Date: Thu, 2 Dec 2010 18:23:32 +0000 From: David Lee <dlee169@hotmail.com> Subject: Someone to Watch over Me, chapter 6 Someone to Watch over Me, Chapter 6 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 6 Paul's stitches came out about five days later. Doug removed them using sterilized cuticle nippers and tweezers. Dakota's instructions were easy to follow. Paul was still thinking about Thanksgiving break. He couldn't get over the way Doug's family had adopted him in the short time they'd spent together. He could see where Doug got his compassionate manner. No one had asked how the two had met. Paul was thankful for that. Doug and he hadn't yet discussed a cover story. "I'm going to say I met you through your part-time job," Doug said. "Then you can explain that you work as a waiter at Vicenza's Restaurant. We won't be lying, just leaving out a few details like your other part-time employment." "I guess I'm okay with that, but I hate to deceive your mother." "So what would be gained by telling her I met you when you were working as a call boy?" Paul shrugged. "Who could be hurt by that revelation?" Doug continued. "Me, I guess," Paul answered. "What about Mom? How is she going to feel knowing that her son went out to pay for sex? Had you thought about what complete honesty might do?" "Sorry, I guess I was thinking about myself and no one else." "I appreciate the fact that you want to be forthright, but the world isn't all black and white. There are shades of gray, and sometimes it's kinder not to share everything." "But what if Jeremy turns up again?" "Fat chance of that happening! After all, we did file a police report. He'll stay away if he knows what's good for him. You saw how Mom had the locks changed as well as the code on her alarm system, just in case. He might not be on the most-wanted list, but he'll be subject to arrest if the authorities ever find him. Anything he says at this point will be considered a lie." "I worry about it anyway. If he accuses me of being a male prostitute, you know it will cast a shadow over our relationship. There's a verse in the Bible that says `be sure your sins will find you out' and I've always felt like I deserve to be punished when I do something bad." "So, you have to pay for your indiscretions even when they were done to help you survive after your `God-fearing' parents threw you out?" "I guess I've always thought God would get me in the long run, and I have it coming." Paul admitted. "Then did Christ die in vain?" "What do you mean?" "If Christ paid for our sins, are we expected to suffer for them as well? Wasn't what he did sufficient?" "Whoa, I never thought of it that way. You mean I'm covered with God?" "Yup, that's my understanding. Since you're into Bible verses, I have one for you from Proverbs," Doug said, trying to keep a straight face. "A good man is hard to find; and a hard man is especially good to find." "Uh, I've read all of Proverbs and I've never seen that one!" Paul giggled. "It's in the Revised Standard Douglas edition. Let me show you how awesome it is to find a man who's both good and hard." Doug grinned, massaging Paul's crotch. One thing led to another and they couldn't stop until both were satisfied. ---------- Paul's fall semester would end a few days before Christmas and there were a number of exams and projects to deal with in the next couple of weeks. Doug did everything he could to help take the stress out of it for Paul. He even offered to call Vicenza's to make sure Paul could have the Saturday before exam week off. Paul thanked him, but said he would be able to work as well as study. "I can't have you running interference for me all my life. I'm a big boy." "I can't argue with that," Doug laughed as he cupped Paul's package. "Hey, I thought you said you weren't going to distract me until after finals," Paul giggled. "Sorry! I wasn't planning to. I'll take a cold shower and stay in the bedroom," Doug grinned. "No you won't," Paul insisted. "I've kept up on my studies all term and I can do my job at the restaurant and do you as well." He drew Doug into a tight embrace, kissing him deeply. Doug wanted to keep his promise of not taking up Paul's time for sexual pleasure, but the head in his pants overruled the one on his shoulders. Paul sensed Doug's internal struggle and let him off the hook. "I need this too," he said quietly. "Making love with you isn't a waste of my time; it's a way of renewing my strength and resolve. I'll do a better job of concentrating after I've spent a few minutes in heaven..." Heaven was their next stop. ---------- Paul did exceptionally well on his projects and exams. Even before the grades were posted, he knew in his heart that he'd passed with flying colors. The fact that he was in a stable relationship and didn't have to worry about how to pay his bills went a long way in helping him concentrate on the important things. He often thought about how different his life would be had he not met Doug. His short stint at being a male "escort" with clients like Jeremy had been an eye-opener. How scary things might have become! Paul was certain of how he felt about Doug. He didn't view his lover as a "sugar daddy," but rather as a peer that he'd like to spend the rest of his life with. He hoped that Doug felt, and would continue to feel, the same. ---------- With the term over, Paul put in extra hours at the restaurant helping with holiday parties and the like. He had a couple of motives. He wanted to make more money, and he also wanted to be in good stead with his employer so that his request for additional days off around Christmas would be granted. Both desires were fulfilled. Having extra money allowed Paul to buy something special for Doug. He also needed a gift for Doug's sister (whose name he had drawn in the family exchange) as well as finding a house-gift for his prospective in-laws when they got together for the holidays. There was a dollar limit on how much he could spend on Ashley's gift because the family had agreed on it. That was both good and bad. It meant he wouldn't go over budget, but it also required a lot of looking to find something decent in that price range. The celebration was to be at Dakota's home which had even more room for guests than Gwen's. Paul was thankful because Jeremy's attack on him at the workshop was still fresh in his mind. Christmas had a better chance of being a time of peace and goodwill without those reminders. Doug found his house lonely on the nights Paul had to work extra. A couple of times he went to Vicenza's to eat just so he could have more contact with his lover. Of course, he realized that Paul had other tables besides his and couldn't be with him constantly, but it was still good just to have him near. On the last night Paul had to work before break, he came home looking tired, but pleased. He had made a pocketful of big tips from people who had been full of Christmas cheer, and a bit of alcohol, which increased their generosity. Doug helped him count the money before taking him to their bathroom to shower. "No sex tonight, my young prince," Doug announced when Paul began to make out in the shower. "You need your rest." "I'll rest better if I'm satisfied," Paul said as he teased Doug's perineum with his middle finger. Doug went hard immediately and there was no denying that he was interested in doing more than cuddling. "Paul, you're being a very naughty boy!" Doug chided. "So, take me over your knee and teach me some manners," Paul challenged. "You asked for it!" Doug quickly dried Paul's body and his own before half carrying his lover to their bed. He sat on the edge, arranging Paul's body across his lap. Paul's cute, firm butt was situated perfectly to be a prime target. Of course, that put their cocks in close contact as well. "I've been a bad boy and I'm ready for my punishment, Daddy," Paul giggled. Doug gave his sweet ass a playful swat. He would never strike Paul hard enough to leave a red mark. Paul knew that and trusted that it would all be play-acting. After a couple more swats, Doug massaged those delectable buns in a circular motion, getting closer to Paul's rosebud with each pass. Finally, he massaged the cleft between his cheeks with his middle finger. Paul moaned and dripped precum on Doug's ball sac. Doug decided there was no use letting the boy go to bed frustrated. "Did Daddy hurt you," he asked getting back into their game. "A little," Paul said in a kid-like voice. "Let me kiss your owies." With that said, Doug slid out from under Paul's body and proceeded to kiss his butt. Paul giggled in response. Doug decided to heat things up and began to lick Paul's perineum, moving ever closer to his sphincter. Paul nearly shot his load from the experience. "You gotta stop or I'm gonna blow!" "Turn around and let me suck that beautiful cock," Doug replied. A moment later, they were nursing each other's cock. Neither of them could last long. With muffled cries of joy and relief, each filled the other's mouth with hot nectar. They kissed deeply and passionately for several minutes before quieting down to gentler, softer kissing. Exhaustion began to overtake Paul's body and he fell asleep in Doug's arms. They cuddled all night. ---------- Paul awakened with a start, thinking he'd overslept. Then he remembered that he was on vacation and stretched indolently. He missed Doug's warm body in their bed, but not for long. Doug came in and stood next to the bed, smiling down at his lover. "Breakfast is about ready, if you're ready for it." "What's on the menu; man-milk?" Paul grinned as he felt inside of Doug's robe. "You are incorrigible!" Doug laughed. "What did I ever do to deserve this?" "I guess you were born under a lucky star," Paul teased. "I can't deny that!" Doug agreed. Since Doug had over a week of vacation, he didn't have to rush off like he usually did. The guys enjoyed a leisurely breakfast before going to the mall to do a bit of holiday window shopping. Both had essentially purchased the gifts they needed to buy, but were going to enjoy the performance of carols by local high schools in the center of the mall and perhaps be tempted to make some small purchases as well. When they got home, Doug suggested having a nap. Paul was in favor of it. Surprisingly, they actually did sleep. Of course, they were cuddled together. Paul couldn't get over how great it was simply to sleep in his lover's arms. ---------- The drive to Dakota's house on the afternoon of Christmas Eve took a little over two and a half hours. Traffic was moderate, and everyone on the road seemed to be in a cautious mood. Perhaps they were afraid there were additional troopers on duty to catch them speeding on Christmas Eve, or perhaps they were being careful not to mar their holidays with accidents. Paul started out behind the wheel, but relinquished his spot when they stopped at a rest area about halfway to their destination. He figured it would be easier for Doug to drive to the house than for Doug to give him directions. Jayden and Katelyn almost literally dragged their uncles into the family room when they'd barely gotten out of their coats. The children wanted to show off the tree they'd helped decorate. Prominently displayed were the hand-made ornaments they'd crafted in their art classes at school. Doug and Paul made all the right comments about how beautiful everything was. Dakota came home shortly after his brother and Paul arrived. He'd been called in because of an automobile crash. It seemed that not all drivers had been as cautious as they should have been. "What upsets me the most is that they didn't have proper infant seats and restraints for the children. You have no idea how much I'd like to punch them out! It's child neglect, pure and simple." "Doug, would you mix your baby brother a whiskey and soda to settle him down before dinner?" Tara asked. "You know where the bar is; make something for Paul and yourself too. I wouldn't mind a small glass of the white Zinfandel that's chilling in the fridge. I'll bet Gwen and Ashley would join me." Doug hurried to play bartender, taking everyone's orders. Paul helped deliver the drinks. He enjoyed being able to contribute in some small way. Tara's diversionary tactics put everyone in a relaxed mood. Tara had built the evening's meal around a standing rib roast. She thought it would be a good contrast to the turkey they'd have the next day. Gwen had come early in order to help with the rest of dinner. They ate before 6:00 in order to make it to the 7:30 Christmas Eve service. It would be meaningful for the adults, and hopefully the children would learn more about the Christmas story by attending. In any event, it would help distract little minds from the packages under the tree. ---------- Author's notes: At this moment, it looks like Illinois has enacted a new law that will provide for civil unions! It's a step in the right direction because it will give same-sex partners the same rights as married couples. Things are looking up! Thanks to all who emailed since last posting. If you contact me after I've sent the chapter to Nifty, I will do my best to acknowledge you in the next posting. This week's list include: Ch 5: Brian P, Paul F, Walt S, Steve, Tony C, Rutabaga, Bill T, Ott H, Chris J, Jim C, Mike T, Bill K, Jack H, Paul R, Oxford, Chea, Tom A, Trish R, Jim W, John McD, Joe M, Jake B, Carroll, Polar, and Gary McC. As of the end of last month, 38 new people have responded to this story in addition to the usual list of readers. I appreciate everyone's support! David