all he had into the fuck.  His body was on fire.

"Oh fuck...I'm gonna...aaaaaaaaaahhhh!" Evan yelled lost in the throes of
his orgasm.  Ron almost died of sensory overload when he felt Evan's
muscles spasm around him, around his cock.  He cried out his own
unintelligible moan and felt his cock shoot hard over and over inside the
tightness of Evan's body.

	His sweaty body collapsed onto Evan.  God almighty, so that's what
fucking was?  Where had Evan been all his life?  He felt drained of all
energy.  Their rugged breathing continued as they lay there in silence. The
minutes ticked and on.  He lifted his chest up and looked at Evan.

"How are you?" he asked his hair brushing against Evan's forehead.

"Great.  You totally blow me away," Evan said reaching up to touch Ron's
face but his hand falling back lazily in exhaustion.

"No, you amaze me.  That was...something else...like...I don't know...way
better than just sex...that was..." Ron said searching for the right words.
What kind of writer doesn't have words?  Clearly, the kind that just
experienced the greatest intimacy in Evan's arms.

"That was total hotness, utter fulfillment, out of this world" Evan stated,
evidently the word guru of the two.  Ironic.

"Yeah," Ron agreed.  He started to move off Evan's body, fearing he was
crushing him but he felt Evan hold him down.

"No."
	Ron lay back down and then noticed the cum on Evan's chest, right
below his right nipple.  Evan's cum.  He moved over and licked it then he
found some more and licked it too.  Slowly, lazily, enjoying how private
and personal an act he was engaging in.  It was an extension of their love
making and he savored it.  He moved over to kiss the other nipple and his
cock slipped out of Evan's hole.  They sighed simultaneously as if it was
the biggest catastrophe to befall mankind.  Evan placed his hand in Ron's
hair and proceeded to run his hands through it lazily.  Ron loved that.

"What are you thinking about?"  Evan asked in a low exhausted tone after a
protracted silence.

"Just stuff.  I'm thinking I've never been happier.  I'm thinking you love
me. I'm thinking about tomorrow and the day after and the one after that
one," Ron whispered letting the words come forth as the thoughts sprouted
in his brain.

"What about tomorrow?"

"About us and this, about life, about my parents, about your family, about
the guys at work.  Is it too soon to think about this?" Ron said.

"I think I'll tell Cece."

"Are you sure?  What will you say?  That you're...what?  That you love me?
That you're... gay?" Ron asked.  That was the first time either one of them
had uttered that word in reference to themselves.

"I don't know.  Am I gay?  I know I'm definitely not straight.  I'm in love
with you like I never was in love before.  You're a guy, the only guy I
have ever wanted.  Like, do I qualify to be gay?  Either way, does it
matter?"

"It's different for me.  Something just clicked when this thing started.
My past attempts at relationships were total scams. I always felt like such
a fraud.  Do I want to do women?  No.  Our bodies, yours and mine, just
make sense somehow.  Honestly, when I was in Washington I studied those
hot, perfectly polished, fresh faced career women, you know, the kind that
every straight guy fantasizes about, sexy as hell and intelligent?  I
couldn't see myself enjoying being with them.  Zero interest, even when
they tried to flirt with me.  You on the other hand, I want to do so much
to," Ron explained licking Evan's neck to emphasize his point.

"Nice," Evan said with a yawn.  His hands still journeying through Ron's
hair.

"Maybe you should tell Cece that we just kinda let our strong friendship
grow to the next level.  I bet you she'll be cool about it.  My mum will
die.  She already picked out names for my kids," Ron said laughing dryly.

"So, is that it for you?  No wife, no kids, none of that?"

"No," Ron said firmly, reveling in the word. "I swear, my mum will die,"
Ron said realizing that their love would need to move beyond the two of
them.

"How about Professor Grant?"  It was funny, both his parents were Professor
Grants but it was his dad who carried the title in social circles.  It had
always been like that.

"I don't know.  He is too busy to care.  Plus, a little too cerebral to
concern himself with such "silly" issues," Ron guessed.  "And your parents?
I bet your mum will be unruffled by it.  She sounds a little out there."

"I have no clue how she'll react. I haven't been close with my parents and
I doubt this is going to make things better.  I don't give a fuck. You are
all that counts and that's that," he responded vehemently but Ron suspected
Evan was just trying to convince himself.

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Once again thanks for the emails.  Dane.