Date: Sat, 3 Dec 2016 03:18:25 +0000
From: cullen s <swimmer36@live.com>
Subject: Falling in Love at Christmas - Chapter 1 - A Familiar Stranger this Way Cums

Greetings Gentlemen.  Thank you all for the comments.  I'm glad you've
enjoyed it so far.  I wanted it to be known that Walker Hills is the name
I've made up; any resemblance to a real town is purely coincidental.  I
also wanted it known that every chapter may or may not have a sex scene,
but I work hard to try to have one.  Here is Chapter 1.  Please share any
comments good or bad; I can take it.  Please continue to support Nifty.
It's nice to have a place to read the stories. – Jeff

Falling in Love at Christmas


Chapter 1
A Familiar Stranger this Way Cums

It only took Luke a week to make his return move to the North Georgia
Mountains of Walker Hills.  The rapid move surprised even him since he's a
planner and likes to know how, why, and when things are going to happen.
He's always tried to control his life around him, but the break-up has even
thrown him out of whack.

He rented out his apartment fully furnished to a couple of friends.  They
needed a place quickly, so he offered them his place.  Luke has been
surprised with this move; he's moved several times, and there has always
been hiccups, but this move went smoothly, like it was meant to happen.

He drives up the curvy road entering the city limits.  He has a strange
feeling inside his stomach, so he takes a deep breath and prepares himself
for this new journey in his life.  He notices the city sign as he drives;
it says, "Welcome to Walker Hills, A Community in the Hills."  He has
always appreciated the attempt by the community members to treat everyone
like family; it's not a perfect community, but they work hard to be a
healthy one.  There is one thing for certain you can expect from the
community is their love for Christmas; everything's going to be decorated
even the welcome sign.  For Luke, it's like coming home.  He smiles and
chuckles as he remembers the decorated sign at Christmas so vividly; it's
the first time he's smiled and laugh since the breakup

It doesn't take him long to reach the main city.  There is one main site
where all the businesses are located; they refer to this as the main
square.  It makes up one big square where City Hall makes up the center
area.  The homes are located on the roads leading in and out of the city.
Luke drives slowly enjoying the Christmas scenery.  He remembers his past
well.  He played in everyone's home.  Walker Hills was his home away from
home.

He finally arrives at his Aunt Lisa's home, now his home.  He's already
been decorated, inside and out, but by whom he doesn't know.

The Walker Hills' Bed and Breakfast is an historical landmark.  Many
celebrities and politicians have visited this place; it's rumored that a
former President has stayed there, but no one will confirm this to be true.
It's last house before you get to the town square coming from the South.
It's an old beautiful antebellum home with a wraparound front porch, and
there are balconies with each room on the second level.  There are five
rooms total; only four are used for guests.  Luke notices an older
gentleman on the front porch; he can't identify him, but it looks like he's
examining the Christmas decorations.  He parks his car in the driveway and
walks to the building.

"Hello," says Luke.  He looks at the older gentleman seeing if he
recognizes him.  "How can I help you?"  He begins to walk up the stairs
remembering every creek.  "Is there something I can do for you?"  The
gentleman stops what he's doing and turns around.  "Mayor Walker," he says.

"Luke Davenport," he says walking down the stairs.  "I was wondering when
you were going to arrive."  He shakes his hand.  "It's good to see you
again.  I do believe the last time you were here was at Aunt Lisa's
funeral."  A sad expression covers his face.  "We sure do miss her."

Luke shakes his head; he also misses his Aunt.  "I miss her too Mr. Walker.
How have you been doing?"

"I've been doing well thank you," he says.  "We've been having a great
year.  How has your year been going?"

"Okay I guess," he says unconvincing.  "It hasn't been the greatest, but
I'll survive."  He looks around the house amazed at the decorations.  "Is
there something I can do for you?  Is there something wrong with the
house?"

"I was just straightening everything out before you got here," he says.
"Everyone in town was so happy to hear you didn't sell the place.  We have
been so afraid; there have been so many people asking to buy this place,
and we didn't want that."

"Well, Mr. Walker, to be honest, I don't know what I'm going to do with the
place, but circumstances in life have caused me to reflect on my current
circumstances.  I needed to be in a familiar place, and I've always had
fond memories of this place."

Ben looks at him and smiles.  "For whatever reason, you're here, we're
glad.  I hope you find what you're looking for, and if I can be of any
assistance, please let me know."

Luke shakes his head and continues to look over the house.  He remembers
many times as a young man running around the front porch with his brother.
"Who decorated the house?"

"That would be Harrison," says Ben.  "As soon as we heard you were moving
into town, we wanted to help you by getting as much stuff as ready for you.
Harrison spent a lot of evenings getting the house cleaned up and ready for
you.  I hope we didn't overstep our bounds."

Luke doesn't care; he doesn't care much about anything right now.  He kept
him from doing it.  "It's okay.  I appreciate it."

Luke walks inside the house.  He walks inside the living room.  The fire is
keeping the room warm.  The furniture looks brand new.  There is a flight
of stairs off to the side leading upstairs; there is garland.  There is a
tree by the window next to the doorway.  Everything looks beautiful.  He
walks to the dining room which is across the living room, and like the
living room, it's decorated from ceiling to the floor.  There is a tree in
there also, and the fire is lit keeping the room warm.  He walks through
the living through a small door leading to the kitchen.  Everything has
been cleaned.  He slides his finger on the counter top; no dust in sight.
"Did Harrison clean everything?"

"Yes he did," says Ben.  "He helped your Aunt Lisa a lot, especially as the
cancer was destroying her body, so he thought he would help you out or at
least until you're ready to take care of things by yourself."

Luke remembers Harrison when they were kids.  Harrison Walker is Ben's son.
He was very good at everything he did, and he was popular, and it helped
that his family founded the town.  I guess you describe Harrison as the
good looking jock country boy who is every girls and gay boys' dream.

"How is Harrison doing?"

"He's doing fine," says Ben.  "He's become quite a man.  He kind of does
everything for us around town."

"I'm surprised he stayed here."

"Everyone stayed, says Ben.  "There were many of us who were hoping you
were going to move up here and live with your aunt, but it never happened.
We were proud of you when your restaurant became famous."

He shakes his head and gives him a fake smile.  "Well, I'm here now."

The main door opens, and a cold wind blows inside.  Harrison walks inside
holding wood for the dining room fire place.  He slides his gloves off and
pulls off his hat.  "Hey Pop," he says.

"Hey Harrison," says Ben.  "Is there anything I can do to help?"

"No sir," he says.  "That was my last load."

"Do you remember Luke?" asks Bend.

Harrison looks at him trying to make a mental note of his appearance.  He
shakes his hand.  "It's good to see you again Luke.  I'm so glad you've
decided to keep the place."

"It's good to see you again, Harrison."

Harrison looks down and notices the mess he's made coming into the house.
"Look at what I've done.  I'm sorry Luke.  I'll clean this up before I go."
He walks back onto the front porch and cleans all the dust and dirt off.
"Pop, it looks like we're going to get some snow tonight."

"That's what I've heard," says Ben.  "You might need to make sure the pipes
here are okay for the evening.  It will be our coldest evening."

"I'll check on it."

Luke just stares at Harrison while they have their conversation.  He finds
Harrison very attractive in spite of the dirt and dust.  He inspects him
from head to toes.  He's wearing a thick black jacket.  He can notice a red
flannel shirt and his tight jeans.  He watches as Harrison turns around and
bends over to take off his boots; Oh my God he thinks to himself.  He's
really impressed with his ass, and he notices how round it is inside those
jeans when he stands erect.  He can fill his pants are getting tighter
thanks to the bulge.

Harrison notices Luke's stare, and it's not the first time he's noticed it.
"Is everything okay, Luke?"

Luke doesn't know what to say.  "Yeah, I was just remembering the cold
weather up here."

"It is different," says Harrison.  "Well, is there anything I can do for
you?  Do you want to look at the rooms upstairs?"

Ben looks at them and prepares to leave, but before he does, he invites
Luke over for dinner.  He tries to resist the invitation, but Ben is
insistent, so he acquiesces.  Harrison informs his dad that he's working at
the fire station tonight due to the snow storm, but he would try.  He tells
Luke if he needs him to call.

Luke and Harrison watch Ben as he leaves.  They look at each other not sure
what to do next.

"I need to do a few more things around the house if you don't mind," says
Harrison.

"Sure.  Do you need any help?" asks Luke.

"I'll take care of it," he says.  Harrison begins to walk around the house
to look at everything one last time.  He watches Luke walk to the car
taking his suitcases out of the trunk, but Luke runs into some difficulty.
The suitcases want stand balanced on the snow.  He tries to keep them from
falling with no success; he eventually falls himself.  Frustrated, he
throws snow.  Harrison feels sorry for him; he looks totally beaten, so he
has compassion on him and goes over to help him.  He extends his hand and
helps him get up.  "Here let me help you.  It would help you were wearing
boots."  He grabs the suitcases and places them to the front porch.

"Thank you, Harrison," says Luke.  He takes money out of his pocket and
attempts to give it to him.

"What's this?" he asks.

"I was giving you a tip," he says.

"Wow, you really have been gone a long time," says Harrison.

"What do you mean?"

"I didn't help you expecting anything in return.  That's what we do here,
Luke.  You have forgotten a lot about living here."

"It's life," says Luke.  "Everyone wants money; it's what makes the world
go around."

"Not here Luke," says Harrison.  "You know what's interesting.  You might
be considered a member of this community, but you're still a stranger.
There's a lot more to our community than money Luke, but if you were here,
you would know that.  To me, you're just another stranger."  He continues
to examine the house before he goes home.

Luke slides the money back in his pocket.  He takes his bags and goes to
the bedroom on the main level.  He turns on the shower to get it warmed up.
He starts to unbutton his shirt when he hears some young voices outside his
window.  He pulls back the curtain and finds Harrison playing with some of
the community children.  They start to throw snow balls at each other.  He
watches as Harrison lets the kids throw snowballs at him, so they can win
the battle.  Harrison falls to the ground pretending to be hurt.  The kids
run after him and jump on him in the snow.  They wrestle in the snow.

Luke is taken back in time with his memories.  He remembers being a child
playing in the snow with his dad and brother.  He remembers there was a
time of happiness in his life.  He wonders where it went.

After Harrison plays with the children, he sends them on their way.
Harrison has this big grin on his face; he loves spending time with the
kids.  He notices Luke looking at him through the window; he smiles and
waves at him, but Luke just closes the curtain and continues to get
undressed for his hot shower.

Harrison isn't sure how take Luke right now.  Christmas is supposed to be
the best time of the year; everyone should be happy.  This is in fact the
most wonderful time of the year; that's what the song says.  He continues
to work when he receives a text message on his phone.

Is there yet?

Harrison text back, "Yes, he's finally here."

How does he look?

"He's sad.  He looks beaten."

Keep me updated.

"I will."

Luke stands in the shower with his hands against the wall.  He just looks
down at the floor as the hot water pours over his naked body.  He tries to
keep his mind off of Trent, but he can't help it.  Every time he closes his
eyes, all he can see is his life with Trent.  He thinks about the many
times they've made love or cuddled; he can't get him out of his mind.
Every time he thinks about Trent, he gets hard.  He slides his hand around
his cock and begins to stroke.  He thinks about Trent's gorgeous body.  He
thinks about kissing his sweet lips and touching him all over.  He
continues to stroke his hard cock thinking about Trent sucking his cock.
He takes his other hand and begins to play with his balls scratching them
remembering how Trent made chills cove his body by scratching his balls.
His cock begins to throb leaking.  He remembers how awesome Trent can fuck,
so he slides his finger in his ass and stroking his cock wishing Trent was
here now making love to him.  It doesn't take him long to cum.

The hot water covers his body washing the cum away.  He begins to cry.  He
punches the shower wall in anger over everything that has happened this
past week.  He sits down on the floor crying over his broken heart.  He
wonders how he can heal from this; his life seems over, and there is no one
provide what it is he seeks.