Date: Fri, 25 May 2001 22:32:39 -0400
From: Brain Tre <braintre1@hotmail.com>
Subject: A Chance Meeting Chapter 4

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A Chance Meeting: Chapter 4
By Brain Tre



Scott blinked his eyes open.  A clicking noise had woken him up.  He
realized his answering machine in the other room had just finished resetting
after recording a message.  Strange he had not heard the phone ring.  He
thought a moment, and then realized he had turned the ringers down before he
left last night.  He had been hoping Chris would stay the night, and he did
not want them to be disturbed.  He glanced at the clock; it was only 7:30.
Who would be calling his house that early?  He figured it could wait,
whatever it was.  He laid his head back on Chris's chest, and hugged him a
little.  Sleeping, Chris wrapped his arms around Scott, and Scott fell
asleep again.

A few hours later, Scott blinked his eyes open again, only to look up and
see Chris smiling down at him.  Scott smile back, basking in the warmth of
Chris's naked body against his, and the warmth of the sun as is streamed in
through the windows in his bedroom.

"Morning beautiful," Chris said.

"Morning," Scott replied, stretching a little, "how long you been awake?"

"Long enough to watch you sleep, and hear you snore a little," Chris
chuckled.

Scott's face flushed red.

"Don't worry, it wasn't like chainsaws, it was actually pretty cute," Chris
assured him more by leaning down and kissing him full on the lips.

"Mmm...if we're not careful, I could get used to waking up like this," Scott
said.

Chris just smiled and wrapped his arms around Scott as he scooted himself up
a little higher on the bed, so he was not resting directly on Chris's chest
anymore.  They resumed their kissing, with fervor.  Slowly, Chris snaked his
tongue into Scott's mouth. Scott responded by gently sucking on it.  The two
men began to moan.  Their hands began to explore their bodies again.  The
bodies they had been becoming quite accustomed to over the past week.

A week.  Scott's mind began to wander as much as his hands did.  The two men
had barely known each other a week, and Scott was feeling himself falling in
love with Chris.  He did not know what to make of it.  Last time he fell
this quickly for someone was with Brett.  He tried to not think about Brett.
  He knew they would have to have contact again at some point.  He slid his
hands down and cupped Chris's ass cheeks, gently kneading the mounds of
flesh in his hands, and Chris began to kiss and suck on Scott's neck.  Scott
knew he would have a mark when they were through, but he did not care.

His mind wandered again.  This time, however, his mind was not filled with
images or thoughts of Brett.  They were filled with images of his family
welcoming Chris into Scott's childhood home.  His parents treating him as
they did his sisters' husbands.  Treating him like a member of the family.
Scott sighed audibly, opening his mouth some.  Chris quickly took advantage
of the open mouth and kissed Scott again, sucking his lower lip into his
mouth.  Chris's right hand was now wrapped around Scott's throbbing pole.
Scott's hand was around Chris's.  As the two men made out, they slowly
jacked each other off.  Rubbing their hands over the other's swollen crown.
Rubbing the precum into each other's cock, rubbing it into their chests.
Before long, the two men were ready to climax.  In unison, they both jerked
harder and faster, both of them beckoning from the other a torrent of cum,
to wash over their lust driven bodies.  They were soon rewarded.  With an
urgency, the two men milked ropes of cum out of each other's hard cock.
Drenching their already sweaty bodies with their delicious juice.

As their climax subsided, Chris leaned down, and licked some of his own cum,
as well as Scott's off of their bodies.  He savored the taste in his mouth,
and then leaned down and shared the nectar with Scott.  Scott had never
before experienced anything quite so erotic.  Sure he had tasted other men
before, but never in such a manner as this.  And to think that he was
tasting his seed mixed with Chris's, the man he knew he was falling in love
with, well, that just made it all the better.  As they broke the kiss,
neither man spoke.  They licked their lips, and cuddled together for a while
again.

Scott looked back at the clock.  It was almost 11 AM.  He sighed again, and
hugged Chris, who had dozed off again.  Scott carefully removed himself from
Chris's embrace, and went to the bathroom to relieve himself and clean up a
little bit.  He decided to just take a shower right then.  As much as he
wanted to stay in bed all day with Chris, he knew that he should get some
things done, and he figured Chris had duty that afternoon or evening.  The
thought did occur to him that he wanted to ask Chris to his parents' house
the next day for Sunday dinner, but he was not sure if it would scare Chris
off.  He had heard Chris tell him he loved him, but he was half asleep,
maybe he had heard Chris wrong.

As he turned off the shower, and stepped out of the tub, he was startled to
see Chris standing before him.  He had assumed he was still sleeping.  Chris
did not say a word, he just held up a towel, and Scott let Chris dry him
off.  Before long, Scott was dry, and brushing his teeth, while Chris
showered.   He could not help but chuckle to himself, quietly.  It was
almost like he and Chris were already a married couple, doing morning
routine things like any other couple may do.  About ten minutes later, Scott
was drying Chris off, in between deep kisses between the two.  They realized
they had better behave before they had to dirty themselves again in bed.
Without much fanfare, the two men had dressed.  Chris had actually packed an
overnight bag.  He told Scott he had been hoping he would be allowed to
spend the night, so he packed it just in case.  Scott laughed.

"So," Scott spoke. "What time do you have duty today?"

"Duty? Didn't I tell you?  This is my weekend off.  Was sort of hoping to
spend most, if not all of the time with you," Chris replied.

"Oh? Hmm...did you plan it that way?" Scott asked raising his eyebrows.

"Wha- no, really.  It just turned out that way.  I mean if you have other
plans..."Chris stammered.

"Chris...calm down.  It's ok.  Actually the only plans I have this weekend
is Sunday dinner at my mom and dad's house.  I would LOVE to spend the rest
of my weekend with you."

A look of relief came over Chris's face.  He really thought his being off
for the weekend too upset Scott.  He was happy they could spend more time
together.  Chris, too, was realizing his feelings for Scott were already
running a lot deeper than mere friendship, or just casual boyfriends.
Although, neither of them had mentioned it, he knew they were in a
relationship with one another.  Granted, a very new relationship.  He only
hoped now that Scott defined that word in the same way he did.  But he did
not want to push things and risk scaring Scott away.  Although, he was
pretty sure he had heard Scott tell him he loved him.

Chris glanced at his watch, and realized he needed to run home for a bit,
and let his cat out.  Scott told him to go, he had a couple things he needed
to do around his place before he left for the day anyway.  Scott walked
Chris to the door, and kissed him sweetly on the lips before Chris dashed
out to his car, and drove off.  Closing the door, Scott sighed.  This was
going to be a great weekend.

He cleaned up around his place.  Did the dishes in the sink, changed the
sheets on the bed, and dusted a little.  While he was dusting, he saw he had
a message on his machine.  He had completely forgotten someone had called
earlier.  He set down the cloth, and pressed the "play" button on the
machine.  Instantly, the room was filled with the sound of music.  Music
coming from his answering machine.  He was confused at first, and then
turned the volume down a little, so the words to the song were clearer.  It
was their song.  His and Brett's.  "Dream a Little Dream," by the Mama's and
the Papa's.  Mama Cass's voice filled the room.  Scott was frozen in place.
He had not heard that song since the last time he had made love to Brett.
It had been playing in the background.  He wanted to turn it off, but he
could not bring himself to do it.

Scott was feeling so many emotions at that one moment.  It scared him.  He
felt love for Chris.  But a sudden rush of emotion came back to him for
Brett then too.  He was pissed off as well.  Brett knew what that song would
do to him, and he did this on purpose.  He could feel the tears streaming
down his face.  He still could not move.  Not even when he heard someone
knock on the door.

"Hello.  Scott."

Chris's voice brought Scott back from where he was.  The machine has stopped
playing.  Scott moved back into the kitchen.

"Hey, there you-," Chris stopped.  Scott's eyes were red.  He knew he had
been crying.  "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," Scott replied, shaking his head.  He headed toward the bathroom.
He shut and locked the door, and turned the cold water on.  He splashed the
water on his face, and regained control of his emotions.  He was not going
to let Brett ruin this for him.

Chris was leaning against the doorframe to the bathroom listening to make
sure Scott was ok.  He had seemed fine when Chris left.  The door opened
rather quickly, and Chris tumbled inside, knocking both himself and Scott
over, almost into the tub.  Once they realized they were both ok, they could
not help but laugh.  Chris asked Scott what was wrong, and Scott told him it
was nothing for him to worry about.  He would take care of it on Monday.  He
also told him that this weekend was theirs for the taking, and he would not
let anything or anyone ruin it.

The two men picked themselves up and straightened out their clothes.  They
had not planned anything special for the day, so they decided to rent a
bunch of movies that neither of them had seen, order some take out, and stay
inside at Scott's place the rest of the day.

They were like to high school kids in love at the video store, trying to
pick out movies to watch that afternoon and night.  They kept giggling at
the cheesy B-flicks they kept finding.  Chris tried to convince Scott they
should rent some movie about a vampire terrorzing a small African village.
His claim was that it would be enlightening to see things from another
culture.  Scott laughed at him and hugged him right in the middle of the
store.  There was an elderly couple that kind of glared at the two men.
Chris looked at them, and then back at Scott, only to plant a kiss right on
Scott's lips as the couple looked on.  When they broke the kiss, the woman
was smiling at them.  Her husband, however, had a frown on his face.  Scott
and Chris did not care.  They went back to browsing through the movies.

They finally decided on three movies.    Chris picked out But I'm A
Cheerleader.  Scott picked out Shadow of a Doubt.  Then, they both picked
out, almost at the same time, Halloween, with Jamie Leigh Curtis.  It was
amusing to see how they both grabbed for the movie at the same time.  With
their selections made, they paid for the rentals and left the store.  The
older couple was still watching them as Scott took Chris's hand in his and
they walked through the parking lot.

The video rental place was only a couple blocks from Scott's, so they had
made the short walk in less than fifteen minutes.  The whole walk back, they
walked hand in hand, barely speaking.  Just being comfortable with each
other.

Back at the apartment, Chris brought the movies into the living room, while
Scott went into the kitchen to pop some popcorn.  He chuckled to himself.
Here he was doing such a domestic thing.  It was almost as though he and
Chris were married.  Scott was still quietly giggling, when Chris came in to
help with the popcorn.

"What are you laughing about?" Chris asked.

"Nothing, just thinking."

"About..."

"Us," Scott said simply.

"And that's funny?" Chris questioned, not sure if he should be worried or
not.

"No.  This.  Today, I mean, it is almost like, well...oh nevermind."

"No.  Tell me.  Please," Chris gave Scott the best puppy dog eyes that he
could.

"No.  You'll probably freak out."

"I promise not to freak out.  Scout's honor," Chris replied.

Scott sighed.  "Well, it's just that, what we are doing now.  I mean sitting
at home, watching movies, and making popcorn.  It's, well, it's something I
have seen my parents do.  My sisters and their husbands do.  Something that
people in love do."

"That's bad?" Chris asked.

"No, by no means. I..." Scott trailed off.

"Ok, spill it.  There is more to why you were giggling, than you are telling
me, so c'mon, out with it," Chris jokingly demanded, as he grabbed Scott
from behind in a play choke hold.

"Well, there is something I have wanted to say, and I think maybe you and I
already have."

"Mm hmm."  Chris was now more hugging Scott from behind, "Just tell me."

"Fine.  I think, well, I think I am falling..."

"...in love with you," Chris finished his sentence.

"Yeah," Scott said.

"Yeah!" Chris said with more enthusiasm.

"You mean..."

"Scott, baby, I have completely fallen for you."

Scott did not say a word.  He relished hearing those words said into his ear
from behind.  He turned himself around, and pressed his lips firmly against
Chris's, giving him the best kiss he had ever given anyone before.  Chris
eagerly returned the kiss.  After five minutes, they broke apart.

" I love you Chris," Scott said.

"And, I love you."

After wiping away the tears that they had both begun to cry, they finished
making the popcorn and settled down in the living room to watch their
movies.  Chris lay back in the corner of the couch, with one leg up on the
couch, and the other resting on the floor.  Scott settled himself in between
Chris's legs, laying his back against Chris's chest.  They happily cuddled
and fed each other popcorn, as they began their movies.

Neither of them had a preference on which movie they watched first, so,
randomly grabbing one; they put it in the VCR.  Halloween was the first
movie to be watched.  They held each other tightly during the "scary"
scenes, in spite of the fact that both men knew the movie by heart.  Scott
sighed contently at one point.  It was so nice to be able to cuddle with the
man he loved during a scary movie.  The look on Chris's face told Scott he
felt the same way.  Before long, however, they began to lose interest in the
movie, and their interest in each other regained control.

Turning his head just enough toward Chris, Scott told him, without saying a
word, that he wanted a kiss.  Chris eagerly obliged.  Soon, the two were
making out on Scott's couch, in the middle of the afternoon.  Their tongues
exploring each other's mouth.  Their hands roaming over each other's body.
Before long, Scott had turned himself so that he was facing Chris as he lay
on top of him.  Still kissing him, this time with a new passion.  The
passion of two men in love.

It was not a sexual frenzy kind of love.  In fact, neither of the men had
planned on intercourse that afternoon.  They merely were enjoying the feel
of the other's touch.  The warm embrace of the other.  Soon, however, they
broke the kiss.  Scott lay his head down on Chris's chest.  The two men
slowly drifted off to sleep, holding each other.  The movie playing in the
background.

Scott and Chris were both woken up suddenly, by the incessant noise coming
from the television.  Apparently, the tape had rewound, and whatever station
it was on, was only showing the test tone and bars.  Scott grabbed the
remote, and quickly shut the TV off.  He slumped his head back down on
Chris's chest before speaking.

"What time is it?"

"Hmm...almost 6:30," Chris answered looking at his watch.

"Hehe, so much for the movie huh?"

"Yeah, oh well."

"You want some dinner?  I can whip something up for us," Scott offered.

"Hmm...cute and you can cook?  What more could I ask for."

Scott grinned at him mischievously.

"Oh yeah...good in bed too."

Both men laughed, and Scott rolled off Chris and stood up to walk into the
kitchen, leaving Chris lying on the couch.  He began to go through his
cupboards and his fridge, and he very quickly realized he had not gone
grocery shopping this week.  And he was certainly not about to feed Chris
ramen noodles.  He walked back into the living room and informed Chris there
was a change of plans.  They were going to go out to eat.  Chris agreed, and
reluctantly got off the couch.

Dinner was really quite uneventful.  They ate at a seafood place that had
just opened.  The food was good, and the atmosphere was pleasant.  Their
waitress was fantastic.  She even commented on what a nice couple the two
men made.  They had not realized it was that obvious that they were
together.  Not that they cared however.

Driving back in Chris's jeep to Scott's apartment, Chris asked Scott was his
plans were for the Sunday.  Scott had almost completely forgotten that his
family had told him it was ok for him to bring a friend if he wanted.  He
still was not sure if Chris would be ready to meet his family.  I mean,
after all Scott had heard about Chris losing his family and all.  He was not
sure what his reaction would be.

Scott just looked at Chris, trying to figure out how to invite him to his
parents' for Sunday dinner.  He wanted them to all meet, but he still was
not sure if he wanted Chris to meet his family slowly, one at a time or all
at once.  They can be some tough pills to swallow, if the timing is off.

"You are looking puzzled," Chris said.

"I am."

"Care to enlighten me?"

"Hmm...dunno just yet."

"Scott, baby, I love you.  If you have something to tell me, just say it.
One thing I want for us to have in our relationship is open communication."

"Ok...you win.  You know I am going to my parents' tomorrow for Sunday
dinner, right?" Scott asked.

"Yeah, you mentioned it."

"Well, I was, umm, sort of wondering if you, I dunno, maybe wanted to come
with me, andmeetmyparents," Scott said so quick that the last few words
sounded almost like one long gibberish word.

"Did you say meet your parents?"

"Yeah. Ok, forget it, dumb idea, too early."

"What?  No, I would LOVE to meet your parents.  Especially since you have
not told me much about them.  I wanna know all about all the people in my
boyfriend's life."

"Boyfriend?" Scott looked up.

"Well, aren't we?"

Scott smiled.  "Damn right we are."

Chris smiled back.  "So is your sister going to be there too?"

"Actually, both sisters will be there.  Wow, I really have not told you much
about them, have I?"

"Nope.  Do I even dare I ask why?"

"Oh, no, there is nothing wrong with them.  Well, they may put you through
the third degree, but I bet they'll love you too."

"OK, so, then, why haven't you mentioned them that much?" Chris asked as he
pulled into a parking space in front of Scott's building, and turned the
ignition off.

"Well, I mean, you told me about losing your parents and your sister, and
well, I thought it might upset you to hear about my, well, my happy family."

"Upset me?  Never."

As they entered Scott's place, Chris continued to talk.  "I am thrilled that
you still have your whole family there for you.  Sure, it was shitty for me,
to lose mine, but I would never let anyone else having a happy family upset
me.  And who knows, maybe they will treat me like a member of the family
someday."

Scott kissed him on the cheek and checked his messages.  There was one from
his mother.  She had called to remind him that dinner was promptly at
12:30PM that Sunday, and if he would not mind bringing something for
dessert.  Scott groaned.  She always called him last minute to bring
something.  He could not figure out why he had not learned to expect it yet.
  Chris laughed at Scott went over and gave him a big hug.

"So, does this mean I can sleep here again tonight?"

"Mmm..." Scott replied.

"Good, then I can wake up holding you and you holding me, and then you can
take me to face the music."

Scott punched him lightly in the shoulder.  Chris feigned being hurt, only
to scoop Scott up in his arms and carry him into the bedroom.  As he lay
Scott down on the bed his face got suddenly serious.

"Would you be upset if I did not want to make love tonight?" Chris asked.

Scott did not know how to reply.  He just looked at Chris with confusion on
his face.

"Just that, well, I gotta be honest, I have never felt as close to anyone
before, and well, I was sort of hoping maybe we could lay in bed tonight,
and you could tell me about your family and we could just hold each other,"
Chris explained with an innocent, almost child-like look on his face.

Scott couldn't resist.  He just kissed his boyfriend gently, and nodded his
head to Chris letting Chris know that just so long as they were holding each
other, Scott would be happy.

They stayed up late that night.  Scott telling Chris about his family and
growing up, Chris hung on every word.  He enjoyed the stories Scott was
telling him.  Scott told him about the times he and his sister Diana would
go bike riding, and play chicken with one another, and neither of them would
actually chicken out, so they both usually came home battered, bruised, and
cut up.  Scott told him about how accident-prone he was as a child, and all
the things he did.  How he put his hand through a plate glass window.  How
one of his sisters had chased him around the house with a shovel.  How he
and his sisters had fought constantly while living in the same house, but
how since they all had moved out on their own, they got along wonderfully
and were closer than ever before.

At one point, Scott noticed a tear streaming down Chris's face.  He knew
Chris was sad.  He knew Chris was thinking about his own sister, and his own
parents, and how he would never be able to see them again.  Scott stopped
talking.  Chris did not comment on his silence.  They wrapped their arms
around each other, and Scott gently rocked Chris, soothing him to sleep.
Within minutes of Chris falling asleep, Scott, too, drifted off.


***Well, that's it, for this time around gang.  I hope you are not too
disappointed.  I must say this chapter is far from my best writing.  What
can I say; I had people getting on me to finish it up, so here it is.
Chapter 5 is in the works.  There may be more drama in the works, definitely
more sex, and some other things.  Anyways, as always, feel free to email me
at braintre1@hotmail.com  I LOVE getting email from people, especially good
comments.  You can check out my own site at
http://www.angelfire.com/me4/braintre10/ although, this story will not be on
that site for a few days.  My Webmaster's computer has died, and he is in
the process of getting a new one I am told, and well, frankly, I have no
clue how to put it on the site.  Hmm...Yup, that's it.  Cheers!!***