Date: Sun, 10 Jul 2005 09:57:57 -0400
From: Rick Lawton <gars6707@hotmail.com>
Subject: My Symon, Epilogue (Adult/Youth)

EPILOGUE

The window was open, and a slight breeze made its way into the room,
ruffling the curtains slightly. The moonlight shone into the room and lit it
softly. I awoke slowly, coming out of a wonderful dream, wondering for a bit
where I was and what I was doing. My right arm and hand were both numb and
for an instant I panicked, wondering why I couldn't feel them. And then the
thoughts came rushing back, and I smiled, turned my head to the right, and
allowed my eyes to feast upon the beauty that lay beside me, his hand clasp
tightly in mine, his naked body shining from the moonlight. My angel. My
lover. My Symon.

I couldn't look away. The sight of this young man, this passion of mine,
lying naked in the moonlight caused a stirring in my groin. We had made love
twice that night, each time Symon had been the aggressor, and each time he
had filled me up with his teen cum. I was in heaven, feeling totally
overcome by my love for this beautiful angel.

And suddenly, the memories of my years leading up to meeting Symon came
flooding back into my head, and disappearing just as quickly. I didn't have
to feel like I needed to prove anything to anyone. I didn't have to meet
strangers from the Internet anymore, or trade pictures with guys who were
only looking for their Adonis. I didn't have to have a conversation with
someone online who was "only looking for guys to chat with", but in reality
were looking to fuck or get fucked, and if you didn't match what they wanted
in a guy, they tossed you aside when someone better came along.

I think I used to meet guys off the `net because I was looking for
something, but I never knew what that something was, and obviously never
found it. The Internet allowed me to explore my sexuality very easily, but I
only ended up either very disappointed, or very hurt. It took Kerry to sit
me down after my umpteenth rejection and give me the straight story. He was
brutally honest with me that night, but being my best friend, I understood
where he was coming from.

He asked me why I was constantly setting myself up to be turned down, which
always ended in my being disappointed. It had taken Kerry's love and
friendship to get me to end the vicious cycle of anonymous sex. And it had
taken Chad's friendship to get me to finally make the changes I needed to
allow myself to be loved, and more importantly, to be loved by Symon.

"Rick, you okay?" Symon asked, startling me out of my daydreams.

I nodded. "Never better," I said, kissing him. "Never better."

"You looked a million miles away," he said, letting go of my numb hand,
allowing me to massage my arm and get some feeling back into my extremities.

"I was just thinking how great I feel, how complete my life is now. I have a
new job at the center, a new direction in my life, and a beautiful lover to
share everything with. I've never been happier Symon."

He smiled, sitting up in bed, and caressing my legs. I propped myself up on
a few pillows and gazed lovingly at him. I was so much in love.

"We have a lot of talk about," he started. "Where does this go? How will we
tell everyone?"

I reached over and traced his full lips with my index finger. "We will take
this one day at a time, Symon," I said, smiling. "Whatever happens, we will
face it together. All I am sure of is my love for you, and how I want to
spend the rest of my life with you."

He smiled and looked down at my cock, which had hardened quickly. He started
to massage my shaft and balls, watching me eagerly, seeing my every
reaction. "I love you too Rick, and want to spend the rest of my life with
you. Now," he said, grabbing my hard cock in his hand, "let's stop talking
and see how well this fits inside me."

It was at that moment I knew in my heart that Symon and I would forever be
together. And when I finally did fall asleep that night, after making love
to Symon twice more, I knew I would never be alone again.



AUTHOR'S NOTE:  Thank you to everyone who has written with comments, both
positive and negative, about my story.  So many of you have encouraged me to
continue Rick and Symon's story, and that is truly appreciated.