Date: Wed, 27 Jun 2012 02:55:47 -0400
From: Jesse Jesse <gmmac1987@hotmail.com>
Subject: Being Seen, Pt 3

In one fluid movement Seth had wrapped lithe arms around me, pulled me into
him, and lain back onto the smooth floor of the rock cliff. I allowed my
hand to wonder, feeling his chest and abdomen through the cotton shirt he
had on, and then making my way toward his chin and face. Suddenly I felt
tears well in my eyes. Seth, sensing something amiss, brought my face
toward his. "What's wrong? Have I done something, have I said something?" I
found myself smiling through teary eyes. "No. You've done nothing wrong.
Actually, you've done everything right. That's what's so wonderful about
it. Seth you're the first person in such a long time that's actually seen
me, just me. Unless I've mentioned it, you've never pressed and prodded me
for details or made hateful remarks about my parents' fighting. You've only
ever just seen me. I don't mean to sound selfish, but do you know how
wonderful that is? Some people live out their lives feeling like they're
always under an older sibling's shadow, or a friend's accomplishments. My
life has been overshadowed by my parents' divorce. Hell, I even had one of
my best friends ask me yesterday what I thought would happen to my mom and
dad's money, once the divorce was final. He couldn't be bothered to ask me
how I was feeling. Just like everyone else, he's too busy wondering about
the scandal." Green eyes seemed to peer into my soul. "Jesse I told you, I
know what it's like. I know how you feel. I may not be able to change the
rest of the world, but I'll be damned if I'm gonna turn around and treat
you the same way I was when I was younger." I pressed my lips to his again.
"And that's why I've grown to love you." Seth returned the kiss, this time
allowing his tongue to trace my lips again. For what seemed like ages we
lay together, watching the sun rise that morning. Finally, after the sun
had risen high into the sky and brightened the valley below, Seth suggested
we make our way back to the river house.

	The trip back down the ridge seemed far shorter than the climb
up. Indeed, I felt as though I were going to float off the back of Milly as
we wound our way through the narrow trail down the mountain. Seth seemed to
be in higher spirits than usual himself as, once we'd arrived home, he
hummed and clanged his way through the kitchen making breakfast. Later in
the afternoon a car horn sounded as Grandpa's truck came rumbling down the
road. He smiled brightly as he pulled into the yard. "Well, you're looking
well fella!" I found myself smiling giddily, but in the back of my mind the
matter of mine and Seth's kiss lingered. I wasn't too sure how Grandpa
would take this news. He was pretty old-fashioned after all. He stayed with
us into the afternoon and shared lunch by the river. He chuckled as he
munched on his sandwich. "Damned if even a peanut butter sandwich don't
taste better in the outdoors. I was a fool for not moving in this little
house years ago, but your grandmother wouldn't have it. By the way Seth,
how's Ryan?" The look on Seth's face shocked me. The sandwich he'd been
eating fell onto the blanket he'd spread onto the ground. I couldn't decide
if it was more of humiliation or panic, or maybe a little of both. Finally
he mumbled a "fine" and stuffed his mouth with the sandwich he'd hastily
picked up. Grandpa seemed to have realized something I hadn't as he
stood. "Well, that should be something to talk about after while. Didn't
realize you hadn't yet. I guess I'd best be going." Surprised and
bewildered by what had just transpired, I followed Grandpa to the truck.
"Gramps won't you stay with us for a little while longer? You're leaving
awfully sudden." Grandpa smiled as he turned and hugged me. "No, I've just
remembered something that need's taking care of. I'll be back out in a
couple of days. Jesse I'm so glad you're happier. We've been so worried
about you, your grandmother and me. I don't know what Seth's doing, but I
hope he keep's it up!" And with that he was gone. When I returned Seth
still seemed edgy about something. I sat beside him, resting my head on his
shoulder. "Well, don't know what that was about, but he sure left in a
hurry!" Seth's face grew very serious. He studied me for a moment, and when
he spoke the serious tone of his voice took me by surprise. "Jesse there's
something I need to tell you, something I'm not sure how you're going to
react to. I should have told you before now, but I just couldn't find the
right time. It's about the person your grandfather called Ryan."

	My stomach began to churn. I began to feel ill. This was it. After
we'd kissed and I'd spilled my guts to him, he was gonna tell me that Ryan
was a boyfriend, or maybe even someone he'd married in another state. I
felt my eyes begin to sting, but I clenched my jaw and readied myself for
what I believed was going to be the worst. "Jesse Ryan's been a part of my
life now for four years. He's the best thing that's ever happened to
me. He's a miracle I didn't expect......" "Oh Seth, why don't you just say
it. Don't drag this on and make me suffer. I should've known someone like
you was too good to be true. Just tell me how long you two have been
dating, and that I need to know that that kiss was just something to make
me feel better about myself." Tears streamed down my eyes and my face
burned red. Hurt and surprisingly angered, I just wanted to hear this and
be done with it. Seth stared at me in shock for a moment, a look of hurt on
his own face. "Jesse Ryan isn't someone I'm dating or a boyfriend or
something. Ryan is my son.............." A sickening feeling washed over
me, threatening to make me ill on the spot as I realized what Seth had just
told me. "Your.....your son?" "Yes, Ryan is my son." "I....I didn't know
you had a son. You....you didn't...." "Well, like I said, I waited for the
right time, but it just never seemed to come. " Again tears stung my eyes,
but not from hurt. A red hot feeling of shame and foolishness ran through
me. "Seth I'm so sorry. Really, I'm so, so sorry! Oh Seth, please forgive
me. How......when.....where is he?" Seth smiled a weak smile. "He lives
with his mother. We met a few years ago. I never liked her. She was a bitch
then, and still is. But when you're drunk as hell and feeling low, a woman
offering to get into bed with you don't seem like such a bad idea. It's
still kinda amazing to me how one night changed everything. She came crying
to me not long after that, telling me she was pregnant. At first she
threatened to get an abortion and all kinds of stupid stuff, unless I kept
her up. Even though I'd never even seen my son yet, I knew I'd do whatever
it took to take care of him, and I did. Worked three jobs, quit college,
all just to see to her every whim. That's how I met your grandpa, looking
for those odd jobs. When Ryan was born she took off to the other end of the
state. I see him a few weeks every so many months along. Jesse I' m so
sorry. I should have told you before now. I feel like an ass for it, but I
just couldn't figure out how to go about it."

	Suddenly, despite all I'd just been told and was trying to process,
I felt myself begin to smile. I didn't know if it was for the love I felt
for the man beside me or for pure, unadulterated relief at what his news
had really turned out to be. All I knew was that I didn't care. Reaching
over, I placed a tender kiss on his lips as I tried to joke. "So, you're a
father, huh? I think that's kinda sexy." A mischievous grin spread across
Seth's face. "Well, you know, I've been told that a few times before." "Oh
yeah? Well, has anyone ever done anything about it, anything like this?"
Seth gasped as my hand made contact with the crotch of his jeans and began
rubbing his groin. Despite never having done anything with another guy, I
found myself smiling impishly at the reaction I was getting. "Did anyone
ever tell you what a turn on you are 'Daddy?' Cause, you know, I think
you're a real turn-on!" Something between a groan and a growl rumbled
through Seth's half-parted lips. I took this as my cue. One hand snaked up
under his shirt while the other rubbed and massaged his groin. My fingers
traced a thin trail of hair that ran all the way from his waist to his
chest. Finally I pulled my hands out from his shirt and began unbuttoning
from the bottom up. The sight that unfolded before me was breathtaking.
Seth was, just as I'd imagined, muscular and fit. Though his arms had a
"farmer's tan," his stomach was paler and more natural, and for me this was
all the more sexy. I allowed my hands to explore the muscular body splayed
before me. Seth writhed and tensed against the roaming hand that explored
and massaged his body. I found myself lightheaded at what I was
experiencing.  I'd never touched another guy in a manner like this before
in my life, and the sensual electricity that shot through my limbs at the
mere touch of Seth's skin under my hand practically drove me insane.
Finally any reservations I had were overcome by the sheer erotic tension I
was feeling from Seth's hot skin under my hand and his heavy breathing, and
I through all caution to the wind as I found the button to his jeans. I
fumbled for only a second with the buttons, and finally, ever-pressed and
encouraged by the overwhelming passion I felt, gave one surprisingly strong
tug and brought button and zipper both popping off and shooting into the
grass several feet away. Seth lay gaping speechless at what he'd just
witnessed, but my attention had focused elsewhere. The fly of his jeans
being unbound, it had come bulging, practically springing, out, bound now
by only a thin, sheer layer of cotton.

	It was massive. There was no other way to describe the sight before
me. Even not completely hard, Seth's dick was a good eight inches, and
still growing. How it strained against the thin cotton that held it
captive. I allowed my hands to trace the elastic band of Seth's underwear,
feeling the treasure trail of hair that brushed through my fingers. It
seemed with each touch of my hand his cock grew stiff and longer until
finally the head began to peek from beneath the elastic band. I paused for
a second to admire the beauty before me before allowing myself to press
on. But as I reached for the elastic band, my breath bated at what lay
beneath, a rough hand grabbed mine. Seth's green eyes were suddenly filled
with tears. "Jesse I can't let you do this. It's wrong. I'm 26 years old,
and you're still just a teenager. Do you know what would happen if someone
caught us? I'm so sorry I've let this go on this long. I should have
stopped you long before now." I found my own voice quivering, my body
shaking, as I replied, but the words that came spilling out of my soul
surprised even me. "Seth I don't care what anyone else thinks. I'm not
worried about the rest of the world, and if you're that worried, I can keep
a secret till I die. All I know is what I feel right now, here, just you
and me together. Oh Seth, I love you! I know it sounds cheesy, and maybe
even childish, but I honestly do love you. I feel more love for you than
anyone I've ever know, because you've shown more love to me than anyone
else. You've not just given me words, but you've shown me love. Seth,
please, please let me show you how I feel. I need you to know how I feel."
Seth's eyes, though still very serious, softened and I felt rough,
calloused hands begin to caress my cheeks. He stared at me intently for
what seemed an unbearable eternity, saying nothing, but his actions that
followed spoke everything I needed to hear. Lifting himself ever so
slightly, he pulled his underwear and jeans off one swift motion , never
losing eye contact with me. Though half laying on my side, I found myself
swaying at the sight before. This tall, muscled stud lay sprawled before
me, his scruffy chest heaving with lust and anticipation, a cock I guess to
easily be ten inches standing fully erect, waiting to be loved.

	Though for that momentary lapse I lost all composure, I wasted no
time in attempting with everything I could give to show him just what I
felt for him. Taking in his masculine smell, I all but buried my face in
his groin. Beginning with his balls, I lapped and licked my way around his
groin, sucking and caressing each ball. Though I'd never had any sexual
experience, from what I imagined to be pleasurable and the moans and groans
my attention was drawing from Seth, I surmised that I was doing something
enjoyable. I licked all around his cock, even licking and loving the
insides of his legs. I lapped and worked my way from his waist up his
abdomen to each nipple, sucking and loving, and finally when I'd covered
every inch of his middle, I began making my way back to the throbbing boner
waiting on my attention. I had no more than encircled the head of Seth's
cock with my lips than he gasped and moan wildly. His hand found my hair
and began entwining themselves in it. At first a slight worry crossed my
mind that he would become so overwhelmed that he might try to force the
situation, but even in all his pleasure, he was gentle. As I slurped and
sucked, his hands simply wound themselves through locks of my hair as he
gasped and softly called my name. I didn't know how long I loved and cared
for his throbbing cock, though I still remember it being so large that more
than once I caught myself almost gagging. Finally, however, I felt him
tense and begin to stiffen, but before he could have a chance to blow I
pulled away. At first he seemed confused by my pulling away, but as he
stared into my eyes for a moment he realized what I desired. "All right
baby." At first I thought Seth was being cute and playing payback for
ripping his jeans, as he literally pulled my shirt apart at the seams and
practically ripped my jeans and underwear from my body. But as he shuddered
while laying back upon the soft grass and I straddled his abs to mount, I
realized that, though he had tried to be strong and deny it, he desired
this as much as me. It was only as I sat straddled across his stomach that
I truly realized how inexperienced I was. It was at this point that I had
no clue what to do. Oh sure, I knew the basic idea, so to speak, but
otherwise, nothing. Seth seemed to realize this as well as he smiled at
me. "Spit." He chuckle softly at the look I gave him. "In your hand, spit
and then lube me up. I'm pretty big, so this will hurt at first anyway. We
don't want you feeling any more pain than you already will." Spitting
several times, I lathered Seth's massive, throbbing cock up and down and
rubbed his own precum all over the shaft. Finally when his cock was
slippery and wet, Seth took me by the waist and lifted me slightly to
position me to mount him.

	Never in my life had I experienced the pain those first few moments
brought as Seth gently worked his way into me, and this was what surprised
me most of all. Though he went ever so slow and gently, the sheer size of
his cock made me feel as though I were being split in two from my ass
up. Stopping momentarily at the whimper I couldn't hide, his face became
serious again. "Are you all right? Are you sure you want this?" Though in
one sense I felt like I was dying, my reply was sure. "I need this!" "Just
relax baby. The more you relax, easier it will be." Though I was still in
pain, I forced myself to follow Seth's guidance and began to try my
damnedest to relax. Though it took a while, eventually Seth was right. As
he began a slow rhythm, I began to feel pleasure, minute at first, but
growing until I became practically delirious. Ever gentle, Seth kept a slow
rhythm, never trying to force himself or think only of his own pleasure. As
we went on he whispered to me, his green eyes sparkling brilliantly.
Finally came that most pleasurable, wonderful moment when our bodies and
souls connected, experiencing as much pleasure as either of us could stand,
and with one great gasp from me and a might groan from Seth, he came
flooding within me and I came all over both our stomachs, eventually
collapsing onto him. The smile that shone down onto me made all the pain
I'd felt in those first fleeting moments worth every second. I knew
instantly that I'd do it all over again. Strong arms encircled my smaller
body and spooned me into his chest. Tender lips planted kissed in my hair
and across my forehead. As we lay staring up into the sky it dawned on me
that the evening had waned around us into twilight, the stars glistening
overhead. Though nothing separated us from the ground beneath us, I was
amazed at how comfortable I felt in the cradle of Seth's body and the soft
grass. Somewhere in the distance an owl hooted softly. The water from the
river whispered its soft song until finally I found myself being lulled
almost to sleep. Seth moved slightly to reach for the blanket that had lain
next to us through the evening and draped it over us both. As the sounds of
the early southern summer's night made their chorus of a comforting
lullaby, I found myself drifting to sleep. Never in my life had I slept so
soundly, nor had I felt so safe.