Date: Wed, 30 Apr 2003 17:47:34 EDT
From: allbeared@aol.com
Subject: Past and present

This is Gay fiction. If you don't like, then don't read it.

Past and Present

	After a long day, I'd gone to bed early, so I assume he thought
that I was asleep, but I heard him come in and I felt him when he crept
into bed beside me, his fur still damp after bathing himself. I turned over
as he pushed against me, but then he started to lick my back. I thought of
turning to face him, but then his tail began to move against
me......... HIS TAIL!!!
	It was my bloody cat, of course it couldn't have been Jim, he was
gone, gone for good. I let out a little sigh as my mind went back over the
last six months. All those if only's....If only we hadn't gone out that
night, Jim didn't want to, but I forced him. If only we had got the cab
home instead of walking. None of it mattered now of course, but...if
only....
	Jim died instantly, the car was going too fast, the driver got six
months, he's probably out by now! And I'm left alone after seven years of
perfect happiness. Oh yes we had our arguments, but nothing serious, not
serious enough to consider parting anyway.
	So here I am 55 years old without a man. Who in their right mind is
going to want an old man like me? I'm not into disco's or all that pounding
music in clubs, I live too far from any major city anyway to be able to go
to any of the gay "Ghetto's". If I'm honest about myself I've got fatter as
well over the years. In the last months I've not bothered to shave either
so I've got a beard that's more grey than brown, I always had a 'tache, but
then who hasn't in our life?
	In the morning I decided to see if I could do anything on Jim's
computer, I'd never had any interest when he was alive. Oh I'd seen some of
the pictures that he collected, but I was more interested in my books. I
knew Jim had always been very forgetful and had kept his passwords in a
little notebook in the desk so, after making a cup of coffee, I sat down to
try and figure it all out. After a bit of hiatus turning the blasted thing
on, I managed to find some files. Looking through them I found more
pictures than Jim had ever shown me, there were pictures of hairy, bearded,
fat men doing all sorts of things!
	He had never mentioned all of these, he'd only ever shown me
pictures of the younger men. Had this been one of his interests I wondered?
As I opened more and more of these pictures, I was fascinated as a lot of
them looked like me or rather as I do now. Where had he got them? I went
back to the notebook and there were other names and lists inside. Names
like: "Bigboy61" next to "Gay.com" and "up4it" next to "chubbies" What were
they for I wondered.
	Eventually I worked out how to get on to the internet and even
managed to open his mail, most of it was junk type stuff, but there was one
letter that intrigued me. It was from a guy called "bearhunter" and he
signed himself Gavin. He was going on about how much he wanted to go to bed
with Jim and I. There were others from him all in the same vein as well and
then there were a couple that, obviously, hadn't been answered asking why
Jim wasn't writing and had he said something wrong! I would have to do
something about that one.
	I looked all around to see if there was an address and eventually
found it at the top of the letter, so I started to type a letter to him
telling him about Jim and how he died. I didn't know how long I could make
the letter, but as I wrote the screen moved up and so I carried on
writing. Then I had to work out how to send it, but I managed after a
fashion and the machine told me that my mail had been sent.
	All that day and the next I kept looking to see if "Gavin" had
written back, but it was the day after before I saw his name pop up in the
mail box. I opened his letter and read it. Gavin is apparently his real
name and he told me that he was 48 and single, but that he has been an open
gay man for a number of years. He was very sorry to hear about Jim as he
had hoped that we could all get together at some time, Jim had sent him a
photo of us and he liked the look of us and the way that Jim had talked to
him in his letters. He asked me what I was going to do now that I was alone
and he also gave me his phone number if I felt like ringing him. He sounded
quite genuine and I decided that I'd give him a call that evening.
	The phone rang twice before he answered
	"Hello Gavin here"
	"Hi its Dave here, Jim's partner" I replied.
	"Oh hello there. Jim and I had just started an interesting letter
exchange........I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you!" How polite, I
thought "Don't worry" I said "Although I still get twinges of things past,
I can talk about it now" After that stumbling opening we chatted for about
half-an-hour about things in general, with me telling him about my
ineptness with the computer and how his letter had struck me as being
different.
	"Well Jim had liked my picture and suggested that you would both be
willing to share your bed with me, if I was interested, and of course I
was" was one of the things he said.
	It turns out that Gavin only lives about 10 miles from us...me (I
shall have to remember that it is I and me now) So we decided to get
together for a drink in a pub in town on Saturday, as today is Thursday it
will give me time to get myself together, I've not really been out anywhere
since Jim died, it will be quite different going out by myself.
	_________________________________________________

	Here it is Saturday afternoon and I suddenly thought to myself that
I don't even know what this Gavin looks like! Remembering what he said, I
went back to the computer to look for his picture. I don't know how to even
start looking. I find a place that seems to have all Jim's old mail on it
and start searching through it. Eventually I find a letter from Gavin that
says it has an attachment on it and after several attempts I eventually get
to see what he looks like. Not bad I think to myself.
	When the phone rings I let the answering machine take it. Then I
realise its Gavin
	"Hi its Gavin here...." He starts,
	I grab the phone and say "Hi, sorry I usually let the machine take
calls until I know who it is. Sorry about that."
	"Its OK I was just checking that we are Ok for tonight? I thought
we could meet in the Wheatsheaf if that's OK? At nine-ish?"
	"That's fine thanks, I've only got to walk down the road. Ummm!!
this might sound a bit forward, but I do have a spare room if you want to
have a drink and don't want to drive home, its made up and ready. That does
sound as though I'm making a proposition doesn't it? But I'm not, not
really" Although the thought has just gone through my mind
	"Right, well we'll see what happens shall we. If I'm driving I
usually only have a couple of shandy's and then I'm OK"
	"Yes that's fine, I'll see you later then.. Bye for now" As I hung
up my mind went back to that thought of him not sleeping in the spare room,
but of him in my bed. My cock thought it was a good thought as I felt it
start to stir inside my pants. I made myself something to eat and my mind
kept wandering to Gavin, I washed up and my mind was with Gavin. Its only
been six months since Jim died and here I am thinking about sex with
another guy, I wonder what he would think if he was here, but then I think
Well we used to have threesomes so.........?
	Its half eight and I'm dressed and ready to go on my ten minute
walk to the Wheatsheaf, my thinking is that if I get there early then I can
have a quick whisky before Gavin gets there and then I won't show how
nervous(?), expectant(?), wondering(?) I am. I get in the pub and after a
quick glance around I know that Gavin isn't there, I order a double whisky
and water and as soon as it comes I knock it back as quickly as I can. Then
I order a beer and wait.
	Nine o' clock comes, but no Gavin. Quarter past nine and still no
Gavin. What the hell has happened? I ask myself. All the usual things go
through my head. Did I put him off with the offer to stay at my place? Has
he changed his mind? Am I too old? Etc. etc. Then just as I'm thinking that
I'll go home he walks through the door. I give him a wave and as I watch
him walk over towards me I feel this stirring in my pants. My cock
certainly likes him.
	"Hi there Dave, I'm sorry I'm late, but the cops were checking
every car just outside of town and it took ages to get through it. What
would you like to drink?" I could feel his eyes going over me as he spoke.
	"Well I've had a couple while I've been waiting, I was just getting
to the stage of thinking that you weren't coming, but I'll have a pint of
lager thanks" As I answered him I looked at his face and no matter what
happened in the future I knew that I'd never see another man with such a
lovely face in my life, eyes that smiled above neatly bearded cheeks and
chin. My gaze went from his face to his neck, he had on an open necked
shirt and through the 'V' of the collar there was a mass of brownish hair
trying to burst out. My eyes travelled down over his chest to a 'beer'
belly that was pushing at the buttons of his shirt, down over the bulge in
his jeans.... And then I realised that he had said something, I looked up
and said I was sorry my mind had wandered.
	With a smile he said "Yes I could see where your mind was wandering
to" I murmured something as I picked up my beer, trying to hide my
embarrassment by taking a sip. "Its OK I don't mind you looking me over
like that, I've already done it to you and...." He paused and took a sip of
his beer "I like what I see!" I'm sure I blushed and I know I stammered
some sort of nothing back at him.
	"Does you offer of a bed still stand?" he asked me.
	"Of course, but you must understand it was made because I thought
you might like to have a drink or two and not drive afterwards" Again I
thought I blushed, Was I that obvious?
	"Oh yes I understand that, but I'd also like the chance to get to
see you and know you in your own surroundings. I'd also like to see where
Jim lived" Jim again, so it wasn't me that he was thinking about it was
Jim.
	"Right well there are bits of Jim still around in the house,
although I have moved most of his bits away" I suppose I said this a bit
stiffly because he reached out and put his hand on my arm. A shock went
through me.
	"I'm sorry I didn't mean to upset you" he said quietly.
	"Its OK you didn't, not really. But his memory is still there" I'd
judged him wrongly, I just wasn't used to this 'chatting up' game now "Look
I've got some beer in the house if you want to come back?"
	"Why not, lets go" We finished our beers and walked outside.
	"That's my car over there" he said pointing at a little sports car
in the park. I guided him back to the house and after he had parked walked
up the path toward the front door. As I put the key in the door he put his
hand on my shoulder, turned me toward him and before I could make any
protest (If I wanted to!!) He kissed me. My lips parted letting his tongue
probe into my wanting mouth, his lips pressed against mine as our arms went
around each other. My cock wasn't just stirring, it went straight into
rigid, which was dammed uncomfortable.
	"Lets go inside" I said. He nodded and followed me through the
front door, he pushed the door shut behind himself as I took off my
jacket. As I hung it up his arms went around me and pulled me tight into
him, his mouth was kissing the back of my neck, his fingers found my
nipples through the cloth of my shirt and squeezed them. I reached down
behind me and put my hands on the, now bigger, bulge in his jeans. I
managed to get his zip down and his cock burst into my hands, he wasn't
wearing any pants!! One of his hands was fondling my cock and balls through
the tightness of my pants and I could feel him sliding my zipper down. I
turned in his arms until we were face to face again and leaning forward I
kissed him with all the passion that I was feeling, our tongues were
pushing against each other, stroking each other, tasting and exploring each
others mouths.
	As we broke apart I said "Lets go into the bedroom"
	"Lead on, where ever you lead I will follow" was his reply. As we
moved toward the bedroom he kept his hands on my hips, so I reached behind
me and put my hand around his hard cock, I could feel the wetness of his
precum as it slid through my hand. When we got to the bed I sat on the
edge, which brought his cock within reach of my mouth, before I put my lips
around it, I looked at the beautiful sight in front of me. His cock was
about seven inches long with a long over-hanging foreskin. I flicked my
tongue over the tip and the taste of precum slid over my tongue. I couldn't
wait to taste the full amount and so I thrust my tongue inside his
foreskin, it must have held nearly all his precum because my tongue was
surrounded, not just by the skin, but also by the taste of him.  When I
pushed my tongue deeper inside his skin I touched the roundness of his
cockhead. I licked my tongue over his piss-slit and I felt him shudder as
the tip of my tongue went inside his slit. By this time I'd undone his belt
and his jeans had dropped to the floor around his ankles, he had taken off
his shirt and dropped it on the floor. I ran my hands up over his chest,
feeling my way through a mass of hair, until I reached his nipples. I
started to squeeze and roll them between my fingers, his hands were on my
head and his cock was oozing more and more precum.
	He pulled my head away from his cock and gently drew me up from my
sitting position
	"I'm nearly cumming" he said in a soft voice, almost regretfully
"And I don't want to.......Yet" I said that I understood and started to get
undressed. He reached out and holding my hands shook his head "No, its my
turn now" he said. He pulled my face to his and brushed his lips over mine,
then pushed his tongue against them, my lips parted automatically and his
tongue slid into my mouth, licking and tasting his precum. He unbuttoned my
shirt and pulled it open, pulling it out of my trousers, his mouth went
from my lips to my nipple. His tongue licked my nipple and then his fingers
found my other nipple, I moaned with pleasure as he pushed his mouth hard
over my nipple and sucked on it.  I kicked of my shoes, not even bothering
to undo the laces, as his hands went to my trousers and he undone them and
let them fall to the ground. His lips moved over my belly and down towards
my cock, but he went past my cock and I felt his beard brush the side of my
hard cock as he kissed the top of my thighs. I sat down again and then
slowly, oh so slowly, he kissed my thighs and then he licked further down
my leg, I could feel the trail of saliva as his tongue moved further and
further down my leg, he slipped my sock off and then his mouth was on my
foot and then he licked between my toes and after he had finished with
licking in between them he took each one into his mouth and sucked it,
licking it as though each toe was another cock. Then he transferred his
mouth to my other foot. This was a new experience for me, I'd never had
anyone worship my feet like this. Gavin was very experienced and as he
slowly worked his mouth up my other leg, he stroked me with his fingers and
licked with his tongue, kissed with his lips, it felt wonderful to have a
man pleasure me like this.
	As he worked his way up the inside of my legs I rested them on his
shoulders, I could feel the hair on his shoulders on the underside of my
legs as they lay there. His tongue was now licking that special place just
under my balls, I lifted my legs higher and his hands held them in the air
as his tongue tried to reach my arse. His tongue pushed between the cheeks
of my arse, I spread my legs wide to give him more room. His tongue went
deeper and then....Whoosh!!! it touched my hole and I had a rush of
feelings that went straight through me, making me feel so good. Gavin
pushed, licked and probed with his tongue until I could feel it entering my
hole. The warm wet feeling as he pushed it deep in my arsehole was
indescribable, I could feel my hole opening further to let him push more
inside.
	When he moved his tongue away from my hole I felt empty and
wanting, but then there was a different feeling as I felt the tip of his
cock pressing against me. Oh yes! I wanted this man deep inside me, I
wanted all of him as far as he could go. His cock pressed against the
entrance to my arse and slowly slid partway in, I relaxed a bit more and
then he slid in further and further until I could feel his balls against my
arse cheeks. He didn't just fuck me, he gave me pleasure. His cock slid
slowly out and as it did so it slid over my prostrate and I shivered with
delight, then he pushed it back in and again he hit my prostrate. I was
being fucked by an expert that was for sure.
	I don't know how long he kept sliding in and out of my arse, it
could have been all night for all I knew, but then I felt his cock grow
bigger and he speeded up, every time he went in or out he was getting it
right and as his cock got bigger I could feel my own cum ready to burst
out. Then it happened, I started shooting my cum all over my belly and it
must have given him the impetus he needed as I felt him jerking in my arse
and I knew that he was filling me with his cum. He didn't take his cock
out, just ran his fingers through my cum on my belly and I could feel his
cock getting softer inside me. I lay there thinking about how great it had
been.
	Suddenly I felt his cock jerk and a splash of warmth inside my
arse, I looked up at him and he smiled at me saying "You don't mind do
you?" I couldn't think of anything to say as he now started to fill my arse
with his piss. The heat of his stream of piss as it filled me, his cock
plugging my arsehole, was a comforting and satisfying feeling. The pressure
of my swelling arsehole was pressing on my own bladder though and so as he
continued pissing into me my own cock started to pulse and then I let loose
a stream of piss, as he was leaning over me, it hit his belly and then
dripped off of him and back onto my belly mixing with my cum that was lying
there. Slowly he withdrew his cock and I pressed my arse closed so that his
warm piss didn't escape, then he leant over my pissing cock and took it in
his mouth, gulping down the liquid streaming from me.
	When I'd finished pissing he pushed the tip of his tongue deep in
my piss slit to get the last few drops, slid his mouth off my cock and
bringing his face and mouth closer to my belly he licked the mixture of cum
and piss off of me, slowly moving his tongue over me. Gradually he moved
his mouth, tongue and lips up my body until they were on top of my lips, I
opened my mouth and he opened his, I got a stream of my piss and cum
straight from his mouth and into mine. I swallowed it as he pushed his
tongue deeper in my mouth and as my tongue went in-between his parted lips
I could taste my liquids all over them.
	Slowly I got up from the bed and said
	"I'm going to get a shower, if you want to join me Gavin please
feel free" he followed me into the bathroom, fondling each other as we
went. I got the shower going and stepped inside, so did Gavin, it was a
tight squeeze, but we enjoyed it. As was obvious by his cock coming up to
half-hard again, which made mine start to firm up as well. I still had an
arse full of piss and cum and as we stood under the shower I slowly relaxed
my arse muscles and released it. Gavin put his finger in my arsehole and
stopped the flow, then he turned me around so that my arse was over his
cock, taking his finger out he said "Now you can let it go" I released the
flow again and I could feel his cock getting hard against my arse as the
stream of mixed piss and cum ran out over his cock and balls. Feeling his
hard cock sliding in-between my arse cheeks was getting me harder as well.
	The warm shower water was pouring down on us and I ran the soap
over Gavin's body, lathering him, he lifted his arms and I ran the soap
into his hairy pits, creating even more lather. He leant back against the
shower wall and let me explore his body with the soap and my hands, we were
kissing as my hands wandered all over him. It was one of the best showers
I've ever had.  Afterwards we went to bed together, Gavin didn't sleep in
the spare room, it was so great to be snuggled up to a man again. We went
to sleep in the 'Nesting spoons' position with me snuggled up to Gavin's
back. My cock was nestling between Gavin's arse cheeks and my arm was
around his waist and belly. We drifted off to sleep quite easily, I guess
that we were tired, but in the night I awoke and discovered that my cock
had got hard and I'd pushed it inside Gavin's arse. I lay there for a
moment wondering what to do, if I made any sudden movement it would wake
him up. If I withdrew it might wake him up. I moved slightly, Gavin moaned
and pushed himself back against me, I could feel my cock surrounded by his
warm flesh, I wanted him. Slowly I pulled back again and again Gavin pushed
back on my, now rigid, cock. I started to gently fuck him sliding my cock
in and out of his arsehole, he moaned, whether he was asleep or not I
didn't know and my cock couldn't care less.
	He flung his topmost arm backwards over me and said "Don't stop my
love" So I carried on, each thrust of my cock ploughing deeper and deeper
into him. He started to wank himself and as he did so I could feel the
movements on my cock inside him. This, of course, got me even more
excited. I put my arms around him and pulled him tighter against me, my
fingers found his nipples and started to squeeze and pull on them, my cock
and his arse seemed to be moving in unison now as we got faster and
faster. Gavin moaned and I could feel his wanking movements getting faster
and faster. I was ready to let my cum go and as I heard him moan in prelude
to releasing his cum, I felt the familiar stirring deep in my balls and
then I was shooting and Gavin was clamping his arse cheeks around the base
of my cock as he shot his load.
	Slowly we calmed down and drifted back to sleep, when morning came
I got up and made breakfast for us both then took it back to the
bedroom. He smiled as I came in carrying a tray of food with a coffee pot
and cups on it
	"I'm not usually a breakfast guy, a piece of toast and a quick
coffee is my normal thing" He said "But on this occasion I think we both
need some sustenance, don't you?"
	I nodded and smiled back at this handsome man lying naked in my
bed. "I think I could be persuaded to make breakfast for you anytime" I
said. With a big smile he looked me up and down and said
	"I will take anything you care to give me" He has and so have I, we
still live in separate houses for the moment, until he can sell his and
then he wants to move in with me. I'll be glad when he does as I need his
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