Date: Sat, 23 Jan 1999 18:05:11 PST
From: "Robert J. Cutter" <cutter57@hotmail.com>
Subject: Wine Country - Chapter 2 (Man/Man)

Disclaimer: The following is a work of fiction. It contains depictions of
consensual sex between two men. The story also includes depictions of the
sexual activity of a physically handicapped person. If this or any other
aspect of male/male sex offends you or if you are averse to anything
homosexual, please go elsewhere. 

			       WINE COUNTRY
       Copyright 1999 by Robert J. Cutter -- All Rights Reserved.

The author retains all rights to this story. It is not permissible to
distribute it to any newsgroups and/or other web sites without the express
written consent and permission of the author. 

		       Chapter 2 -- Jack's Dilemma

Jack woke up the next morning not knowing where he was; he was quite
confused. He looked around the room. His body felt very serene even though
his mind was in turmoil.

He felt a weight on his shoulder and something soft and warm in his
hand. Jack looked down and suddenly remembered where he was and where he
had spent last night. He was holding and softly caressing Jevin's arm stump
with both of his hands. The arm was velvety soft and quite warm, just as
Jack remembered it from last night.

He looked at Jevin whose head now rested on Jack's shoulder. He then
completely recalled last night and the events that led up to his being here
in this young man's apartment.

"What a night we had! Had it been real? Have I really connected with this
young, enticing guy?" he calmly asked himself. It seemed impossible but it
was apparently so. Jack felt confident waking up with this stunning young
man and he sleeping together. Here, apparently, was someone who really
liked him and wanted him - and his aged body.

Jack looked over at the sleeping Jevin. He could not believe the intensity
of the feeling that he had for this guy. "What an exquisite beauty he is,"
Jack thought. "To spend even one night with such a fabulous creature makes
me incredibly lucky!" He planted a feather light kiss on Jevin's forehead,
nuzzled the stump and kissed it.

Unfortunately for Jack, this feeling of serenity and hope did not last all
that long. The old demons were playing with his mind again. In a manner
that seemed to flood and overwhelm his brain he kept hearing the same thing
over and over again.

"But why would he want someone as old as you? He's a young, handsome,
enticing guy! He's a very sexy partner. Of course, he is `damaged' goods
and he takes it where he can find it. You were very, very lucky to get such
a nice young cock to suck on last night. He's obviously a very, very
desperate person!"

Jack tried to fight back these horrific thoughts and he finally succeeded.

"God! What a fucking horrible, uncaring, and unthinking person you are,
Jack Turner. Can't you see that the guy really likes you? Don't you know
yet that you really like him? Can't your pea brain comprehend such an
emotion? Don't you know yet that you love his beautiful soft, smooth body
and that tempting missing hand? His youth is doing wonderful things to your
sexual abilities and that glorious stump is doing wonderful, exciting
things to your body. And still you turn away from Jevin! What a shithead
you are! You have found a decent, caring and loving person and you're going
to piss it away because you have unfounded and unsubstantiated doubts and
fears about your own sexual desirability. What a load of horse shit! If you
loose this guy, this beautiful Jevin, this wonderful young person, then you
deserve the middle age filled with loneliness and misery that you're going
to get!"

Jack glanced at Jevin's beautiful face, resting so peacefully on his
body. He was certainly beautiful -- and desirable -- and caring -- and
loving. Jack had never met anyone like him in all the years he was
searching. Jack held Jevin's attractive arm stump so delicately and
soothingly -- like it was a piece of the rarest crystal; he lovingly
caressed it again and again.

Jack's eyes began to wander around the room. He had not looked at it
carefully last night since there were other pressing matter to be attended
to at that time. He noticed lots of bookcase filled, appropriately, with
books, but also containing various knick-knacks and what appeared to be
family pictures. There were also trophies, plaques, a candelabrum and
numerous items of glass. There was a very large computer and other
equipment he did not recognize set up on a large desk. His eyes suddenly
saw Jevin's artificial arm lying on the dresser; it was attached to
something that was flashing a green light. He felt himself getting aroused
once again as he continued to look at Jevin's prosthetic arm and rub and
hold the arm stump. He noticed a digital clock -- it was 10:12 AM. Time to
get up and take his morning piss.

Jack slowly released Jevin's arm stump and moved the youth's head onto his
own pillow. He walked to the bathroom and started peeing. He saw his
reflection in the mirror above the toilet and smiled happily at himself. He
thought back to last night again and of his great good fortune in their
meeting. This was despite what his demons and slightly achy body told him.
Suddenly he saw Jevin's face appear behind him, almost like an apparition;
he turned so fast that he almost pissed on Jevin.

"What the hell are you doin'? You scared the shit outta me!" Jack
practically yelled.

"I need to take a wicked piss, that's what." They leaned in towards each
other and kissed very lightly.

"Good morning, Jevyboy," Jack said.

"Good morning, my great big Jackybear," Jevin responded. Jevin looked down
at Jack's cock and boldly leaned over and took it delicately in his hand
and aimed it at the bowl. Jack, realizing how great this felt, did the
same, holding on to Jevin's gorgeous cock and stoking it lightly with one
finger as he aimed it at the bowl; they both pissed while chuckling.

Jevin kissed Jack again. "Do you want to go back to bed?" he asked.

"God! You are one hot, horny stud, aren't you, Jev?"

"With you in bed with me everything is possible -- even me being a stud."

"What do you mean `even me being a stud'?"

"You know, I'm not, well, I'm gawky and sort of nerdy and, uh, not
very good looking and I have this..." he said while looking down and
raising his arm stump slightly. "I'm definitely not what is normally
referred to as stud material." He blushed; this always happened to him
whenever he spoke about himself engaged in sexual activity.

Jack put his two hands on either side of Jevin's face, lifted it until they
were looking in each other's eyes and kissed him more passionately. "Not
true! Absolutely not true! You are a very attractive guy, not to mention a
very, very sexy guy. Believe it! And I love your--" He lightly took
Jevin's arm stump in his hands and brought it to his mouth. He kissed it
lovingly.

"You really think I'm attractive and sexy?" Jevin asked shyly.

"Yes!"

"And my missing hand doesn't bother you?"

"Absolutely not! Jevin, please don't question me! What did I say? It's so!
You're a *very* good-looking guy -- very handsome. I would go so far as to
call you beautiful." Jevin blushed an even deeper shade of red. "You're
tall, you've got a great body, great eyes, a fabulous smile and absolutely
superb equipment." Jack reached down and gave Jevin's semi-erect cock and
his balls a gentle squeeze. Jevin grinned ear to ear. "You're just a
really, really sexy young guy and if you ask me, your arm stump contributes
to that tremendous sexiness."

The last part was spoken very softly and sexily. Jevin eyes started tearing
up when he heard this. Jack leaned forward and they both kissed softly.
Jack put his arms around Jevin's waist and pulled him closer for a more
passionate kiss. Their chests were grinding together and their tongues
explored the mouth of their partner.

When they broke, they smiled broadly at each other. Jevin moved his arm
stump and slowly began rubbing it the length of Jack's now erect cock. Jack
was immediately in a high state of arousal.

"This kid with his stump of an arm, unbelievable package and sexy young
body is going to kill me," Jack thought. "And I'll die and *extremely*
happy man!"

But Jack seemed incapable of remaining happy for any length of time. It
went against his psychological makeup. It went against the twenty years of
having sex with men and not having found a real, lasting relationship with
anyone.

The old demons had to have their say. "Of course, he probably will not want
you. What happens if you let yourself get too happy and then this Jevin
doesn't want a lover or even an occasional partner as old as you are? Huh?
This will certainly be the outcome of this mismatched affair! Rejection is
what you're looking at; you're begging for it and leaving yourself
completely vulnerable!"

Jevin and Jack walked slowly back to the bedroom. Jack was walking with his
head down. Jevin had his right arm wrapped around Jack's waist.

"What's that green light flashing over there?" Jack asked.

"Oh, that's my arm. It's an electric arm and the battery has to be charged
every night, otherwise it loses power and I'm carrying around dead weight."

"Has that happened often?"

"Many times, and it isn't fun. I usually take it off if it goes dead. I
remember once I went to a high school basketball game and it died on me. I
took it off and held it in my lap for the rest of the game. Walking out,
though, I shoved into my jeans pocket and a woman started screaming and
damn near fainted when she saw it; and a kid asked me how I did that
trick."

As they approached the bed Jevin became very serious and hesitated; he did
not get into the bed. He looked directly at Jack, who was standing on the
opposite side still with his head down. Jevin lowered his head and asked
shyly, "Jack was I all right last night when we...? I--I mean, did I do the
things you like?"

"You were very, very good, Jevin. Honest! I mean it!"

"Are you sure? Did I really satisfy you, Jack? Are you happy with me?"

"Yes you did and I'm very happy with you, Jevin."

"The reason I'm asking is that when we cuddled last night afterward,
you--you seemed a bit, you know, cool and distant and unresponsive."

"I'm sorry about that Jevin. That seems to be a problem I have and you
shouldn't worry about it."

Jevin looked directly at Jack again. "Why shouldn't I worry about it?"

"Because it's my problem and not yours!" Jack replied with a sharp edge to
his voice.

"But I worry about your problems, Jack, because any of your problems *are*
my problems. So what is it? Please talk to me. Please," Jevin pleaded.

"I would rather not talk about it, if you don't mind."

"But, Jack, I do mind. If there is a problem, then we *must* talk about it.
Listen, I have to tell you in all honesty that last night was the best
night of -- er - sex in my entire life -- maybe the best night of my entire
life, period. Of course, I am only eighteen, and I haven't experienced all
that much. But it was the absolute best! It was such a high that I thought
it was the perfect time to die since I was already in heaven."

Jack noticeably jumped when he heard this last statement. "Oh, God!" he
thought. "Why am I such an unfeeling, uncaring, unsympathetic shitheel! How
can I do what I'm doing to this kid?"

"It was absolutely fantastic, Jack! And not only the sex we had together,
even though that was the best ever! It was everything. It was so wonderful
talking to you at the Mayfair and also when we came here. I felt so
accepted when you held my arm so gently and rubbed it so soothingly. Nobody
had ever done that to me before -- nobody! I was thrilled when you saw my
body and didn't turn away -- as people have done in the past. And we had
such great sex and I felt so loved and I felt so safe sleeping in your arms
last night--" Jevin's voice trailed off.

He took a deep breath and looked straight at Jack. "I really don't want to
lose what we have, Jack - or what I think we have. Maybe you don't think we
have anything going between us -- and maybe you're right. But I think we
do. I think we'll be great together. So if there is a problem with me or --
uh - a problem that will affect us, that will prevent us from having more
nights like last night, then we must talk about it. Jack, we must!"

Jack was rocked by the incredible maturity of Jevin's statement. He sat
down on the bed and buried his face in his hands and started to sob
quietly. "This kid may be half my age but he's more mature in so many ways
than I am," Jack thought.

Jevin immediately moved over and sat next to him. He put his right arm over
Jack's shoulder and pulled him towards his body. Jack put his head on
Jevin's shoulder and continued to weep. Jevin stroked Jack's hair and
kissed his forehead softly.

"What is it, my Jackybear?"

Jack could not speak -- he was crying too hard. He just shook his head and
looked down at the floor.

Jevin held Jack in his arms and stroked Jack's body until he calmed down
enough to speak. "Jevin, I really don't know how to say this, but ...
Jevin, I'm getting old and ... I know I'm much too old for a young guy like
you." He started sobbing again.

"What?" Jevin asked incredulously.

"I'm old, damn it! Don't you understand? I'm forty-two fucking years old
and I'm beginning to look and feel it. I know that a young, attractive guy
like you doesn't want to bother with the likes of an old man like me!"

Jevin was absolutely stunned! He had finally connected with a man who was
able to satisfy him, who wasn't repelled by his physical condition and whom
he thought he was able to satisfy. Their loving seemed so mutual and so
complete. Yet here was Jack bawling his eyes out over something as trivial
as their age difference. "Why do I get these weird cases?" Jevin asked
himself. "I thought everything was so great! Now the guy has a fucking age
hang up? This is too goddamned weird! I could face rejection without any
problem; I'm used to that! But I'm having problems with this kind of shit!"

Jevin released his hold of Jack, stood up and walked away from the bed. He
turned to look at Jack. This great bear of a man was sitting on his bed and
crying because he was getting older. Jevin turned away again and looked at
some of the pictures on the bookshelf. He was trying to decide what to do.
Did he have the maturity to handle a situation like this? He knew he had to
speak soothingly and reassuringly to Jack. It was like coaxing a person off
the ledge of a building. Finally, Jevin walked up to Jack and stood near
him.

In a very sincere and soothing tone of voice Jevin said, "Jack, as far as I
know you are a very vibrant and exciting person. You are very handsome and
are really quite a stud. Last night in bed you were certainly thrilling and
most definitely not old. What makes you think you're too old and that I
don't want you to be with me?"

"I know that young guys like you don't want old farts like me for lovers,"
he sobbed out. "I'm more than twice your age, for Christ's sake!"

"Now it's my turn to straighten out some misunderstandings." Jack picked
his head up and looked directly up at Jevin. The look in those loving, soft
brown eyes completely dissipated any questions that Jack may have had about
Jevin's feelings for him; he realized this before the young guy even
spoke. "Listen Jack, and please believe what I am about to say. I couldn't
care less about your age. This is the absolute truth! Now listen! I love
all of your big hairy body and I love your wonderful personality. I adore
the way you treat me so affectionately and the way you accept the
shortcomings of *my* body. You are not my first sexual encounter with a
person older than me." Jevin kissed Jack on the shoulder and then on the
lips. "You have made me feel better about myself than I can ever remember
feeling. I have great affection for you my dear, dear Jackybear. And
nothing you can say or do will change that."

Jack started sobbing again and Jevin sat next to him again and held him
close, squeezing that wonderfully hairy and muscular body that he craved so
much.

Jack's body had become rather limp, and Jevin maneuvered them both until
they were both lying down on the bed. Jevin continued to hold the older man
kissing him lightly all over his face and slowly rocking that awesome body.
He rubbed his arm stump on Jack's fabulous chest.

"I'm sorry, Jevin," Jack croaked out. "But I can't help it. I saw myself in
the mirror last night before I left home. I took a good hard, long look. I
saw what's happening to me."

Jevin was confused. "Okay, I'm game. What's happening to you?"

"I'm getting old, that's what! My skin is getting wrinkled, my arms are
getting flabby, my balls are hanging lower, my dick is shriveling, I'm
losing my hair ... I know what's happening to my body and it's not good. I
know you don't want a man like that!"

"How do you know?"

"Because I was young once and I know what young guys want. And this isn't
it!" Jack insisted, pointing to his body.

"Then you don't really know anything! You really don't understand what
*this* young guy wants?"

Jevin realized that if this conversation were not so important to him, he
would have burst out laughing right then. Jack was being almost comical.
"So! You're getting older, Jack. This is normal. This is good. This is part
of life. The opposite of getting older is dying. Is that what you want?"

"Maybe I do--"

"Now you're talking like an fucking asshole!" Jevin exclaimed in a rather
loud voice. "Now you sound like my mother!"

"I'm sorry, Jev. I'm really sorry. I know that I must sound like some
raving maniac. But my life has always been so youth oriented. I was able to
do everything and keep up with everyone. Now--Now I don't know. I know
I'm behaving like a baby. I know that!"

"No you're not, Jack. You are behaving like someone who is insecure and
worried about his worth as a human being ... and as a lover. I know, Jack,
believe me, I know. You're feeling this way because you have been missing
something very, very important in your life."

"W-w-w-w what?" Jack blubbered out.

"I really hate to sound corny and trite, but you have been missing love --
real, unqualified, undemanding love."

Jack vigorous nodded his head, while continuing to sob. "H-h-h-how do you
know?"

"Because I've lived with that feeling for almost my entire life ... and
particularly for the last eight years now."

Jevin also started to sob and Jack enveloped him in his big arms. They
clung to each other, slowly rocking back and forth, trying to comfort and
soothe their new partners. They clung almost desperately to each other as
they tried to drive out their own particular demons.

They dozed off holding on tightly to each other.

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Jevin woke up first and noticed that Jack was breathing evenly and
slowly. He started to move his arm stump over Jack's back and side, and
looked at Jack's glowing face; Jevin slowly became aware that Jack was
smiling.

"You're awake, aren't you Jack?"

"Of course I am, Jev. With that sexy arm of yours rubbing my body, how
could I stay asleep?"

They kiss lightly and then more passionately until they were consumed by
desire.

Jevin thought that this truly god-like creature that was in bed with him
was the best it could possibly ever be. He worshipped Jack's body and he
worshipped Jack for what he was doing to him and with him.

Jack was reassured by Jevin's comments. He felt good about himself again
and taking Jevin at his word, he wanted to make love to this wonderful
person again.

"Jev, I'm sorry about what I said before. Forgive me?"

"Definitely. I know that it was fear and uncertainty speaking."

"I want to make love to you, Jev. Okay?"

"Absolutely!"

Jevin took a tube of lubrication from the nightstand and Jack retrieved a
condom from his pants. They made themselves comfortable; Jevin lightly
rubbed his arm stump on Jack's side and Jack planting light kisses all over
Jevin's forehead.

Jack started to kiss Jevin's beautiful little ears and to lick them
softly. They kissed a delicate kiss and Jack continued to softly kiss and
nibble on Jevin's cheeks and neck. What a gorgeous, sleek neck it
was. Jevin, eighteen year old Jevin, barely had to shave; Jack could feel
almost no whiskers or stubble. Jack remembers having five o'clock shadow at
age thirteen.

He loved Jevin delicate features - the small ears, sensuous mouth, big
brown eyes, small nose and tiny nipples. They were so masculine yet so
finely detailed that they looked more like the work of an artist than
something natural. There was one - no, two - things that were not delicate
or small though. Jack looked down Jevin's lithe body at his penis and
scrotum; he smiled. Jevin's package was quite large and very, very
beautiful; maybe they were even delicate despite their size. They were so
finely detailed that every fold of skin was as if an artist had created it
in clay. The proportions of penis size to scrotum size, the way the scrotum
fell holding those two magnificent globes within, the absolute straightness
of the shaft, the exquisite beauty of the head - they all said an artist
was responsible for their creation.

As Jack proceeded to work his hands and tongue down Jevin incredibly
smooth, soft yet thoroughly masculine body he suddenly sat up and looked at
Jevin - from his dark hair down to his long straight and very delicate
toes. If Jevin was crazy about Jack's hairy, heavily muscled body, Jack was
equally enamored with Jevin's practically hairless body. This tall,
beautifully muscled and sinewy specimen drove Jack's lust to new heights.

Jack thought back to an art appreciation course he had taken in college. He
thought of that masterpiece of the Renaissance, Donatello's "David". It was
all sensuous curves and boyish delights as opposed to the more famous
Michelangelo "David", which was all muscle, steel and strength. Jevin was
like the Donatello. He could almost weep having Jevin on display before
him. What a fantastic specimen he was - what a beautiful man, what a
wonderful person.

He could no longer bear just looking at Jevin. The outpouring of sudden
love that he felt for this young man just overwhelmed his senses. He leaned
forward and grabbed the youth tightly with both arms and squeezed him hard
to his body. "Oh, my Jevin, I am so fortunate to be here with you," Jack
whispered into Jevin's ear while continuing to hold his body tightly.

"Oh, my Jackybear, you have to be the most wonderful person in the entire
world," Jevin replied and he threw both of his arms around Jack and crushed
his body to Jack's. "When I think of you making love to me I must wonder if
it's real or just a dream."

"Oh, it's real. Just wait."

They kissed passionately and long. Their tongues were cavorting from one
mouth to the other in an endless movement of exploration and delight.

Jack finally broke the kiss, moved to Jevin's side and started kissing down
Jevin's chin, throat and neck once again. Jevin raised his right arm over
his head, bearing his inviting armpit. He also began stroking Jack's face
and hair with his left arm stump. The feeling of Jevin's sensuous and soft
stump on Jack was incredibly erotic. Jack licked the arm whenever it came
near his mouth.

Jack tongued down Jevin's incredibly smooth chest then moved to his
armpits. He was so surprised how very little hair Jevin had in his pits.
They looked like that of a barely pubescent boy, but they drove Jack
absolutely wild with desire. They were just plain beautiful and so sexy.
Jevin's unique body aroma and taste were like a fine aged wine on Jack's
tongue. It was invigorating, refreshing and completely exciting. He
thoroughly washed these pits, spending extra time on those magnificent
hollows and bathing them to perfection.

He trailed his tongue from Jevin's armpits to the delicate, delightfully
erect nipples that presented themselves for adoration. He bathed each of
them, tweaking them slightly with his lips and teeth. Jevin was squirming
nicely and Jack knew he was doing an A-1 job on his new young lover's
body. He kissed Jevin passionately on the lips again and Jevin fought to
get his tongue into Jack's mouth and to keep it there, to renew his
acquaintance with every crevice of Jack's mouth and also to taste himself
there. Jevin had to break the kiss, however, because he was breathing so
heavily he had to come up for air.

"Excited, aren't we Jevyboy?"

"Oh, yeah, my big, hunky Jackybear. Oh yeah!" Jevin panted.

Jack began softly licking down Jevin's absolutely smooth crest; Jack had
not seen or felt even one single hair on that beautiful chest. He licked it
like a cat grooming itself -- big, wide, all encompassing licks of the
tongue. While he was licking Jevin's chest he moved his hands down to
Jevin's thighs and softly and lingeringly started to rub them. They had
only the slightest traces of hair on them and except for the musculature
Jack likened the feel to that of a young boy. When he reached Jevin's navel
he stuck his tongue in it and sucked it lightly. He moved down from the
navel, again licking hairless skin; Jevin did not even have a lead of hair
growing from his navel to his groin.

Before Jack could reach Jevin's erect treasure, Jevin moved his arm stump
to Jack's thighs and slowly started rubbing it up and down the hairy, soft
insides of those hard muscled and bulging thighs. Jack started to moan at
Jevin's use of his sexy arm stump to drive him beyond the heights of desire
he was rapidly reaching. Jevin appreciated Jack's enthusiastic moaning and
continued to move his arm slowly up and down the insides of both thighs,
stopping just short of caressing Jack's genitals. That would come late,
Jevin hoped.

Jack was now at Jevin's groin. He inhaled deeply and began to suck on the
relatively thin growth of dark hair there. Out of the corner of his eye he
saw Jevin's incredibly straight, 7-1/2 inch penis in all its glory. He put
his tongue to the magnificent glans and licked lightly at the pre-seminal
fluid that Jevin was pumping out. He inhaled deeply again to that he could
savor the taste of his new partner. It was glorious - salty but with a
distinctive overriding sweetness - just like the man himself. He continued
working his tongue around that head while his hand continued to caress
Jevin's soft, pliant thighs.

Jack repositioned himself between Jevin's legs and leaned over slightly to
take the entire head of Jevin's penis into his mouth. He worked his tongue
all around that glorious head. He then dropped the head and let his tongue
trail all along Jevin's gorgeous rod. He traced down the throbbing veins
and back up again. He traced around the head, then down those pulsating
veins again. He repeated this over and over until was Jevin was almost
freaking out. The last time he did this, he moved his tongue down to Jevin
amazingly hairless, low hanging scrotum, licking that magnificent sac with
the full width of his tongue. He took each testicle into his mouth, rolling
them around and around, feeling their warmth and hardness and softness, and
their fabulous young man taste. He bit down slightly on Jevin's sac that
made him squirm almost uncontrollably.

Jevin was whipping his head from side to side. Jack lifted the incredibly
silky, soft testicle sac in his hand. God! He could never remember touching
*anything* so soft in his entire life. It was miraculous. He gently lifted
it and started to stroke the underside with his tongue. The full richness
of Jevin was here and Jack relished it. Over and over he let his tongue
caress that heavenly, satiny skin. Jack slowly worked his way down to
Jevin's ass crack and then to the prize of prizes - Jevin's amazingly
tempting and sweet puckered opening. Jack soothingly stroked that chute
with love and with extreme tenderness. While he was making love to that
wonderful orifice Jevin was going absolutely ballistic. But still Jack
painstakingly nuzzled the hot opening and began to drive his tongue into
Jevin's most secret place. Jevin, in all his strength, was here, and Jack
luxuriated in the experience. He kept tongue fucking that magnificent
opening until he knew that the time was right.

He reached for the lubrication; with first one finger, then two, and
finally with three, he lubricated that hot, inviting orifice. Both men took
great pleasure in this application. Jack slipped on the condom and gently
applied the gel to his own raging cock. He aimed himself at Jevin's waiting
cleft.

Jack was getting too excited, and he had to convince himself to slow down a
bit. He tried to think of something that would accomplish what he needed
and while he was thinking so hard, he calmed himself.

He slowly and unhesitatingly pushed his inflamed organ into Jevin's
interior. Jack let out a huge sigh as he felt his pubic thicket rubbing
against Jevin's incredibly smooth ass cheeks. Jevin also let out a sigh
plus a long moan as he felt himself completely occupied by his lover's
massive and fulfilling instrument. It felt to Jevin that they were joined
in more than just a completely physical connection; it was a spiritual
bonding as well.

Jack held his position unmoving for a minute or two so that Jevin could get
accustomed to his size. He then started slowly to rock back and forth,
withdrawing his cock only an inch or so at the start. He knew that he had
excellent control of his speed and technique and the he would gradually be
increasing the length and speed of his strokes.

Jack moved his hands off Jevin's chest and lightly took hold of his
partner's marvelous cock. He started manipulating it in time with his
thrusts into Jevin's incredibly hot body. He knew that he was clipping
Jevin's prostate with every thrust and knew by Jevin's loud reactions to
this movement that he was particularly enjoying the effects created.

Jevin knew that Jack was clipping his prostate with every plunge he made.
He was feeling jolt after stimulating jolt race through his body. He raised
his arm stump so that he was able to begin caressing Jack's face, neck and
hairy upper torso with that erotic tool. Jack continued to pump harder and
harder as he tried desperately to capture the limb with his aching tongue.

Finally, as both men, we approaching their climaxes, Jevin held the arm
right in front of Jack's quivering lips. Jack started to kiss it and lick
it with burning passion. As Jack sucked hard on the end scar of the arm
stump, he felt himself reach a climax the likes of which he had never
before know. It was as if the essence of his body and his entire
consciousness were shooting into Jevin's receptive body. He started to
scream and pump Jevin's cock harder than he had been doing.

When Jevin reached his climax he could feel his rectum tightening around
Jack's enormously expanded and blasting cock. He could not believe how much
Jack's weapon had grown inside of him. Jevin began pumping out his semen at
a furious pace, splattering Jack's abdomen and neck while Jack was still
spewing out his seed into Jevin's receptive bowels. Jack took one hand away
from Jevin's cock and grabbed Jevin's arm stump and pressed it to his lips.
He bit lightly on it and moved his teeth over the surface. He looked down
at Jevin, who was moaning and whipping his body in the weirdest
contortions.

Jack knew that this was not only the biggest climax of his life, but he
realized that it was also the longest. He could not fathom the duration. It
seemed to go on and on and on, without an end. His cock just seemed to keep
spewing and spewing in an unending river of sperm. And it did not seem to
soften appreciably after he felt the end of the orgasm.

Jevin seemed to be experiencing the same unending climax. Jack could not
believe how much ejaculate was being drawn from this young fellow's balls.
Jevin's cock also remained very hard.

This had to be the ultimate human experience for both men. It was as if the
whole world had vanished and their joining was now the center of all
existence -- their oneness was the culmination of all reality. They had
given of themselves completely.

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Jevin's youth was an aphrodisiac to Jack. It seemed to him that his
forty-two years just melted away in that bed. Jevin was so athletic, even
with only one hand. He maneuvered his entire body so magnificently that
Jack was doing things in positions that he never imagined possible. And
Jevin's arm stump drove him completely crazy. He moved it all over Jack's
body; it was so soft and warm and so unbelievably sexy! He realized that he
never had a more tender, caring and loving partner in all the years that he
had been sexually active with men -- or women.

Jevin had never been happier in his entire life. This great big, hulking
bear of a man, this blonde godlike creature, this muscular marvel had made
fantastic love to him and he had loved every second of their union. Jevin
felt wonderful -- completely fulfilled and whole. The years of humiliation
and rejection -- by friends, acquaintances and family -- just seemed to
vanish now that he was here, in this time and place, with Jack. Jack --
what a simple straightforward name for the person who had apparently solved
such of myriad of complex problems.

Jack collapsed onto Jevin. He was so spent that he could no longer support
any part of his body. Jevin wrapped his arms around Jack and hugged him
strongly.

"That was absolutely incredible, Jack. I cannot imagine anything being
better. I feel stupendous! I'm absolutely floating!"

Jack lifted his head until he could look right into Jevin's eyes. "The only
thing that could feel better," Jack replied, "is when we do it the next
time."

Jevin gave him a great big smile as jack lowered his head again.

Jack's cock was still inside of Jevin, and Jevin could feel it pulsing in
his rectum. It felt glorious. Jevin just settled comfortably on the bed and
held tightly onto his Jackybear.

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They showered together before dressing and going out for brunch. It was a
long lingering shower with each of them taking turns washing the other.

Jevin washed every part of Jack's body and reveled in every second of doing
so. Jack could not believe how anyone could be so dedicated to washing
another person's body. But Jevin took his time in slowly lathering and
rinsing every part. He would thoroughly lather and massage Jack's right arm
followed by a rinse and another massage of his muscles. With Jack's hair
matted down from the water, Jevin could really see the incredible
musculature of his new lover. And it was really incredible! Jack was quite
a specimen of masculinity.

"How'd you get such fabulous muscles, Jack"?"

"Oh, various places. Football, wrestling, working out, the Army and now the
repair business."

"Well, they are gorgeous. Not like my puny ones."

"Nonsense. Your muscles are just gorgeous. You have a true runner's body
and musculature. They're taut and sinewy and beautifully defined. There's
one that I love in particular."

Jack reached for Jevin's left arm and massaged and caressed its full
length, starting with the biceps and slowly working his way down to the
beautifully tapered forearm and then to that wonderfully erotic stump.
Jevin threw his head back in appreciation of Jack's loving ministrations
and his thoughtful attention to his maimed body.

Jevin lathered Jack's pale cock and hairy testicle sac, and manipulated the
lather soothingly around Jack's package. He lowered his arm stump and
delicately began to massage Jack with that appendage. Jack was almost
instantly at an incredible high. Having that wonderful arm playing with his
equipment was a stupendous feeling. It was like having a silk scarf gently
brushing over his cock and balls. Jevin rinsed him thoroughly; he then
turned Jack around so that he could concentrate on washing his ass cheeks,
cleft and pucker. He lathered and massaged everything; he even managed to
slowly insert one finger past the muscle and into Jack's hot rectum.

After a thorough rinsing Jack said, "That felt remarkable, Jevvy."

"Then this will feel even better," Jevin said as he knelt down and took
Jack's thick organ into his mouth. Jack jumped from the sheer surprise of
having Jevin enfold his mouth around his cock so rapidly. It was a bit of a
shock but a wonderful one.

Jevin worked Jack's cock and ball while Jack leaned against the shower
wall. Jevin's tonguing and sucking technique had Jack on the edge of
another orgasm within ten minutes, and it was a totally awesome culmination
to their morning of sex.

Jack pulled Jevin to a standing position and they kissed intimately.

"Thank you, Jev. Thank you very much."

"For what?"

"For showing me that I'm still desirable to some."

"I don't know about some, but you are very, very desirable to me."

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After stepping out of the shower, they slowly and soothingly dried each
other, and then dressed.

"Should I wear my hand?" Jevin asked before he finished dressing.

"Let's see it," Jack replied.

Jevin put the recharged battery into the arm and slipped onto his exposed
stump. "This is the latest model electric hand. My folks make sure that I
have only the best and newest in technology. It can do a lot and it's quite
helpful most of the time. There's also an awful lot it can't do." Jevin
demonstrated the hand for Jack. "The worst part is that I can't feel
anything with it. It's like holding a stick in my hand; I can feel when it
hits something but not what that object truly feels like."

"It looks very good, Jev. I like it."

"Great. Then I'll wear it."

When they walked to the restaurant Jack held Jevin's hand - the artificial
one. Jevin was so touched at this show of tenderness, acceptance and love
that he nearly cried in public. He could not believe that anyone could be
so caring and loving.

Jack began to realize that Jevin was more important to him than he could
possibly have imagined. In only a few hours his entire world seemed to have
changed. He was acting like a real human being again -- and he liked that
very much.

			     End of Chapter 2

Author's Note: This is the second chapter in a novella length work about
Jack and Jevin. Please do yourself and the author a big favor: if you have
any comments (good, bad or indifferent) please, please let me know at my
e-mail address: cutter57@hotmail.com. I appreciate all comments and
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the story you are writing about. My thanks to the many who wrote about
Chapter 1, especially Brian and Jon.