Date: Sun, 18 Jan 2004 14:41:18 +0530 From: Kam <kamguy@alexandria.cc> Subject: The Boy 11 Disclaimer This is a story involving gay characters and their relationship. If you are expecting wild monkey sex then please divert your attention to another story. The author, as in me, retains the copyright and the authority over this story and distribution or re-posting of this story through any other medium or to any other site is to be done by my consent only. Any grievances, compliments, queries or requests to the author are to be directed to the address at the bottom of this story. Flames will be ignored or laughed at. So this is what it all comes down to. The final chapter, hope it doesn't disappoint you. Chapter 11 "So when are you two getting together." He looked at me in disbelief when I said this. "Do you want me to?" "Don't you? You love him Marc I know you do. Don't let me stop you." "No Ian, I love YOU. Yes, I did love Michael, but we've gotten over our past. He's in love again with someone else, and God knows, so am I." "Michael loves someone else?" For some peculiar reason I didn't think that was true. "He's the one he was waiting for last night, they...they're leaving in an hour." He looked down to his watch and then to the letter in his hands and suddenly tore it into pieces. "I love you Ian, and I don't want you to doubt that, ever. I love you." I quickly went over to him and hugged him. He kissed me softly and then he met my eyes. He said that he wanted to get some rest; he and Michael had talked all night. I took him upstairs and tucked him in bed and he soon fell asleep. I thought of something and quickly left his house. I called a cab and headed for the airport. I knew something was wrong, I felt it. I paid the driver and got out of the cab. I looked around and saw what I was looking for. Michael had just gotten there. I could still see the sadness on his face as he was about to go in, when I called out his name. He looked around and saw me. I knew he was shocked as I walked over to him. "Hey Michael." "Umm, hi Ian, isn't it?" "So you're leaving huh?" "Umm, yeah. I am...I've got to get home." "Yeah Marc told me that. So...Where is he?" "He?" "You know...where's your boyfriend?" "My...my boyfriend. He's...He's right..." I saw the guilt in his eyes as he tried to convince me. "There is no one, is there? You made it all up. Why did you lie to Marc?" "I...Ian please." "Please, tell me. I have to know" "There was no other way. There was no other way I could convince him to go back to you. I know he loves you. The week he's been with you, it's changed the last 5 years of our lives. I couldn't do that to him, he loves you, and you him. You two should be together." "What about you? Don't you..." I was just about to speak when he cut me off. "What about me? There is no me...there's just you and him. I'm...I'll find someone. I'll get over him." "Then why didn't you? 5 years Mike, that would've been enough for you to get over him, but you didn't." "That's...that doesn't matter now. Ian...no one can stop loving him and you should know that. I...I've got to go now. You know? Till now I doubted this. But now I'm sure that he's in good hands, you're all that he needs. Take care of him I know you will. Good bye!" He leaned in gave me a peck on the cheek, smiled and turned around. As he walked away I understood why Marc cared so much about him. I prayed that he would find love again as I saw the glass doors close behind him and he faded away. I returned home to Marc, he was still sleeping. I bent over and kissed him, he smiled, still asleep. I sat down beside him and looked at him. I just realized I was never going to be alone again. That day I spent the next 3 hours right next to him, watching him sleep. When he finally woke up he pulled me to him and that was the first time that we made love. Just the way it was supposed to be, calling it sex would regress it, there is only one way to describe it - made love. And just as I imagined it, he never did leave me. Not once in the last 28 years and not now, leaving the trifle fights that every relationship has. We met Michael again; he did find someone, someone that fit him like a glove. Marc still doesn't know what happened that day at the airport, and Michael and I intend to keep it that way. I just wish there was just any way I could freeze time and live in this moment forever, locked in his arms. I pray that we all find love someday, a love that'll last us a lifetime. The End ---------------------------------------------------- An so it ends. I hope it was worth it for you to follow the story and come back for regular chapters. Ok now...I want EVERYONE's feedback. From start to end...For this you may use either of my email addies. kamguy@alexandria.cc chatboyonline@yahoo.co.in For those who think of mailing as too much of a chore, sorry, your decision...I just like mails. There is a rant that I've written called "Him" that may be coming up soon along with another multipart story called, "Enough". WOW, so it's finally over. Was a great ride and hope you stay tuned for further of my advances in writing. By the way, Thank you! one and all for reading and espeially the ones who sent feedback. Love you all... Kam.