Date: Mon, 02 Dec 2002 15:04:42 -0800
From: Steve Thomas <s4d@hotmail.com>
Subject: Chris-Crossed-Seth-13

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comments.  There may be graphic sexual scenes between men in this story, so
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have met some very nice people and been afforded an opportunity to express
myself as never before.  The feedback I have received here has encouraged me
on to write more.  Thanks to you all.


>From Chapter 12:

"Dear Seth," His note to me started.

"I hope you get this note.  I have to tell you that I am a mess.  I hope
that since you are now reading this that you have made your -- decision.  I
was called to ask about working extra in the E.R. and since I could not
think about anything but you and -- well, I decided to go in and try to think
about something else.

Seth, it was not an accident that I told you I loved you.  I hope you are
there when I get home.

Love, Bri"

"Bri"?  I had never called him that.  Maybe he wanted me to.  I set the
alarm, locked the door and left.  I drove to St. Francis, and entered the
E.R.  I approached the nurses station.

"May I help you?"

"Is Dr. Michaels by any chance available?"

"Let me check."  She picked up the phone and dialed in a number.  "Dr.,
there is a boy here," she addressed me, "What's your name?"

"Seth -- I'm a friend!"

"Sorry Dr. He says his name is Seth."

She hung up the phone and the door behind her flew open.  He looked worried,
but beckoned me to come in.  I walked in and the door closed behind me.  "So
-- how -- how are you?"  He said, pensively.

"I am -- fine.  I'm in love, I guess!"  He did not flinch, but kept drilling
me with his eyes.  "With you, Bri -- with you!"

He looked behind himself, then grabbed me and kissed me, his eyes
overflowing.  He stepped back a half step and looked in my eyes, which were
shining brightly with moisture now, as well.

"I'll be home in three hours, and we will celebrate." He told me.

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Chapter 13


I left the hospital, and by the time I got back "home", my TMJ muscles hurt
from the constant grin on my face all the way home.  I didn't realize that I
was so -- so enchanted by this man!  All my other friends -- except for family
-- were all still -- boys!  I could in no way call Brian a boy.  He was a MAN,
and I was sure I was in love.  The nurse called me a boy.  I hoped that
would not freak him out.

I guess his shyness - or maybe it was just fear of being rejected again --
made him seem a lot younger, or something.  But what surprised me more was
my own boldness when I was with him!  I felt so comfortable just being me,
and expressing my inner thoughts to him. And he seems to accept whatever I
say without question -- he trusts me!  Well, I trust him, too!  The "new"
things that we tried together -- that probably blew him away, but in reality
it did me too!  I have read about a lot of things, and others my brother has
told me about.  But Brian was so easy to just go with anything.

I let myself into the house.  Brian would not be home until after the
sunset, and it was gorgeous.  I flipped on the TV and put in the "Mr. Deeds"
DVD that we never finished watching.  Adam Sandler is so cute, but he
doesn't hold a candle to Brian -- at least not in the sexy department.  I
just have to think of his receding, thin hair and I get a hard-on!

The movie was over except for the credits when the phone rang.  I let it go
to the machine.

"Seth!  Pick up!:

"Hi, sexy man!"  I said.

"Oh my God!"

"What?" I asked.

"Hee hee!  When you said that, a little surge threw something wet into my
pants!"

"Wow!  You must be hornier than I am -- and that's saying a LOT!!"

"Are you still dressed?" He said.

"Well, what do YOU think?"

"Well, if you aren't, put your clothes back on, pervert, and I'll take you
out to dinner."

"Okay, but dessert will be here at home!"

"Hungry for anything in particular?" He asked.

"I think you know!" I replied.

"Mrpht!  There it goes again.  Better stop this before I have to change my
panties!  I'll be there in 10 minutes.  Be ready, k?"

"I'll be watching for you -- Bri!"

"Love you!"

"Me too!"

I only had my shoes off, so I put them back on, and grabbed my jacket and
armed the alarm system and waited outside for him, in the parking lot. He
wheeled up in a large circle and stopped far enough away that he had time to
stop the car, hop out and open my door for me!  I felt so special!

"So, where are we going?"

"Same place we all had breakfast at after Thanksgiving."

"Oh."

"Don't you want to go there?  We can go somewhere else, Baby."

"It's just -- no it's all right.  I just thought that it might be -- a bummer
for you -- like maybe you may be scared to meet Robert again."

"I'm over him.  With what he did to me last time, combined with what you are
doing to me now -- he can fuck himself for all I care."

Sounds like you still have a little energy there, to me, Bri.  And with that
piece, he probably COULD -- do himself!  I have to tell you, that thing is
scary!"

"Hrmph!  An AK 47 is, too, but it can't do any damage without any
ammunition!"

"OOOO!  You ARE still pretty tender!  Maybe we SHOULD go somewhere else -- do
you think?"

"Aw, maybe you're right.  Tonight.  But I wouldn't mind seeing him sometime
-- just to `flaunt' you in his face!"


"Okay, that does it!  We ARE going somewhere else."  I commanded!  "Tonight
is just for us.  No talk of Robert, Buck, or Luke -- agreed?"

"Agreed!"  He said.

He took me to a very nice restaurant overlooking the ocean.  We walked in
and the host recognized Brian.  "Dr. Michaels!  So nice to see you!  Would
you like a table by the window, or something more secluded this evening?"

Brian looked at me and smiled.  Without taking his eyes from me he replied,
"Secluded, Tom!"

He led us to the back of the restaurant.  As we rounded a corner, there was
Robert in all his glory.  "Shit!"  I heard Brian say under his breath.
Robert hadn't seen us yet.  "Tom, wait!"  He spoke quietly but firmly to the
host.  We walked back around the corner, followed by Tom.  "Give us a
moment, k, Tom?"

"Anything you say, Doctor!  Just holler when you are ready."

"So, whaddaya think, Seth?  Shall we just go someplace else?"

"It's getting -- pretty late, Bri.  And maybe we should just face it now.
You really need to let this go somehow.  He is, after all just another guy,
doing his best -- selfish as that may look to us -- to be happy.  And Probably
not very successfully.  Let's just -"

"You're right, baby!  I really am over him, and I guess I should be feeling
sorry for him, not pissed.  If he had not left me, then I would not be here
with you!  Yeah!  I should thank him!  "Tom, we're ready!"

"You still want secluded?"

Yeah, Tom, but -- somewhere that is secluded from -- You know Robert?"

"Yes!  I thought maybe that was it!  You used to be -- er -- friends with him,
didn't you?"

"Yes -- friends!  Yes, some other secluded spot would be fine."

Tom led us to the other side of the restaurant and to a table for four.  We
sat facing each other.  As we looked over the menu, Brian kept looking over
his shoulder.

"Okay, Bri!  We are going over there!'

"I don't wanna -"

"I don't wanna either, but YOU have to!"  I said.  "Let's just go and say
hi, and be cordial and nice."

"Really -- you are all right with that?"

"Brian!  I certainly don't feel threatened by - that -- I'm not gonna say it!
  Let's just go!"

We approached Robert's table.  I assumed he was with his new doctor friend.
"Robert!  I couldn't live with myself if I didn't at least say hi!" Brian
lied.

"HI, Bri-Guy!"  he purred.  "Oh!  You brought this boy with you again!  How
nice.  Steve, is it?"  He extended his hand to me.

"Seth."  I was shocked at the coolness in my own voice!  "Yes nice to see
you again.  We never properly shook hands in the bathroom, did we!"

His hands were warm -- clammy, really!!  I made a mental note to ask Brian
how he could stand touching this -- guy!

"Seth is the cousin of an old friend.  We found we had a lot in common, so I
have been showing him the city."

"For three weeks, yet!"  Robert said.  "You must have a LOT in common!"

"Yes," Brian said.  There was a hole in my life, and he seems to have filled
it quite well.  `Course it wouldn't have taken much of a man to fill that
hole!"

"Omigod, Brian!  Lay it on thick, why don't you!"  I thought to myself!

"Where are my manners!"  Robert said. "Sorry for that interruption, John."
And Robert just turned his back on us and resumed talking with his -- friend.
  No introduction, no -- nothing.  Talk about manners!

We walked back to our table.  Brian was seething!  He slipped into the
booth, and I slid in right next to him.  No one was near, so I put my arm
around his waist.  "Brian.  I love you!  Let it go!  You used to love him,
so he MUST have some redeeming quality.  Just let it -- and him -- go.
Please?"

After letting out a big breath, "Okay.  No more Robert angst -- I promise."

HE ordered steak and lobster.  I followed suit.  I decided I had to get used
to this kind of spending.  He definitely knew how to live.  Dinner for the
two of us was over 70 bucks with the tip.  I tried not to act too impressed,
but I know he noticed my low whistle when the check was presented.  He just
chuckled.

"This is a special night, to celebrate a special event."  He said.  "I don't
know what happened between you and Luke, but you must have made a decision.
And knowing you even as little as I do, I suspect it wasn't made lightly."

"Heh!"  I chuckled.  "You really have a roundabout way of asking what
happened between me and Luke!"

"Hey, I wasn't -- oh well -- yeah, I guess I was.  Am I THAT transparent?"

"Yeah!  It's one of the things I like best about you!  Whether or not it's
on purpose, I love your honesty!  Well, as you know, I was pretty upset when
I left you.  I was of course relieved that he was okay.  By the time I got
to the airport ..." Etc. - I told him as much detail as I could remember.  At
first I hated talking at such length about Luke, but as I talked, I could
see Brian relaxing more and more.

Finally, I explained to him, "As I was driving back from the hospital, it
hit me.  I felt as if a heavy weight was lifted from my shoulders.  And it
felt so good.  I felt renewed or something.  And when I thought about you, I
had the most wonderful feeling course through my body -- not a sexual
feeling, but -- it was as if before I would not let myself love you -- as I
really wanted to -- but now I am free to love you as you deserve!"

Tears sprang immediately to his eyes.  "I know!"  He said in a hoarse
whisper.  I Know!  It is exactly how I felt that morning when Robert kicked
me in my emotional balls!  It was like finally I was free to love again, and
you -- you were there!  I'm not saying I would have loved the first thing
that presented itself, but you were there, and I knew immediately that you
were the one -- at least for the moment.  Now I find myself hoping it's for
more than the moment!  I love you, Baby Boy!"

"Of course I love you, too, Bri.  And another thing that really surprises me
is that I LOVE when you call me that!  Just -- maybe you can reserve it for
only me, when we are alone.  When you call me that, I feel like you -- like
you -- love me -- and understand me -- or something."

He kissed me sweetly on the lips.  I don't think anyone was watching.  I
hope not.  I don't like to flaunt my sexuality.  "So you think you are
completely over Luke?"

"Are you completely `over' Robert?"  I countered.  "Let's not go there, K?
It was obvious that you held a lot of excess energy in regard to Robert.
Well, I have not even examined how I feel about Luke yet.  What I know is
that there is this wonderful man sitting next to me -- one I love and am very
sexually attracted to.  One I feel free to love with all my heart if it
works out that way.  Maybe we can deal with the moment -- FOR the moment,
huh?"

"Sorry I brought it up.  I just -- sorry."

"We'll discuss it later.  It needs to be discussed.  Just not now.  Right?"

"Right!"

We finished dinner and, thankfully, when we walked by the table Robert was
sitting at, they were already gone.

We drove home and I didn't notice until I was half way out of the car that
he was on his way around to open my door.  "I know that we were not going to
mention it any more, Bri, but -- I am not -- Robert -- I am -- a Man!  I don't
require the door to be opened for me.  Unless it is just a courtesy because
you got there first, I don't want to be treated like a -- a -- woman."

"Wow!  You're right. I got so used to it with Robert!  He just waited for me
to open it.  But I still like to think of myself as your -- protector.  Is
that okay?"

"Ye- yes.  I think I like that!  And I don't really know why -- but I do."

We walked to the door and he opened it for me.  That was okay, he was
opening it anyway.  As I walked through, he goosed me!  I jumped and when he
closed the door, I shocked him by jumping at him, full frontal, and wrapped
my legs around him.  He caught me and almost stumbled, but righted himself,
and said, "Well, should we bother to stop in the living room?"

"Not on my account!"  I said.  And I lay my head on his shoulder, and kissed
his neck.  He carried me into the bedroom.  He kissed me on the cheek, then
I presented my face to him, so he moved to my lips.  I licked my lips,
lapping slightly into his mouth.  His tongue met mine, and we both opened
our mouths simultaneously.  I closed my eyes and felt myself being lowered
on to the bed.  In one fluid motion, he was on top of me.  Brian was bigger
than me by at least 25%, but it felt like nothing.  Well, maybe nothing is
not quite accurate.  It felt nothing short of heavenly!  He ground his hips
and groin into mine.  It was obvious through our trousers that we were both
ready to party.

He reached down and undid my fly, and slipped my pants off.  Then my shirt
and tee.  My shoes were already off, when we came in the door, but he
removed my socks and shorts.  I was completely naked.  I felt vulnerable,
but in a very good way.  His eyes told me to lie still.  He got up, removed
his clothing and beckoned for me to follow him to the shower.

We got into the shower, he pushed the button, and immediately the perfect
temperature of water sprayed from overhead as well as both sides.  He walked
around to the back of me, and wrapped his arms around me, having picked up a
bar of soap.  From the back, he washed my entire front and backside,
caressing me so gently and so erotically.  The way he firmly put upward
pressure on my gonads, as only another guy could know.  He stoked my piece
only enough to wash it.  Then he rinsed me off, being careful not to
overly-excite my most sensitive places.

He then bent down and washed my lower legs and feet.  It was then he
encircled my little man with his mouth.  He seemed to just know how to bring
me to the very edge without blowing.  I wanted to grab his head and fuck it,
but I didn't.

Then I tried to duplicate what he had done to me.  As I started to bob on
him, he started to moan.  I looked up. "Too late, Baby Boy, - go for it!"
So I did.  He started to squirm so much I wondered if he was going to fall
down.  He controlled himself and did not take over as he had the last time
this happened.  So the orgasm was not quite as intense, but he moaned and
wailed as course after course of warm crème flowed from him to me and down
my throat.  It tasted better that the last time.  When He was finished, he
hugged my face to his crotch, and kept up a slow, involuntary thrusting.
When his breathing started to normalize, I slipped up his body to his mouth
and kissed him deeply.

He fell against the wall of the shower, and relaxed there a moment before
leading me to the bed.  We got in and facing each other, kissed once again.
"It was not my plan to go off so quickly, Baby."

"I didn't think it was.  Do you want to -- to go to sleep now?"

"NO WAY!"  he exclaimed!  "I couldn't sleep knowing you had been so close
and not finished you off!"

"It's okay, really!"  I said.

"No, THIS is okay!"  he said as he bent to my little woody and took me in.
He had a way of caressing with his tongue while at the same time sucking,
that was really amazing.  Maybe it was my small size that made it easy.
Maybe a larger cock would have gotten in the way.  Whatever it was, this was
the first time I was glad to be so small!

The way he bent to take me in, presented his to me.  So I took his softy in
and started chewing and sucking on him.  It wasn't long before he was raging
hard again.  So I started to match his motion on mine with motions of my own
-- on his.  This time I could feel him go even harder, and while not missing
a beat or stroke on me, he grabbed my head, and thrust all the way in,
holding it there until his impending eruption subsided.  He was partially
down my throat.

I could not breathe but it didn't matter.  Very quickly I started to feel
the cum rising up within me, and he must have felt it too, because he then
let me go.  What I did next surprised me.  As I started to moan and tried to
cry out with his piece in my mouth, my head seemed to automatically start
bobbing again.  We came together both bucking and convulsing on each other,
screaming as much as we could with our mouths full.  I don't know how, but
somehow during all that, I ended up on top of him!  I slipped and slurped my
way up to his mouth.  We were both dripping with an excess of cum, and as
our mouths met, we licked and sucked at each others tongues and faces.  My
eyes were closed.  I opened them, and his face was bathed in tears.

I whispered, "Are you okay, Bri?"

"Oh, Seth!  I've never BEEN so okay!  I just get emotional - or at least I
did.  It never happened before.  It was like the most wonderful thing in the
world just happened to me -- or maybe out of this world.  If I had tried to
stop the tears, it would not have been as good.  These are tears of joy,
baby.  I love you so much!"

Then he collapsed under me.  His eyes were wide open, but he seemed to be
unconscious!  "Bri."  I said.  "BRI!  Say something!"  No response.  I was
panicky!  I slapped him.  He gasped, and started breathing again.  I didn't
even notice until then that he had stopped!  He looked left and right, then
to me.

"How long was I out?"

"Only a moment!  What happened?  You scared the shit outa me!"

"It hasn't happened for years!  I have a little nerve damage that happened
playing football.  It used to happen more often, but has not for a long
time.  It is a seizure. Like a brain fart!   I would have told you, but
thought -- well actually I forgot about it, so I didn't think at all.  Are
you okay?"

"Besides way too shaken for an eighteen year old?  Yes.  I am just to happy
you are all right.  This IS nothing to worry about -- isn't it?"

"I -- I think so.  As I said it has not happened for a long time.  It usually
lasts longer.  Something brought me out of it."

"I -- I slapped you -- hard!  I'm so sorry!"

"No!  It's okay!  Whatever works!"

"If -- if it happens again, do you want me to -- slap you?"

"As I said -- whatever works.  I feel fine.  I didn't feel the slap."

I started to laugh a little then it turned into a cry.  I collapsed on top
of Brian, wrapped my arms around his neck and started bawling like a baby.
I had no control.  I was sobbing like a 4 year old.

"Seth -- Seth.  It's okay!  It hardly ever happens.  Don't worry, baby!"

I got better control of myself and said, "I've had some horrible things
happen to me, Brian.  They all seem to come back to me when I get this
scared -- and believe me -- I was scared shitless."

"SO!  THAT's what I smelled!"  And then he just pulled me into a tight, warm
hug.  "I want to protect you, Seth.  I feel sorry that I can't protect you
from this.  I love you!"

"Thanks."  He looked deeply, questioningly into my eyes.  "Bri, I -- I love
you -- I think.  -- no!  I do love you!  But I have very little experience
with this sort of thing.  I see My brother -- and Craig -- and I see the love
and devotion there -- and it's hard for me to say it, I guess, knowing and
seeing that example..  But I do love you.  I'm having a hard time sorting
out my feelings, though."

"It's okay, Baby.  Take your time.  Just know that I love you -- more than I
quite understand myself -- so we are not that much different."

"Bri -- please don't answer until you have thought about this -- Please?  But
-- do you still feel something for -- Robert -- even though he has been such an
ass hole?"

"Wow, Seth.  For such a youngster, you can ask the hard questions.  Well, um
-- Robert hurt me pretty bad.  I wanted to hurt him back.  But -- I just am
not able to turn off my feeling -- my love -- like a faucet.  So you are
right.  I still have -- feelings -- for him.  It is completely nonsensical
from a logical viewpoint, but I never claimed to be Spock!"

"Good."

"Good?"

"Yeah!  Because even with all that I told you -- and it is all true -- I feel
so free with you and so -- you are so easy for me to -- love -- but I --"

"But you still miss Luke?"

"Well -- yes!  Maybe that's it.  I miss him.  I'm not even sure I ever loved
him.  But we connected on a level that -"

"That even you and I did not?"

"Dammit!"  I said.  "Stop it!  But you're right.  I am -- mixed up!"

"Seth, Baby Boy, When someone loses a loved one, and another comes along to
fill the void -- no one can completely fill the void left by another.  That's
what makes us individuals.  I will never fill Luke's shoes and you will not
fill Roberts."

"For sure I will never fill his shorts!"

"That too!  But it doesn't matter.  Even that is wonderful.  Your little guy
is so -- cute -- and so much more -- satisfying - for me -- than that monster
dick!  There's someone for everyone.  Robert was not the one for me.  I want
to believe that you are!"

"I DO love you, Bri!  And I DO want to be protected.  But can you be my
lover , my father and my brother all rolled into one?  Is that too weird?
Am I too weird?"

"Not at all.  They say most men marry their mothers!   So since we are a
little turned around -- by the world's standards -- maybe you married you dad
-- and your brother.  I am proud to be either -- or both!"

"Bri?"

"Yeah?"

"I think I'm ready."

"Ready?"

"Yeah."

"Ready for - ?"

"Sex."

"Now you are really -- confusing me.  We just -"

"No, I mean full -- the real thing."

He almost whispered, "Anal?"

I heard a raspy, coarse whisper escape my lips: "yes."

"Maybe not now -- tonight?"

"I -- uh -- maybe not.  But -"

"Seth, baby, that is not going to make you love me more -- or vice versa.  It
is maybe a product of love, but certainly not reason for it."

"I -- uh -- yeah -- I guess.  I feel like such an idiot!"

"Seth, a little while ago you told me you liked my honesty.  Well, I like
yours!  Please don't ever feel like you are an idiot because of your
feelings.  We both have a lot of growing to do -- in different areas.  So
take advantage of my experience.  And I will take advantage of your
enthusiasm!"

"I really do love you, more and more -- the more I know you -- the more I love
you!"

"I think I hear a song coming on!"

He turned the light off and this time it was I who fell asleep in his arms.
I felt warm, content -- and yes -- protected.

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