Date: Thu, 6 Jan 2011 23:31:52 +0000 From: David Lee <dlee169@hotmail.com> Subject: Someone to Watch over Me, Chapter 11 Someone to Watch over Me, Chapter 11 Warning: This story contains scenes of love and sexual interaction between males of consenting age. If the reading or possessing this material is illegal in your country, state, province, county, municipality, etc., please leave this site immediately and do not proceed further. If you are under the legal age to read this, please do not do so. It is not my intention to offend anyone or to get you in trouble. The author retains the copyright, and any other rights, to this original story. You may not publish it or any part of it without explicit authorization from me. This is not my first attempt at writing fiction. My longer stories on Nifty include: "Always and Forever" (March 25, 2004), "Jacob and Jacques" (May 30, 2004), "Zeke" (August 29, 2005), "Tales from Bentonville" (November 16, 2008), and "Second Chance" (September 24, 2010) under "High School" in the gay male section. There are a few short stories also: "Brad and Alan's Canoe Trip" (April 22, 2004 under "Camping", "Of Angels and Dragons" (November 8, 2008) under "Camping", "A Christmas Tale" (December 22, 2009) under "High School", "Brazil Affair (October 1, 2010) under "Beginnings", and "Seth's Gift" (October 10, 2010) under the Science Fiction/Fantasy category. I am now listed on Nifty under the category of "Prolific Net Authors" which will make it easier for you to access earlier stories. Some of these stories are also posted at: www.storylover.us along with those of other writers that may interest you. My only reward for contributing to Nifty is your emails. Please write if you like the story. Please include the name of the story in the title of your email because my email service sometimes puts them in the "spam" file. Finally, thanks and hugs to Tom and David who edit for me so that there are fewer mistakes! They not only proof-read, but make other valuable suggestions. David (dlee169@hotmail.com) ------------------------------------------------------------------ Someone to Watch over Me, Chapter 11 The following morning, Mike showed up at the hospital grinning all over. "You look happy!" Paul said to him. "Do I want to know what happened or would I be better off in the dark?" "Nothing happened that I couldn't talk about over breakfast. I did sleep over at his apartment, but we just talked and cuddled. Do you know how awesome it is to wake up with another guy in your arms?" "I do have a vague idea," Paul smirked. "Oh yeah, I'm an idiot! It's so thrilling to me that I forgot you know a LOT more about that than I do. Anyway, he was a perfect gentleman. He said he'd love to ravish my bod, but he doesn't want to be intimate until we get to know each other better as friends. I think I'm in love!" "He does sound like a decent guy. The fact that you guys snuggled all night without having to have sex is a good sign that he's not after just one thing. Please continue to take it slowly." "I am, Big Bro! Back off a little, okay?" Mike said a bit irritated. "Sorry, I'm acting too much like a big brother." "It's alright, I'm glad you care. Please pull for me. Sebastian is the best thing in my life right now." "He good therapist," Doug contributed. "Cute too." Mike blushed. He had assumed Doug was asleep or he probably wouldn't have talked so freely about his infatuation with Sebastian. He didn't want to get the young man in trouble with the hospital. "You won't tell on him, will you?" Mike pleaded. "The hospital might not like him fraternizing with someone connected with one of his patients. It could be a breach of ethics or something." "Lip's, uh, uh, zipper." "Zipped?" "Yes." "Cool!" ---------- Doug, Paul, and Mike were walking slowly back from the other end of the hall when Sebastian came to take Doug to occupational therapy. He beamed when he saw that Mike was there. "Hey, Cutie," he said quietly to Mike before turning to his brother. "Paul, do I have your permission to date Mike?" "You don't need my permission; he's old enough to look after himself." "But I want your approval. If you think I'm out of bounds because I'm older than he is, I want you to say so." "And if I disapproved would you stay away from him?" "It would be hard, but I'd try to." "Bet it hard!" Doug joked, cupping his own crotch with his right hand to make sure they understood his innuendo. "You'd better not be a smart-ass or I'll put you through hell today," Sebastian laughed. "I'm pleased to see that the stroke didn't damage your sense of humor." "It seems to have affected his sense of decorum, however," Paul snickered. "So what's your answer, Paul?" Sebastian persisted. "I'm okay with you guys dating. I know your age difference is less than Doug's and mine, but keep in mind that Mike hasn't been around the block." "I haven't `been around the block', as you put it, either. I'm probably the last virgin my age on earth. I have no plans to force Mike into anything he doesn't want to do." "Hey guys, don't talk about me like I'm not here!" Mike objected. "Be thankful were talking about you to your face and not behind your back," Paul said, poking his brother in the ribs making him squirm and giggle. "Yeah I guess I have something to be thankful for even if my bro IS over-protective." Once in the therapy room, it was all business as Sebastian gently, but firmly pushed Doug to go beyond what he'd done the day before. Doug was nearly exhausted when they finished, but felt great about what he'd managed to accomplish. ---------- Over the next couple of days, Doug made slow, but steady progress. His speech was still halting, but he was able to form short sentences when he concentrated. Doctors brought in residents and other medical students to observe the remarkable progress he was making. He joked with them, saying he felt like a specimen under a microscope, but said he didn't mind if it would help further their knowledge. Several of the females, and possibly one male, in the group would have liked to have studied him closer - until they found out he was in a serious relationship. Just over a week after he'd suffered the stroke; Doug was released from the hospital to the care of Paul and Gwen. Paul had planned to drop his summer classes in order to be Doug's full-time nurse, but Doug talked him out of the idea. "Mom help and you get credits. We marry in December. Stop working at Vincenzo's. I need you." "So you plan to support me while I finish my degree?" "Yes! First - I was watch – watch- "Watching?" "Yes, watching over you. Now you watch over me. Deal?" "Deal," Paul agreed, smiling behind misty eyes. ---------- That night Doug and Paul showered together for the first time in weeks. It was evident that Doug's libido was returning more rapidly than this speech. He rubbed his rising cock against Paul's soapy body, driving home the point. "Want to fuck," Doug giggled, pointing to himself. "You want to drill me with that big tool or have me do you?" "You do. Plenty of lube! Been awhile." "Are you sure the doctor is okay with you having sex already?" "Yup, I asked." "Seriously? You asked Chris if we could screw?" "Yes. He said fine – good for me." "Okay, my horny stud. I'm gonna give you the ride of your life." "Good!" Paul spent a long time on foreplay. In fact, Doug had a mini-orgasm before Paul even entered him. When they did couple, Doug was so loosened up and so hot that he felt nothing but pure pleasure as Paul's steely phallus glided into his quivering chute. Paul took long, slow strokes at first. Each time he reached the hilt, Doug pushed upward in an attempt to take more. After a few minutes, he begged Paul to go faster and deeper. Paul complied. Doug's breathing became ragged, signaling that he was close. Paul began to moan in response. He felt like he wanted to plunge his whole body inside his lover and Doug seemed eager to accommodate him. With a final thrust and a whimper, Paul began to fill Doug with his stored-up load. Doug responded by spewing a copious flood between them. It was very hot and rather messy! "I love you more than anyone, ever," Doug spoke clearly. "Oh fuck! That's fantastic!" "Doug, you're speaking in sentences without any hesitation." "Your cum must have squirted into my brain and healed me!" "I don't know about your brain, but this bed is going to be soaked. I forgot to bring a towel." "Lick and share!" Doug suggested. Paul did. The bed was still sticky, but neither of them minded one bit. In fact, Doug rolled his body in it as if he were a dog. "Want more," he exclaimed, lapsing back into his choppy mode of speaking. "Doug, you need your rest." "Rest better when satisfied," Doug snickered. "Quoting boyfriend!" Having said that, he turned his head toward the foot of the bed and licked from Paul's navel to his pubes, tasting remnants of his own cum on the way. "Wait, if we're doing 69, let's take a quick shower. No telling what's on my cock," Paul giggled. After a brief but thorough shower, they assumed the position and resumed their love-making. It took longer for their second orgasms to arrive, but the journey was out of this world! ---------- As summer officially arrived, Doug continued to improve. Gwen took him to therapy sessions several times a week in the beginning, but not as much by the end of June. By then, his therapists felt that the family could help him at home about as much as they could. Gwen worked on helping him rebuild his vocabulary and on enunciating his words clearly. She had him sing along with some of his favorite CD's as well. There were days when he felt like he was taking two steps forward and one back, but at least it was generally going in the right direction. Paul and Doug joined the health club where Sebastian practiced his out-patient physical therapy. Because he was associated with the facility, he got them a great rate and a family membership that included Mike. As a result, Mike spent more and more time in the city at Doug and Paul's house, and sometimes at Sebastian's apartment. Sebastian instructed Paul on how to take Doug through his exercises so that Paul could work with him after the insurance coverage for those services ran out. Occasionally Sebastian, Mike, Doug, and Paul would work out at the same time. Then, they'd all hit the steam room and whirlpool together. Since the men's facilities were connected to their locker room, clothing and towels were optional. Mike and Sebastian weren't modest in the least. Doug wasn't either, and Paul went along with the rest. He found it kind of enjoyable being completely naked with other guys. He'd taught Mike to masturbate as a kid and he'd made love with Doug a lot, so Sebastian was the only one new to him (well, other than a few guys from the gym who might share the spa or steam room). And, although they didn't do anything intimate with each other, they all did check each other out. ---------- To celebrate Independence Day, Paul asked Doug how he would feel if they hosted a backyard picnic. They could invite all of Doug's family, his mother, Mike, and Larry too. They might extend an invitation to Dr. Chris and "guest" as well. Doug was all for it. Gwen insisted that she would organize the major portion of it since Paul had school work to do. She would call Marie, and together they might turn it into a party celebrating the holiday and Paul's birthday at the same time. It would give Marie a chance to commemorate her son's milestone birthday a few days after the actual date. Doug wanted to host a small party for Paul's birthday on the 29th. He invited Mike and Sebastian to go out with them. Mike was old enough to get into one of the local gay clubs, and Paul could enjoy his first legal drink at dinner before going to it. Doug insisted on paying for everything. The four of them had dinner at Vicenza's at 7:00. Their waiter, Justin, was one of Paul's friends from when he'd worked there, so his service was top-notch because he was trying to live up to Paul's. Justin made several recommendations about which of the current entrée's were the best, and the guys took his advice. Paul was pleased to be able to order wine to go with his meal. Sebastian was old enough to be served too, but declined because Mike wasn't 21. His thoughtfulness didn't go unnoticed. After their leisurely dinner, they went to "Cupid's Arrow" for a while. It was crowded with lots of hot looking guys and the music was loud. Mike and Sebastian danced to almost every number, but Doug and Paul only went out on the floor when the DJ played music appropriate for quieter, slow dances with the lights turned down low. When it got loud again, the guys decided to return to Doug and Paul's place. Doug was too tired to stay longer, and Sebastian was upset that several guys were hitting on his date. Mike was also put off by the unwanted attention he was getting, and was glad that Sebastian was there to act as his protector. He felt rather like a piece of fresh meat that had been thrust into a cage of hungry lions. Although he didn't mind feeling like he was attractive, he was frightened about what some of the men might want to do to him if they had the chance. About 10:30, Doug was ready for bed, so Mike and Sebastian went to the latter's apartment to sleep. Paul wondered if they'd do more than that, but didn't allude to it in any way, feeling it was none of his business. ---------- Mike had been accepted to several colleges and had put a small deposit at one of the private colleges as well as the local university where Paul was enrolled. By July, Mike was certain that he wanted to be at the university. Doug offered him a bedroom at their house and Sebastian also invited him to move in, but Mike decided to live at least one term in the dorm. He wanted to participate in some of the silliness and bull sessions that are an integral part of college life. If Sebastian's and his feelings for each other continued to evolve toward a long-term relationship, he'd likely move in with him second term. He wasn't especially eager to break that news to his mother, but he would when the time came. He wasn't going to hide his nature forever. He would soon find out what his mother's reaction would be. ---------- The Fourth of July/birthday celebration turned out well. Everyone who was invited came. Paul was pleased and Doug more so. Doug was determined to show how far he'd progressed. He manned the grill for a good part of the time. Paul took over toward the end, when he began to tire from standing. They grilled hamburgers, hotdogs, marinated chicken breasts, and a few veggie burgers in case Chris's date wasn't into meat. Ironically, she chose a large hamburger and the veggie burgers went untouched. Gwen had made a large bowl of her famous potato salad and a three-bean salad. Ashley came with a veggie tray and dip. Tom brought chips. Marie had made her special baked beans and a large birthday cake. Tara had baked brownies. And Chris and his girlfriend, Joy, came bearing a chilled watermelon. Everyone had a pleasant time. Paul got to know his probable step-father better, and liked what he saw. Larry seemed to have moderate political and religious views and was blessed with the tact not to force his opinions on others. Marie kept watching her younger son and Sebastian as they stayed close together, somewhat apart from the rest of the group. She was not so naïve that she hadn't picked up on the fact they were becoming very close buddies. She mentally compared their interactions to those of Paul and Doug - the secret smiles, the subtle touches, the moments of being seemingly oblivious of the rest of the world. It was becoming obvious to her that Mike was probably gay like his brother. Now she had to find some way to let him know that she would accept him as he was. "Sebastian's a really good looking young man," she said to Mike when they were together for a moment, slightly out of earshot from the rest. "Uh, yeah, I guess so," Mike blushed, wondering where this conversation would lead. "You're a lucky boy, Michael." "Mom, I..." "It's okay. Larry has taught me a lot about life in the 21st century. I'm not like I was when your father was alive. Really, I've changed." "Then you're not upset?" "No, I love you as I do Paul. I'll admit that I can't quite understand why one male would love another, uh, in that way, but I can accept it." "Thanks, Mom!" Mike sighed in relief. "Let me introduce Sebastian to you." "You've done that already." "Yeah, but this time I want to introduce him as my boyfriend. He's really sweet and kind. I know you're gonna love him." "Yes, do introduce him in that way. I'm sure I'll become fond of him as I am of Doug when we get better acquainted. As long as he's good to you, I'll be content." ---------- Around 8:30, Marie lit the candles on the cake. The 21 candles made it glow brightly in the dusk of early evening. Jayden and Katelyn were duly impressed and helped Paul blow them out. Their efforts were rewarded by being served the first two pieces. When darkness fully settled over the city, the fireworks display in the nearby park began. It was pretty easy to see from Doug and Paul's backyard. Their vantage point was nearly as good as if they'd fought the crowds to get a closer seat. Katelyn settled back on Dakota's lap with her head against his chest to watch, and would have fallen asleep but for the bright flashes and loud bangs. Jayden wedged his body between Uncle Paul and Uncle Doug in the two-seated glider to enjoy the array of colored light and loud noises. He bounced excitedly with each new burst. His enthusiasm made Paul certain that he and Doug would want children of their own someday. After a half hour of amazing displays, the show was over. Traffic in the area began to move as spectators headed home. The guests at Paul and Doug's party waited until the streets began to empty before leaving. Chris and Joy left first, followed by Marie and Larry. Mike went home with Sebastian soon after his mother had departed. Even though she'd made a gesture of acceptance, he didn't want to flaunt what he was doing. Members of the Doug's family were staying with them overnight. Ashley offered to sleep on the sofa to free up a bedroom for their father, but Gwen said it wasn't necessary. She and Tom could share. The little ones slept on cots in their parent's room. Everyone eventually got settled for the night. ---------- "Can you believe my mom?" Mike asked as they reached Sebastian's apartment. "What? She seemed quite cordial to me." "Yeah, that's what I mean. You didn't know her when my dad was alive. She was as homophobic as anyone you'd ever meet. It must have been his influence because when she joined the church that he'd grown up in, she kinda went along with it I think. She never said a word when he broke Paul's laptop and slapped him around before throwing him out. It was awful! I guess I can't blame her since I was too frightened to say anything either." "Did it occur to you how scared she probably was? She doesn't appear to be prejudiced now." Sebastian said. "She was probably frightened to death of my father. Her boyfriend isn't like him at all and he's been a good influence." "He seems nice." "Yeah, he's a nicer man than my father was." "What did you think of the fireworks tonight?" Sebastian asked, changing the subject. "They were great, but I'd like to make some fireworks of our own." Mike grinned. "Are you sure you're ready for this?" "Yeah! Let's shower together and see where it leads." "You know we're not gonna be able to keep our hands off each other this time, don't you?" Sebastian cautioned. "That's what I'm counting on," Mike giggled. "I've never had a cock in my mouth and I think it's about time I learned how to please yours." Mike kissed Sebastian passionately running his tongue across his lips until it gained entrance. They made out for several minutes before slowly stripping each other naked and getting into the shower stall together. It was a tight squeeze, especially with two raging hardons between them. Once they were thoroughly wet, Sebastian shut off the tap so that the hot water wouldn't run out before they were finished. He had grabbed two washcloths on the way and offered one of them and the shower gel to Mike. Both guys poured an ample amount on the cloths before using them on each other's body. Mike pulled him into a tight embrace and rubbed their soapy bodies together, enjoying the sensation immensely. They kissed deeply for several more minutes. Sebastian turned the water on again so they could rinse off. As soon as the suds were gone and the water was turned off again, Mike got on his knees and began to kiss Sebastian from his knees to his balls. He milked back Sebastian's dusky foreskin to reveal his perfectly shaped, pink cock-head. He thought it was the most beautiful one he'd ever seen. He ran his tongue across it, enjoying its silky texture causing Sebastian to react with a sharp intake of breath. "Did I hurt you?" Mike asked hoping he hadn't. "No, that's the most awesome thing I've ever felt! Are you sure you've never done this before?" "No, I haven't. I'm glad you liked it. Let me continue." Mike might not have been experienced, but he had gone to a site called, lifeout.com and seen video clips of guys giving head. He tried a "butterfly" type technique under the head of Sebastian's throbbing cock. That unleashed a burst of precum which Mike savored on his tongue before swallowing. "Come to my bed so I can do those things to you at the same time," Sebastian invited. >From then on, for the next several minutes, all talking ceased and they concentrated on pleasuring each other. With many of the sensations being new to them, it took little time to achieve mind-blowing climaxes. Both moaned and whimpered as they fed each other their sticky nectar. "I love you!" Mike declared after their post-coital kisses began to cool down. "I'm falling in love with you too, and it scares me! What if it's just about being horny and getting off?" "We've shared meals, workouts, overnights in your bed, and lots of things without having sex till now. You know it's more than that." "I hope so. I really want this to last." "Let me snuggle up against your back, please," Mike requested. They soon fell asleep, spooned together. ---------- In early August, Doug went back to work half days. He was feeling fine and communicating well by then. He still felt more exhausted than he would have from a full day before his stroke, but was making progress on building up his stamina too. Paul's classes were finished by then and Gwen moved back home because she felt that her mission in the city was finished. The young men would be fine on their own and they needed their privacy. She invited Tom to move in with her and he accepted. Her divorce from Jeremy hadn't been finalized, but she didn't care. She's been married to Tom for over 20 years before they'd parted, so they really weren't hurting anyone or anything by living together. With Doug working a limited schedule and Paul off from school, they had time to do a few fun things before the rat-race of autumn began again. They took a short trip to a quiet lake to canoe one weekend. It would have been fun to camp, but Paul was afraid to have Doug sleep out on the ground. Besides, they didn't really have sufficient equipment for it. So, they rented a small cabin instead. Their days were relaxed and pleasant. They even had the chance to sun naked in the well-screened area behind the cabin. The following week they drove to Washington, DC so that Doug could meet with people at the Pentagon one more time. Since he wasn't cleared to fly yet, it seemed like the best way to travel. Paul was excited because he'd been there only once before on a choir trip in high school. There were a couple of sights that he wanted to see that weren't on his previous itinerary, principally the Holocaust Museum. Doug did some of the driving on the toll road, but left the busier, more complex traffic situations in Paul's capable hands. ---------- Doug's meeting with the military was brief and mostly a formality. He couldn't figure out why it hadn't been done by a teleconference or similar method. Perhaps they were checking to see if he was still in command of his faculties, but that didn't make a lot of sense either. They already had his permission to use his invention. All of the contracts had been signed on his last visit, but he wasn't about to complain since the government was picking up the tab and Paul was excited about the trip. He was surprised to be seated with several important military leaders on a platform facing an audience of 30 or more people. It was nice to be honored in this way, but he dreaded the prospect of hearing a number of long speeches. If the thought bored him, he could only imagine how Paul felt, sitting in the audience. Paul was finding the whole thing more interesting because of the glowing words the Pentagon staff had for Doug and his work. It made Paul beam with pride. About the time the guys thought the whole thing was over, there was activity in the hallway at the back of the room. All rose as a high- ranking general strode in accompanied by the President and followed by a couple of secret service agents. The general took the microphone. "Please be seated. A number of you don't know me by sight; I'm General Walton. I don't have to introduce your unexpected guest because you all recognize him. We've been in a strategy meeting and the President will be heading to a meeting with members of the House of Representatives in a few minutes, but he wanted to stop by." "Thank you, General Walton. Ladies and gentlemen I want to take this opportunity to let you all know how much we appreciate the important work you're doing. I understand we have an inventor here who has created a device to help you in your efforts to make our nation safe. I want to shake hands with him and his guest." "Mr. Hartke and Mr. Cage, will you please come to the podium?" the moderator of the meeting requested. Paul got up to join Doug on the platform. He had the kind of goose-bumps people get when they're excited about being part of something they never expected to happen. "Mr. Hartke, I thank you on behalf of the nation for using your creative mind to help bring security to our land." The President said while shaking his hand. "Thank you, Sir. I'm greatly honored that you stopped by." "It's been my pleasure to do so." "Mr. Cage, I'm told that your suggestion of using a newly discovered material greatly enhanced the capabilities of Mr. Hartke's invention by reducing its size. My thanks to you as well." "Thank you, Sir!" "Now I hate to run off, but Ms. Pelosi will have my hind quarters in a sling if I keep her waiting! Goodbye everyone and keep up the good work!" The President and his small entourage of personal security exited the room to the sound of applause. The moderator took the mike again to wrap up the meeting. "I've prepared a long speech," he joked. "But in view of the excitement of having our Commander-in-Chief here, I think that constitutes a fitting close. I thank you all for being here – especially you Mr. Hartke, because I've been informed that it was a long trip for you since you're not allowed to fly at present. Had I known, I'd have postponed this meeting and you'd have missed the President. Some things work out for the best." -------------------------------------------------------------------- Author's notes: Thanks to all who wrote since I sent in the last chapter to be posted. Some who didn't make the list in time are also included here: Bobby M, Jase R (re: Zeke), Trish R, Chuck B, Carroll, Jim W, Ott, Tony C, Walt S, Mark H, Jim W, Rutabaga, Bill K, Paul L, Paul R, Tony W, Michael T, Bill T, Lawrence N, Tom A, Jay (Mudcat), Geoff, Andy R, ElPasobuddy, Jim C, Jake B, Wayne S, Gary McC, Oxford, and Mike B.