Date: Thu, 24 Oct 2002 14:59:54 -0400
From: Lee Mariner <mariner23502@hotmail.com>
Subject: Christopher(Chris) #6

CHRISTOPHER(CHRIS)
By
Lee Mariner

October 2002

DISCLAIMER: This story is intended for adult reading and involved homosexual
acts. All characters are fictional and in no way related to any person or
persons living or deceased. IF YOU ARE OF LEGAL AGE TO BE READING THIS STORY
OR YOU DO NOT APPROVE OF SUCH MATERIAL, PLEASE LEAVE.

DO NOT ENGAGE IN UNPROTECTED SEX, IT CAN BE LIFE THREATENING.

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Copyright: October 2002 - Author: Lee Mariner - All Rights are Reserved.

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Chapter #6 - The Future

Sleeping with Chris was like sleeping with a restless puppy. He may have
thought he wanted to sit up and talk but almost at the moment his head hit
the pillow he was gone.  During the night he kneed me in a rather sensitive
area but then he would cuddle closer.

I'm not sure when I fell off too sleep but I awoke to the buzz of my bedside
alarm clock and Chris reaching over me trying to turn it off. Rolling and
leaning backwards I slapped the switch turning it off and him laying half on
and half off my chest.

"Good morning." I said kissing his forehead. "Sleep well?"

"Better then I have in a long time." He said coquettishly, his brown eyes
gleaming. Scooting a little closer and laying his leg over mine he caressed
my hardening nipples rolling them with the palm of his hand his lips
tantalizingly close to mine.

Pressing his hard cock against my hip, he ran his fingers over my rib cage
sending a shiver through me and I inhaled quickly almost gasping at the
sensation. His lips were soft but not demanding as we kissed gently and he
pulled my hips tighter too him.

His heart rate and mine were increasing, our breathing becoming heavier as
desire for each other built inside of us and he squeezed my raging hardon
tight, his eyes searching mine. Sliding on top he gently rotated his hips
rolling his hard cock over mine in the softness of our combined thick pubic
hair.

Sliding his hands and arms under my shoulders Chris pulled himself tighter
lowering his body on mine, his eyes shining, his hips rotating, thrusting
his hard cock against mine. An ecstatic burning sensation increased in my
loins from the friction, my hips responding meeting and joining Chris's
erotic movements.

Locking his legs with mine and holding him tight, we rotated our hips with
increasing intensity. Our muscles rippling, tightening and flowing like
those of a racehorse driving for the finish line in a euphoric fog of
desire.

Groaning loudly and arching his back, Chris drove his pelvis against mine in
a crushing thrust his hot sperm spilling between us. With each spasm of his
throbbing cock, his hips jerked slapping his balls against mine sending me
over the edge a split second after his cataclysmic eruption and I grabbed
his ass cheeks driving upwards against him.

I could feel the hot magma of life boiling in my nuts as they tightened,
exploding in a volcanic eruption in a steady stream mixing with the cream
that erupted from within Chris and an almost unending river.

I sucked air deep in my lungs gasping, my muscles tightening at the
intensity and I felt his rapid heart beat matching mine, breathing in short
gasps.

Slowly the warmth of the sexual afterglow flowed over us and we both
relaxed, Chris laying his head on the pillow next to mine still on top of
me, his smooth body like warm velvet.

We lay quietly for several minutes the only sound in the room the tick of
the bedside clock combined with the feel of his heart beating as he breathed
softly.

"I haven't done that since I was your age Chris. I said running my fingers
up and down his spine.

"Did you do it with a pillow like I did Charlie? I did it that way when I
was alone wishing it was someone like you."

"You won't be doing it that way anymore Chris but we better get cleaned up
or we might wind up cemented together and besides that, I need to piss."

"That would be okay with me but your right, I do too." He said rolling off
of me.

Both of us were covered with sperm and it was starting to liquefy and run
down into our pubic hair and we both still had half hard cocks from the
urgent need to empty swollen bladders.

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After we relieved ourselves and showered, I put on my robe and went into the
kitchen area while Chris moved his clothes into the smaller bedroom. I put
on a pot of coffee and while it was making thought about things I would have
to do if I was going too adopt Chris. He came in wearing my other bathrobe,
his face shining, while I was pouring orange juice.

"What are we going to do today Charlie?" He asked sitting on one of the
stools around the counter.

"We are meeting Lance this afternoon but first I have to go in too my office
before we do that. You, I am afraid, will have to stay here until I finish
up at work so I can take time off. You might want to go through the things
you brought with you while I'm gone and we can get an idea of what you
need."

"That won't take long, going through what I brought I mean." He said
drinking his juice looking a little downcast.

Moving too the front of the counter where Chris was sitting, I took a stool
next to his glancing up at the clock on the wall, it was almost 8AM. I had
plenty of time before the bank opened. Reaching out for Chris, I pulled him
too me holding him between my legs my arms around his waist. He had a puppy
dog look in his eyes but they twinkled a little as he moved closer pushing
his groin into mine putting his arms around my neck and I could feel his
cock hardening jabbing into my nuts like a steel javelin.

"Christopher." I said huskily, my cock hardening, swelling at the touch of
his in my crotch.. "You are a sexy devil and you aren't helping me think
about things we need to get done."

"It's your fault Charlie, holding me like you are. I can't help it if you
make me horny." He said teasingly and then sliding his hand down between us
squeezing his cock and mine together, leaning in and kissing me.

I would have been easy to take him in my arms and carry him into the bedroom
or lay with him on the couch but I took his face between my hands looking
into his eyes.

"Chris baby, we have a lifetime ahead of us to love each other but right now
there is so much we have to do and only a short time to do it in. I've got
to make arrangements with my job to take time off and then get in touch with
Lloyd my lawyer. He will want to meet you after I tell him what we want. You
are going to meet people and you will have to be careful about what you say.
Answer Lloyd truthfully but be careful about what others you meet might ask.
Last night you did great with Lance but there are others like him, some
worse. Lance is okay but he is a gossip and inclined to embellish things he
hears.  There might be some snide remarks made about you being so young and
living with me and there are people that won't or don't want too understand
that and make nasty remarks about us. You haven't been around people that
enjoy making you uncomfortable just for the fun of it. Most of what they say
is jealousy but some can really get mean.  I don't want to lose you Chris
but until we legally belong together it could happen if you aren't careful.
Do you understand what I'm saying?"

"I guess so Charlie. It's just that no one has ever treated me like you have
and I guess I'm afraid I'll lose you." He said moving back from me, closing
his robe.

"No." I said standing up I put my arms around him again kissing his
forehead. "We won't lose each other Chris. It's like you said, God brought
us together because we belong with each other, too each other." I said
softly. "But I didn't fall in love with you for this Chris." I said, feeling
his cock through his robe. "I fell in love with you for you."

"That's the way I feel Charlie." Chris whispered, his head against my chest.
"I'll be ready when you get back and I won't be any trouble, I promise."

Laughing, I lifted his head looking into his eyes, "Don't go celibate on me
Chris, a little trouble is always fun at the right time. There is dry cereal
in the cabinet next to the fridge. There is plenty of O/J and milk so you
eat something before I get back, I won't be gone long."

Chris was munching on a bowl of Bran Flakes when I finished dressing. The
look on his face told me he wasn't crazy about dry cereal.

"We'll go too the store later and stock up on some groceries after we finish
up with Lance. I'm not much on breakfast and most of my eating is out."

"We can still do that Charlie." He said his face lighting up.

"Not if we are going to set up a household we can't. I know a little bit
about cooking even though I don't do much of it and you young man are going
to start learning how to take care of your room." I said kissing him lightly
on the lips.

"Jeez, talking like a father and I'm not even adopted yet."

"You will be and there is nothing like getting a head start. Don't forget to
go through your things and please, don't answer the telephone or open the
door while I'm gone." I said.

"Yes sir." He said throwing me a mock salute as I left.

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It only took about 15 minutes and I was parking in the banks underground
garage. Clyde the elevator operator/security man recognized me with his
usual greeting.

"Good morning Mr. Mercer. Did you have a good weekend?"

"Yes I did Clyde, how about yourself?  Take me up to Mr. Hollingsworth's
floor if you don't mind." I said, not waiting for his answer since it was
usually an automatic response in the affirmative, Clyde was pretty tight
lipped.

There were the usual good mornings and nods as I passed people on the way
too Clarence David Hollingsworth's office. He was my immediate superior and
a sort of mentor. We had grown friendly during several meetings after I
joined the bank and he was eventually influential in my being transferred
from an outlying branch too the main office.

Clarence was senior vice-president for finance and real estate and everyone
in his immediate circle called him CD. He was an imposing man in his 50's, a
little over 6' with silvery gray hair and piercing blue eyes. He was married
with 2 daughters and an extremely handsome & charismatic son a year or two
younger then me. I had met Earl Hollingsworth on a social level at several
business functions and I had my suspicions about him but that was as far as
it went. Some of his questions and looks were a little too personal and
since we both worked for his father that was reason enough not to become too
friendly with him. Sometimes I had the feeling that CD and I got along so
well because he may have suspected his son was gay and probably thought the
same of me since I was not married and lived alone even though I had
escorted Elizabeth Grant his secretary too several bank functions.

It surprised me when he recommended me for the position of junior
vice-president over his son and I had the feeling Earl resented me for it,
another reason for not being too friendly with him. If he was gay or not, I
didn't need that sword hanging over my head. Not if I wanted to stay with
the bank for very long. I didn't know it then but Earl would have an
influence on my career that almost destroyed it.

Elizabeth Grant, a stunningly beautiful young lady with dark silky brown
hair and searching brown eyes was CD's secretary and we both knew each
other's stories. We had gone out several times out of a mutual need for
appearances and on our second "date" she expressed her suspicions by asking
me if I was gay. When I admitted I was she told me she had suspected it
since I didn't try and hit on her and she told me she was a lesbian. We
became fast friends after that and escorted each other whenever there was a
need and it helped us both.

"Good morning Charles. He is inside but Earl is with him, be careful, I
think he is hung over." She said softly as she pushed CD's intercom button.
"Mr. Mercer to see you Mr. Hollingsworth."

"Send him in Elizabeth. Will you see if there is some coffee in the
storeroom please? I seem to be out and I'm sure Charles would like some."

"Yes sir, right away." Elizabeth answered, wrinkling her nose at me as I
passed her, opening CD's office door.

CD's office was large and airy with one wall of glass windows looking down
over the city from 14 floors up. There was a large desk strategically placed
at one end with a full credenza behind it built into the wall with bookcases
on either side. A wet bar with overstuffed leather chairs and a couch at the
other end and a private bathroom, all of the perks of being a Senior V/P.

Earl was sitting at one of the three chairs in front of his father's desk
but he didn't get up or look in my direction as I entered but CD did,
walking around his desk towards me.

"Good morning Charlie, Sorry about no coffee but we should have a pot as
soon as Elizabeth brings us some. How was your weekend?  I went over your
last quarter's figures over the weekend, really great. Your report shows an
8.2% increase and that should make the board happy, have a seat."
CD was always like a machine gun and spoke in a steady monotone when he
started but his eyes never left your face, watching for a reaction.

"Good morning Earl." I said sitting in a chair one removed from him,
receiving only a nod. "You should take a weekend off CD instead of going
over boring reports. I hope I'm not interrupting anything."

"Not at all Charlie, Earl was just leaving." He said looking at his son.
"Try and get those transfer reports too me by noon will you Earl? I need
them for the board meeting this afternoon."

Earl replied almost wearily, "yes sir" as he left and I detected a
disdainful glance when he passed me.

Being civil with someone that obviously did not like me was difficult but
bank politics dictated it. "If I can help you out Earl, give me a buzz."

"I think I can manage Mercer, I wouldn't want to take you away from anything
important that Dad needs for his board meeting." He almost sneered over his
shoulder and all but slamming the door behind him.

CD looked as if he was in a mild shock listening too and watching his son
leave. "Damn Charlie, I apologize for that. I don't know what's gotten into
Earl lately, its as if I don't know him anymore."

"No need to apologize CD, Earl's probably tired and maybe he still hasn't
fully gotten over his mother's death."

"No Charlie, it's not that. If I thought it was I'd see about getting him
grief counseling. Ethel has been gone over 2 years now and the girls are
doing fine, at least they seem to be. No, I don't' think it is that, it's
something else but he won't talk with me anymore."

"Give him time CD, he'll come around."
"I hope so Charlie but you didn't come too see me about Earl. How can I help
you, got a problem?"

The quick jump from one thing too another was one of the reasons CD was a
Senior V/P. He could see, analyze and resolve a problem quickly. He noticed
Earl's demeanor and detected the sarcasm in his voice when he replied to my
offer. Apologizing quickly with a short explanation, he moved on.

"No problems in my department CD. With your permission, I would like to take
the rest of the week off. There isn't anything pressing right now and
Whittaker, my assistant, can handle anything that might come up. There are a
couple of personal items that I need to take care of that will be easier if
I don't try and do while working. I'm not going to be out of town so
Whittaker can get in touch with me if he has to or I could call in every now
and then."

"If you say Whittaker can handle it Charlie that's good enough. Is there
anything we can help you with?"

That's the way CD would put it, speaking in the third person meaning he was
available if needed.

"Thanks for the offer CD." I said standing up. "Maybe later after I see how
things work out. I appreciate the time off. I'll check with Whittaker on my
way out and let him know he can call if he has to but he should be all
right.  Elizabeth can call me too if you need me for anything."

CD got up from behind his desk and walked with me too his office door. "Call
if we can help Charlie." He said just as Elizabeth came in carrying a can of
Maxwell coffee. "Elizabeth, just in time. Charlie is taking the rest of the
week off. Whittaker will be handling his department while he is gone."

"I'll make a note of it Mr. Hollingsworth. How long will you be gone Mr.
Mercer?" She asked a twinkle in her eye.

"I'll be back next Monday. Call me if anything should come up that Whittaker
has a problem with but I'm going to stop in my office before I leave."

"Enjoy the week." She said taking the coffee too the wet bar.

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Brett Whittaker was my assistant but his real title was Office Manager and
at 25 he was proving to be a real asset. He had graduated from Harvard --cum
laude-- with a Masters in Finance and Accounting. He had blond hair and gray
eyes behind designer glasses that enhanced rather then detracted from his
clean cut appearance and he dressed impeccably in tailored business suits
made to show, in a very subtle way, his solid build. He had the air of a
competent and confident young man that knew what he wanted and his ability
to get it without being arrogant, I liked him.

He would always see me come in the office but unlike some others he didn't
make a show of greeting or looking busy for my benefit. When he saw me walk
in, he waited a few minutes until after I had entered my office before
coming in with a folder.

"Good morning Mr. Mercer."

"Charlie-- Brett, I've asked you to call me Charlie when we are in my
office. Would you ask Koleen to bring in some coffee, first and then we can
go over a few things? I'm taking the rest of the week off."

Brett stepped outside and asked Koleen my secretary to bring us the coffee.
We talked about a few contracts that were in the works that he could handle
without me and when Koleen came in I gave her the same information asking
her to stay.  In her usual efficient way, she made several notes while we
were talking.

"That should cover it Brett, if anything comes up or you have any questions
you can call me on my cell phone." I said.

"What about signatures if they are needed?" Koleen asked.

"Anything routine, Brett can handle Koleen. If you should have a closeout,
Mr. Hollingsworth will have to sign off on it."

"C.D. Hollingsworth?" Brett asked grinning slightly.

"Of course CD." I said returning his grin. "If there is nothing else, I have
a couple of calls too make."

After they left, I called Lloyd Weber's office and his secretary told me he
was in court and she didn't expect him back in the office until some time
after lunch. I asked her to let him know I had called and I'd call him back
later in the afternoon before 5PM.

An outside line was flashing on my phone and then Koleen's voice came over
my intercom, "Mr. Mercer, there is a Mr. Spencer on line 2. He said he was
your tailor and needed to speak with you about a fitting?"

"I'll take it Koleen, thanks." I said punching the lit button. "When did you
become my tailor Lance?"

"Ever since I measured your big dick lover." He whispered." What time were
you and Chris coming in today?"

"Around 1 o'clock this afternoon. Why are you whispering?"

"Because I'm using the phone at the cashier's counter and I have a problem."

"Don't you usually but what are you doing at work? I thought you weren't
supposed to go in until this afternoon? It's only 11:30." I said glancing at
my watch.
"Because fuzzy nuts is breaking my balls and called me in for a meeting.
They want to set up a collegiate show, I'll tell you about it later. Can you
come in about 2 or 2:30PM? We should be finished by then. I won't get any
lunch but he doesn't care if we starve." He whispered so low I almost didn't
hear him.

Lance had a way of getting overly excited when things did not follow a set
down pattern but he was a hell of a men's clothing salesman.

"Don't get your circuits overloaded Lance, Chris and I'll be there later. We
will bring you a sandwich if you want." I offered.

"A couple of hot sausages, no mustard would be nice. You can stick one in my
ass while I eat the other. I gotta go see you." He said hanging up before I
could answer.

It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out what he meant by a couple of
sausages and not just one. Lance was never really subtle when it came to
something he wanted.

Glancing at my wristwatch again, it was almost 11:45. Pushing the intercom
button for Elizabeth's desk, she answered sexily, "Yes Charles. You haven't
left yet?"

"Not yet 'Liz but just about to. Are you busy?"

"CD recorded a few letters he needs typed, why?"

"I was thinking that if you didn't have plans for lunch we could meet at
Lindy's. We haven't been there in awhile and I'm free until 2:30."

"I'd like that. CD is going upstairs for a board luncheon and I should be
able to meet you in an hour if that's okay?"

"See you then." I said, hanging the phone up but wondering about how she
would take meeting Chris.

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