Date: Thu, 6 Sep 2012 13:28:07 -0400
From: preecherdave@gmail.com
Subject: Paul 3

Paul 3

If you like this story or any that you have read on Nifty, a reminder from
Nifty that it needs your donations to keep these stories being published.
All donation will help.

This document contains homosexual themes and acts. If you are underage or
don't like the subject, then don't read it.

The story is not autobiographical and is a product of the writer's fertile
imagination.

Comments welcomed                    preecherdave@gmail.com

Author's Comments

This chapter is short as I decided to end it at a significant point. The
final chapter is longer and more complex.

Prologue

"Paul, I haven't had a time like this for two years." He stopped to look
meaningfully at Paul. "Thank you so much."

Paul asked himself if that was just a thank you or did it have more
meaning? That was all they said but each promised to themselves to give
this a lot of thought. There was kiss as Paul dropped John off. Both had to
admit to themselves that they felt a little bereft as they left each
other. Neither was sure exactly what this weekend meant or where it would
lead. Both decided to step back, reflect and absorb what had happened in
the last few days. No plans for a time together was mentioned but both knew
that they would see each other again.

Present

Both Kevin and James noticed the look that passed between John and Paul the
next day in John's office. James had put things together. He knew that both
had been away from the city and he realized that they had somehow contacted
each other and arranged this meeting on Monday. He didn't believe in
coincidences that they happened to know where the other was. He saw and
recognized the new confidence in Paul and somehow John was different.

They were astounded by the detail that Michael had been able to put
together in such a short time from his examination of the computer
records. There appeared to be dummy companies that sales were made to and
no indication of goods or services received by the firm. He had traced some
of the transactions that had been sent to an external IP address and then
deleted from the company records. He managed to trace the address to Mark
Everton. The transactions had started slowly and then slowly grown over the
last year. He estimated thousands of dollars, actually into the tens of
thousands. Then he reminded them of memos sent by Mark Everton of
explanations, using the slow down in the economy to account for lower
revenues. The really awful part of it was that Mark was a good friend of
Kevin's from University days whom Kevin trusted. He also shared a lot of
personal time with him and his family.

Kevin was very sober as they discussed possible courses of action. Luckily,
the company's investors were Kevin, Dave, his partner, Paul and
Brian. There were bank loans but that was not a problem.

They decided on calling Mark in with Kevin, Paul, John and Michael
present. Just before the meeting there was to be a network problem and all
the computers were going to malfunction and go off line so that Mark would
not have a chance to close files, delete or send any files to another
address. As the meeting convened, Kevin ordered their computer supervisor
to take Mark's computer out of the office to a secure site.

The meeting was as difficult as all had expected. The atmosphere changed
from welcoming into the office, to incredulity, to accusations and then to
threats by Mark. Michael at one point spoke asking about a company to which
several thousands of dollars had been paid. He stated that he could find no
such company and could find no record of those goods being received. Mark
blustered and accused Kevin of stabbing him in the back. Michael didn't
back off. Firmly, he asked about another company to which money was paid
but nothing delivered. More bluster about not remembering that kind of
detail. Mark was becoming increasingly threatening with legal action. He
stood up as if to leave.

Everyone looked at each other not knowing what to do. Suddenly, Paul spoke
up for the first time. His voice was calm but like cold steel, hard and
unyielding. "I wouldn't do that Mark if I were you."

"Who the fuck are you anyway?"

Paul recognized the point that they had arrived at. Mark had nothing else
that he could say. He wanted out to collect his thoughts and to get to his
records, probably to attempt to tamper with them. Paul decided that a
little shock treatment might be needed.

"In case you have forgotten, I am one of the fuckers that own this
company." He paused and saw Mark stop and tense. There was no movement by
anyone in the room. All eyes focused on Paul. The only noise was the hum of
computers and office sounds outside the room. "It appears from the
information presented that you are stealing from me." He wanted Kevin off
the hook. "So far you have given nothing to negate the data we have
presented. Your office computer is now out of the building and in the hands
of other people who can find even more secrets. You have a decision and we
have a decision. Do we involve the police and the legal system? With this
evidence do you realize how much the lawyer fees will be to fight this?
Michael is one of the top forensic analysts at the top forensic accounting
firm in the country." Perhaps a slight exaggeration. "Don't give me any
bullshit about you being the poor innocent. Either you ran the accounting
of this company incredibly poorly and mismanaged the accounts or you are
thief. One puts you out of job; the other puts you in jail."

All eyes, which were wide, now shifted to Mark. The silence in the room was
remarkable. He stood thinking with his eyes shut. He finally sat and put
his head in hands. Paul suspected that there were tears and he signalled no
talking from anyone. Eventually the story unfolded, a family living beyond
its means, some jealousy and feelings of superiority to Kevin

Later, Paul and John left the room. They reached an office with no one in
it. John guided Paul into it. He stood very close to him as he turned to
face him with a faint smile on his face. "You are scary. Remind me never to
upset you and never to argue with you in a court of law. I have seen few
such masterful performances in my life." He held up his hand to stop his
protest. "Earthy words when you had to get his attention. You used the
phrase that it appears that you have done this and then forced him to
refute Micheal's findings, laying out Micheal's excellent
qualifications. Brilliant. Then you outlined his stark choices. Then you
let silence take its course. I repeat brilliant. I always want you on my
side."  John was very close to Paul. He held him by the shoulders and
looked intently at him. It was quite intimate. They heard movement behind
them and John stepped back. James, Kevin and Michael were standing behind
them.

"Just congratulating Paul on a masterful performance." It was true and very
seamless.  James and Kevin concurred but both were thinking that more was
going on than that. Michael was incredibly impressed.

They had previously decided that they would not go the prosecution
route. Too expensive and time consuming. They wanted Mark gone with as
little fuss as possible, with no bad publicity for the company and nothing
to distract them from managing the company during this time of economic
downturn. Mark had left, handing in his keys, accepting that he would
return the next day to sign papers for his leaving the company. James and
Kevin would meet with him.

After Mark had left the building, they were all getting ready to leave.

Kevin turned to Michael, "Thank you so much for the excellent work that you
have done. Your report was meticulous. You must have put in a lot work in
this weekend."

"My job and not much else to do this weekend."

Kevin cocked his head. "You were excellent at the meeting but you have
seemed subdued the rest of the time. Hope all the work didn't cause any
problems?"

"Bad weekend." He had a determined, stark look on his face. Kevin paused,
his look asked for more information.

"Oh just a little personal matter. I kicked my partner out this weekend. I
caught him sampling greener pastures."

"Michael, the guy must be crazy. We have really enjoyed working with
you. You have it all."

Michael just shrugged his shoulders and sighed. "Well, it appears that Tim
doesn't share your excellent tastes." He smiled a very wry smile.

Looks were passed between Kevin and James. Kevin looked at Michael. "Join
us at the club on Friday night. I know that we are old farts compared to
you but we can have a drink and dance. Hey, you might find some stud and
get lucky." There were little chuckles and off colour comments. "We won't
take no for an answer. It's only one night." They set a time and the place
to meet, James' condo and they would all go together from there.

When James and John had left, Kevin just looked at Paul. "Paul you should
give courses. John is right; you were masterful. I hope that I learned a
lot over the last weeks and especially today. Thanks." Paul gave him a big
hug.

The next weeks seemed to fly by. He had been to Robbie's for dinner several
times and had been to several of Jason's soccer matches. He had joined the
guys and had a great time with them and Michael on Friday night. John had a
business obligation. He had some evenings with James and Matt. There had
been several events with the group of guys that John had introduced him to
and he was really enjoying his time with them. John and Paul saw each other
with the group but neither even alluded to the weekend at the cottage. Both
were still taking stock. There had been several evening events when
obviously one of the options was to pair up with someone. Paul left early
on these nights by himself. He was still thinking and none of them really
connected with him in the way he wanted, well with one exception. He didn't
want to spoil John's opportunities on these occasions; so he just left.

One night after some cards and few drinks, he was getting ready to leave as
usual when John approached him.

"You are leaving early again?"

"It's not early. It is almost midnight. Time for bed."

"No one to your liking? I have noticed that you are not choosing that
option."

"Done a lot of thinking on that subject."

"Care to elucidate me on your conclusions."

"Wow, counsellor, big words for this time of night."

"That is standard avoidance technique, on your part."

"First, I think that I may have noticed that you seem to have adopted the
same pattern, my friend." He paused looking at John. Paul continued, "Yes,
I have reached some tentative conclusions." He paused again looking as if
he were weighing his options. "Might make an interesting conversation over
a scotch of your choice at my place."

"Best invitation I've had in a while, about 3 weeks." Paul looked as if he
were calculating something.

"Let's go"

John asked for Langavulin which was becoming his favourite.

"Good choice." They chatted for a few minutes about the week.

"Paul to the subject at hand. Your thinking regarding a certain subject
...."

Paul paused obviously trying to sort his words. "John, I have come to the
conclusion that I am a one person man. If I find someone who excites me
physically but also interests me intellectually and emotionally, I don't
want to dabble. I did that in my early years and found it very
unfulfilling."

"So either you have found someone or no one in the group interests you in
that way."

"Absolutely, counsellor"

John started to chuckle which ended in a good laugh. "You really are a
piece of work. You would have made one hell of a lawyer. OK!" He paused
looking at Paul. "No one in the group interests you."

"Not my conclusion."

"Paul, we may have come to the same conclusion." They looked at each other,
wondering if the other would break the stalemate and take the lead.

Finally, Paul looked at John. He had decided to leave himself open. "Would
you like to stay the night? I'd like to show you who interests me. I only
hope .... Actually it doesn't matter whether we are on the same wave
length. I still want to show you."

"I told you earlier that I haven't done anything for 3 weeks. Since the
cottage actually. I made up my mind a couple of weeks ago. I guess we are
very slow thinkers."

"Or we have respected each others lives. I didn't want to stop you from
meeting other people if that is what you wanted."

"Paul don't be so damn selfless." John stood up. Paul tried to stand up at
the same time. John stepped forward quickly to stop him. "No! I have been
waiting for this for more than a week. I have plans."

Paul could see that John's eyes had that intense look to them. His mouth
had just the trace of a smile. John leaned over and kissed him. It was a
very intense kiss. When it ended, John let his hands slide gently over
Paul's chest and down to his pants. He ran his fingers over the significant
bulge and then finally, slowly lowered the zipper. He spread his pants open
as wide as he could. Suddenly his mouth was sucking at him through the
material. In seconds, it was totally wet showing his erection in a wet
outline.

He stopped and looked at Paul whose eyes were closed. They slowly
opened. "So far I like your plan."

John manoeuvred his pants and shorts off him and used his mouth to lick and
suck. Paul moaned a lot. His eyes really opened when John stood and slowly
took off his clothes in a strip tease. He even turned with his back to him
before he removed his shorts and then turned slowly around with his
erection bobbing with his movement. Paul could only nod in appreciation.

"Lube?"

"Right bedside table, top drawer."

"Don't move. Remember, I have plans." He returned. Paul had taken off the
rest of his clothing and he was sitting with his legs spread wide and arms
spread back against the sofa, leaving himself wide open. John was even more
excited by the sight. Standing in front of Paul, he put a lot in himself
and then on Paul. He then knelt over Paul and put his cock at the entrance
and sat down, letting just the head enter himself. He stayed and put his
hands down and behind, stroking Paul's cock below the head and his
balls. Again Paul's eyes closed in pleasure and he whimpered. Without
warning, John sat down all the way quickly with a gasp of pure
pleasure. John's eyes were closed engrossed in the wonderful feelings that
were travelling through him. He felt Paul reach up and pull his head down
into a kiss. Eyes now open, they looked at each other for a long time.

Paul spoke first. "I dreamt about you last week. It was a very sexual
dream. The feelings were not as exquisite as this but I woke up very
messy." He pushed the head slightly more into John and smiled.

"Several times in the last weeks, in the words of someone I know, I had to
take action so I could sleep. You were the star of my very vivid
scenarios." John contracted his muscles around Paul's pulsing erection.

They were both processing what the other had revealed and what it
meant. John reacted first and started to move up and down. That was all it
took. They were engaged. There were hands on chests, nipples. There were
cries of pleasure and pain as they pinched and sucked each other. Paul's
hand found the lube and then John's very erect cock. He started to tease
the head and used his fist to stroke him. Paul followed John's rhythms,
fast, slow, hard, long or short. Both lost track of time. At last, Paul
yelled that he was close and John replied that he was as well. Suddenly,
John, breathing hard, shot out his first shot onto Paul's stomach. The
contractions pushed Paul into his orgasm. He had tingles in his legs and
groin and then bolts of pleasure. John could feel Paul shooting into
him. The both wondered why they were always breathless after they
finished. John collapsed into Paul's arms around his body. When Paul
finally softened and came out, John sat back on his legs and took in the
sight. There was semen on himself, on Paul's stomach and some had come out
of John onto Paul's legs.

"What a wonderful mess! I am always fascinated by the sight. I hope that
you don't find that strange."

Paul held up his hand on which he had a lot of John's cum and licked it
clean. Then he kissed John. "I hope that answers your question."

"Actions do speak louder than words. Let's just climb into bed. I'll get a
washcloth while you close up."

John cleaned Paul up and Paul did the honours for John. They lay in the
after glow of a surprising evening of revelations to each other. Tomorrow
would be soon enough to sort through it all. They slept touching each other
and woke the next morning with John's arms around Paul. Each were hard but
they agreed to get up, have breakfast and talk.

Paul broached the subject. "I guess we said some important, surprising
things last night. Well said in words and actions."

"If you are asking if there are any regrets, there are none for me. I
certainly didn't want to damage a friendship but I hope that this makes it
deeper and more complex."

"Counsellor, you do have a way with words. Can we go slowly and carefully
for a while? I need to feel my way through my complex family."

"That still sounds like a commitment to me. I like it. Can I just get all
the expectations on the table? You don't like to dabble. You are the one
with a way with words as well. I assume you don't want a partner who
dabbles."

"John that is up to you. I don't want to tie you down if that is not your
style but yes, I want to know the limits so that there are no
misunderstandings. Your friendship is too valuable to me."

"I came to my conclusions a couple of weeks ago. That is why I raised the
topic last night. You and me only, until one of us wants something
else. Are you going to tell your family and I know that involves Kevin and
James as well? You, by the way, are a very lucky man."

"This conversation makes me even luckier.  With your permission, in my own
time and way to the family. I suspect that Kevin and James have an inkling
and they may very well say things to Robbie." John nodded his
agreement. "Want to seal the deal?"

"You really are a horny bugger!"

"You bring out the best in me."

The deal was sealed in a time honoured way over the next hour. It was slow
but very intense. John stayed the weekend. After John left on Sunday night,
Paul stood in front of the wonderful picture of him and Brian. There were
tears of sadness but more of happiness. "Thank you, love, for making this
possible. I still think of you everyday. Miss you."


Author's Note

There is one chapter left. It is written but the work of proofreading is a
slow process. Stay tuned for the conclusion.

If you liked this story, you might want to read the others that I have
published on Nifty. In particular, Unexpected Change has had the most
positive comments; one of my favourites is Getting My Act Together.

Unexpected Change, Nifty, College, April 16, 2011
Friendship, Nifty, Adult Friends, May 20, 2011
Surprising Last Year at University, Nifty, College, June 9, 2011
Murder Changed My Life, Nifty, Beginnings, July 8, 2011
What is Love?, Nifty, Beginnings, August 31, 2011
Getting My Act Together, Nifty, Adult-Friends, November 10, 2011
Surprised, Nifty, Adult-Friends, January 14, 2012
Surprised Eric and Dave, Beginnings, February 10, 2012
Surprised Graham and Robert, Nifty, Adult-Friends, March 22, 2012