Date: Wed, 5 Sep 2001 03:00:44 EDT
From: H
Subject: "Soulful desires" - chapter 4

The story you are about to read contains explicit material one may find
offensive. It contains homosexual acts and behavior between consenting
adults. If you know you're not supposed to be here or you know this
material will upset you, please hit your back button immediately and get
out of here. The story is fictionally written with real life
experiences. Any similarities of plot, names, setting, etc. are totally
coincidental.

Chapter four - New discoveries?

A light that gleamed from the bathroom softly awakened me. I also heard
water running and it appeared to me that Adam was showering with the
bathroom door open. I think he did that on purpose though. Maybe he wanted
to wake me so that I would join him. I rolled over and glanced at the alarm
clock, and the numbers showed 4:49am. I knew I wouldn't fall back to sleep,
so I decided to wait until 6:00 roll around to get dress for work. I really
needed a shower though, I was covered in sticky cum and honestly I loved
the way it felt on me, maybe I should go to work smelling like sex. Who
knows, Jonathan might ask me what cologne I'm wearing (Just a thought).

I decided to join Adam in the shower and wake myself up from this drowsy
feeling that was upon me. I didn't mean to, but I startled him a bit when I
slid the shower door open unexpectedly, but he quickly recovered when he
saw it was me.

"Hey, sleepy head." Said Adam smilingly, as the water cascaded down his
face.

"You're up early." I told him, groggily.

"I know right, I couldn't sleep anymore." He said. "I didn't mean to wake
you though.

"Yeah right." I said, jokingly. "You left this door open on purpose."

"Well, I guess I did, huh?" He jested. "Now, that I've successfully woo you
into my chambers, I want you to join me."

"You don't have to say that twice." I told him, as I tentatively entered
one foot in the shower at a time.

With one hand, Adam started to wash my back with a sponge and then massaged
my balls with his other hand. The water felt so warm and relaxing as it
descended down my body. My cock started to harden as Adam moved away from
my balls and started stroking it lustfully. His hand felt so damn good,
that I had a hard time controlling my immediate sexual desire for him. I
wanted feel him inside me again. I loved sex so much that sometimes I think
I need to see a therapist, and what made it worse, the person fucking me,
was Adam, the man I loved with my soul.

I felt alive and rejuvenated. There's nothing in this world I wouldn't do
for Adam. Suddenly, Adam turned me around and started to kiss me without
mercy. There's something about making out in the shower with a man you
thought you'd never have. Every time I think about it, it blows my finite
mind. Adam spun me back around and started to brush his cock at the
entrance of my manhole. That sent spasms all through my body and my manhole
prodded uncontrollably. Honestly, I felt at little sore, but that didn't
stop me from wanting Adam to shove his thick, hard cock up my ass. As a
matter of fact, I was turned-on more than ever, and I encouraged Adam to
push into me without hesitation. I sound sick and obsess right? I think I
did mention to you I need to see a therapist.


Despite my encouraging words, Adam slid into me with caution and I moaned
as his cock went into my ass inch by inch. I'm surprise of how often Adam
wanted sex. I swear, lately I'm beginning to think that Adam loved sex more
than I did. Now I'm not complaining, whenever he wanted me, I was his. I
guess that makes two overly sexed maniacs huh? He doesn't even have to ask
twice, I just make myself available in whatever position he wants. I will
admit though, that intense fucking is tiresome and the body needs time to
rest and recuperate. Nevertheless, ever since that party two days ago, Adam
and I have been having sex constantly and I began to wonder where the
energy came from. Adam continued to push into me until his pubic hair
rubbed against my butt cheeks.

I felt Adam slid out and then back in my ass slowly. I loved the way his
cock painfully, but pleasurably stretched my ass. It's a sensation I can't
describe. I placed both of my hands against the wall as Adam worked up a
rhythm. I groaned in response to the pleasure I was enduring from Adam's
hard, steel rod. I pushed back into him as he pushed upward into me, and
with everyone of Adam's thrust, he brushed against my prostate. We ground
like that for a few minutes and then I felt when Adam's cock began to swell
inside of me and I knew he was getting ready to erupt. It wasn't long after
that before I felt the urge to cum and I knew the next 30 seconds were
going to be fanatical.

Suddenly, I heard a loud animalistic cry from Adam as his manjuice exploded
deep within. He shook frenziedly, which made me came and shot my load all
over the walls of the shower. After a few minutes of trying to recover from
such an intense fuck, we cleaned ourselves up and exit the shower. We put
on some clothes and went downstairs to the kitchen and made some
breakfast. I took a quick glance at the clock and the numbers showed
5:34am. Good, I had about 25 minutes before I had to get dress for work. At
least I have some time to spend with my man.

As we sat at the breakfast table, I watched Adam as he ate. He was so
beautiful and filled with life and I thank my lucky stars every day for
this chance to be in a relationship with him. He looked up at me and caught
me gawking. He graciously smiled...

"What?" He asked, curiously.

"It's nothing, babes." I told him. "I'm just thinking how beautiful you
are, and how I'm so damn lucky to be loved by you."

"And here I am thinking that I'm the lucky one." He chuckled,
warmly. "Taylor, we are so bless to have each other and everyday I hope and
pray that nothing comes between us."

"My goodness, everyday I pray for the same thing too." I told him,
sincerely. "But I'm about to tell you something that I'm not so happy
about."

"What is it?" He inquired, sweetly.

"It's about Bruce." I started.

"What about Bruce." He questioned.

"Adam, I know how much Bruce mean to you, and you don't like to see him
hurting, but please don't tell me he can stay here with us when he comes to
Tampa." I told him in one breath.

"What are you talking about, babes?" He asked in a bemused, but pleasant
voice. "Did Bruce call or something?

"Yeah he did." I told him. "Actually he called yesterday and I'm sorry for
not letting you know sooner."

"It's cool, babes. I'm still trying to figure out why he wants to come to
Tampa though." Said Adam, pondering the situation in his mind.

"Well, he told me he had a vacation coming up in two weeks and he wants to
come to Tampa and stay with us."

"What did you tell him." Asked Adam, looking at me with those beautiful
brown eyes.

"I didn't speak to him directly, he left a message on the machine." I told
him. "Why would he want to stay here anyway?"

"I don't know, babes." Adam said, honestly. "Maybe he feel like he has
something to prove, and one way to do that is by staying with us in our
apartment and letting us see his emotions."

"Adam, I know how soft-hearted you are when it comes to Bruce, and I'm not
trying act like an ass here, but do you really believe Bruce when he said
he was OK with this whole situation?" I asked, Adam.

"If you're asking me if I still trust him, then the answer is yes." He
said, reaching for my hand. "But that doesn't mean that you have to, I
understand things can't change overnight, regardless of how hard we try
sometimes. I know you don't want him to stay here and I can't be mad at you
for that. But I think we should give everyone a chance to redeem him or
herself. We've all made some mistakes and would want to be given another
chance."

"Adam, you always know the right thing to say." I told him. "You are such
an amazing guy. It's hard for me sometimes to be so compassionate with
people who've done me wrong. But ever since Eric died, it made me realize
life's too short to hold grudges against someone."

"So that means it's OK if he stayed?" Adam asked, looking directly into my
eyes.

"Why not?" I said, with a cracked smile.

Adam lifts my hand up to his lips and kissed it softly. I wanted to ask him
about Rouge, but it always seemed like the wrong time to ask. Why do I care
so much if Rouge is interested in Adam? It was beyond me why this young
specimen enthralled me so. Anyway, whatever Bruce's agenda was when he
comes to Tampa, I didn't care, because I know Adam loved me and he wouldn't
let Bruce do anything to jeopardize our relationship. I looked at the clock
again and I was shocked to realize how fast time flies when you're
occupied. I kissed and parted with my man and went upstairs to get dress
for work.

Thank goodness it was Friday. Please don't get me wrong, I loved my job,
it's the best job in the world. Besides, I loved seeing Jonathan's
cute-looking face everyday, but my body and mind needed rest. As I drove to
work, Eric's mom flashed across my mind. I thought about that message she
left on the machine about Ryan wanting to come to Tampa for school. I
wondered if she wanted me to actually take him in or help him find his own
apartment. Of course Ryan's father knew he was coming to Tampa for school,
but I doubt he knew I'd be helping his 'straight son' to settle in and get
acquainted with the city. I don't know why some people think that gay guys
are such monsters and are out to kill, steal and destroy. We are humans
too, with emotions just everyone else. Anyway, I have no intentions of
harming Ryan in any way.

As I approached the entrance of the Arcadian Building, I saw Jonathan
coming up the pavement in my peripheral view. I intentionally pretend like
I didn't notice him because I wanted to get a glimpse of his reaction. And
a reaction I did receive...

"I guess I've done something wrong that you can't speak to me anymore."
Said Jonathan smilingly, as he walked up behind me.

I turned to face him and grinned sheepishly.

"No, no, no, it's not that, I didn't know that was you." I lied.

"Uh-huh. I know you're lying to me." He chuckled. "Anyway man, how's your
morning going so far?"

"It's going great." I told him. "Just a bit tired, that's all."

"Well, it's Friday." He said, smilingly.

"I know right, TGIF!" I exclaimed.

We laughed and walked inside the building. Jonathan was really a cool
supervisor and sometimes he makes me wonder about his sexual preference. I
know I sound like I want every guy to be gay (that'll be great), but that's
not really true. It's just that I've met so many guys in my lifetime I
thought was straight, but turned out to be gay. Maybe Jonathan is keeping
things under wraps because of his position in the company. I don't consider
myself to be in the closet, but I don't go around telling the whole world
that I'm gay. If someone ask me if I'm gay, then I'll let him or her know,
that I am. It was as simple as that. Now getting back to Jonathan, I think
he has an inkling that I loved men. Why else would he be treating me the
way that he does? He smiles too much with me, and then looks at me
strangely, but in a good way. I know it's tuff for a guy in his position to
take such a risk in asking an employee out for dinner secretly. Especially,
when the employee happens to be a guy.

If it happens to be one of those days when strange things occur, like if
Jonathan comes up to me and actually asks me out, I might turn him down
anyway. Knowing myself, it'll be hard to say no, because he's so
gorgeous-looking, but my heart belongs to Adam. I'm just getting ahead of
myself here, this guy might be straight as they come. Why do I care anyway?
As I sat to my desk sipping on some hazelnut coffee, my secretary buzzed me
and told me Jeff was on line three. I clicked over to see what Jeff wanted.

"Good morning, Jeff." I hailed.

"Good morning, Taylor." He said, in his deep baritone voice. "I guess you
know why I'm calling?"

"No, you can't have her." I said sternly, but laughingly.

"What the hell are you talking about, man?" He inquired, but with a hard
laugh.

"Just a morning starter." I said, laughing.

"You sure have a crazy sense of humor." Said Jeff, as his laughter died
down. "Man, you had me going there for a minute."

"I thought I did." I told him, trying to compose myself.

"Anyway, you almost cause me to forget what I called you for." He said,
with slight laughter in his voice. "Um, I just was wondering what happened
to you..."

"To me?" I questioned. "What did I do wrong now?"

"Ah, come on, Taylor, you know I'm talking about our workouts after hours."
Said Jeff. "I haven't seen you for a few days."

"Man, I wanted to, but for the past few days I was feeling so damn tired."
I told him. "And then I wasn't getting enough rest." Jeff didn't know that
I was mostly tired because Adam and I fucked consistently during the
previous nights and my body just felt a bit weak. Knowing Adam, he and I
will fuck again tonight, especially how he knows that I don't have work
tomorrow. Again, I'm not complaining, this is the most we ever made out in
a long time. After work, I just have to go to the store and buy some energy
drinks to revitalize my stamina.

"Sound like you're having a lot of fun." He jested. "I want in."

"Trust me, your heart can't handle my extracurricular activities." I said,
chuckling.

"Boy, you're making sound like I'm old." He said, laughingly. "I'm barely 9
years your senior, besides, you can learn a lot from me."

Now I know Jeff wasn't talking about sex, but I was and I decided to cut
the conversation short because I didn't want Jeff to get the wrong idea.

"Well, I'm sorry that I didn't let you know what was going on." I told him.

"It's cool, just thought you bailed out on me, man." He said,
warmly. "Anyway, I have to get back to work, see you around."

"Yeah..."

I hung up from Jeff and opened my briefcase to retrieve some documents. I
didn't know where to start this morning. I had two meetings scheduled in an
hour, a presentation to wrap up to present first thing Monday morning and a
few important phone calls to make. Fifteen minutes into working on my
presentation, my phone rang. It was one of my clients from the Water and
Sewage Corp., and to cut a long story short, they wanted to negotiate a
contract. Mostly, when negotiating contracts with customers, I usually
consult with Jonathan first before I made any moves. So, look like I'll be
seeing Jonathan again very soon.

Later on that day, after I had amazingly survived three long meetings, work
tirelessly with a few customers and wrapped up my presentation, I lay back
on my chair and relaxed.  I looked at my watch and saw that I had ten
minutes before I was done with work. My goodness, I was so damn tired. It
literally felt like I couldn't move any longer. I told my secretary to hold
all my calls, because I couldn't handle any more. What I didn't get done
today, will have to wait until Monday. I definitely wasn't going to workout
today, I'd only be a hindrance to Jeff.

About twenty minutes later, I packed up my stuff and dragged myself out the
building. As I walked to my car, I saw Jonathan in the parking lot with his
briefcase in one hand and a binder in his other hand. He opened his Jeep
door, leaned over and placed both items in the passenger seat. I positioned
myself at an angle to get a glimpse of his bubble butt in perfect form, as
he bent over. I immediately started lusting and my cock twitched inside my
pants.  He backed up, and turned around. At first I thought he knew I was
staring at his ass, because he flashed this infectious smile at me, as he
shut his car door and walked over to where I stood. I grinned
uncontrollably as he approached me and I know I must have looked silly with
this stupid grin on my face.

"Hey, what's up?" He hailed.

"Relief." I sighed.

"I know right?" He chuckled. "No work until Monday."

"Oh my goodness, I could just sleep for the next two days without getting
up." I told him, laughingly.

He laughed at that. An awkward silence emerged between us and then
strangely, Jonathan just stared at me, what seemed like forever, but I know
it only lasted for two seconds or so. He looked like he really wanted to
ask me something, but he was afraid to do so. He broke the silence...

"Well, have a nice weekend and do get some rest. I'll see you on Monday"
Said Jonathan, as he extended his right hand to me.

"OK, I'll see you on Monday." I told him, as I shook his hand.

"And remember your presentation is first thing Monday morning, in
Conference room B." He reminded me, as he walked over to his Lexus jeep.

"Roger that!" I exulted.

With that we parted. As I took my usual route towards home, I thought about
Jonathan. Man, I didn't know what to think about him. We really have a good
working relationship, but I have a gut feeling that Jonathan might be
gay. I know he wanted to ask me something, because I saw the question
beaming in his eyes. Unfortunately, if Jonathan happens to be gay, we can't
get together, because like I've said a thousand times, I loved Adam too
much to hurt him that way. Suddenly, I heard this little voice inside my
head and I know it had to be my old nature talking. The voice said, "What
Adam don't know won't hurt him." I shook the thought from my mind and tried
to focus my mind on something else. I couldn't understand why I was
thinking about other guys when I was perfectly happy with Adam.

I really felt worn out and I really needed something to give me a boost. I
decided to stop at WalMart and purchase me some Red Bull energy drinks that
contained ginseng and other revitalizing ingredients. As I walked inside
WalMart towards the drink section, to my amazement, I saw Bryan and Oswaldo
coming towards me. Wow, this was just one of those days when strange things
happen. I haven't seen Ossie for over a year and now here he is walking
side by side with Bryan. I thought they weren't seeing each other anymore,
I guess I assumed wrong.

"Hey, Taylor!" Bruce exulted, as he approached me. "How's it going after
the party?"

"Couldn't be better." I told him, smilingly.

"You mean I wasn't invited?" Interjected Oswaldo.

"Don't blame it on me." I told him, with a slight laugh. "I didn't know
about it either until that night. Besides, you weren't around to be found."

"Oh, Bryan didn't tell you?" Inquired Ossie.

"Tell me what?" I questioned.

"He moved back home to Puerto Rico." Said Bryan, quickly. "Ossie, I'm sorry
I didn't mentioned it to Taylor, but I doubt he wanted to know anyway."

"Is that true, Taylor?" Oswaldo questioned, with this sly grin on his face.

"I'm afraid it is." I said, laughingly. "Why would I care if you moved back
home or not?"

"I see you're still sharp with your words." He said, with a grin. "I guess
some things never change."

"I guess not." I told him, sarcastically. "Bryan, you didn't tell me that
you was still seeing Ossie."

"Well, I'm not, we have an agreement." Said Bryan, as he turned and looked
at Ossie.

"I see." Said I. "Well, I think I've overstep my boundaries, I apologize
for not minding my own business."

"It's no big secret, man." Said Ossie. "We don't have to tell you anything,
because you know exactly what's going on."

"No, I don't." I retorted. "And I really don't want to know, and I would
appreciate if we left this conversation in shallow waters."

"Yeah, I agree." Said Bryan. "Anyway, it's always nice seeing you
Taylor. Can I call you later, so that we can talk?"

"Yeah, that'll be OK." I told him.

"Can I call you too?" Asked Ossie, in a laughing voice.

"No, you can not call me." I told him seriously, but with a cracked smile.

"Why are you playing so hard to get?" Ossie inquired bluntly.

"Excuse me?" I asked, a bit astonishingly.

"Don't mind him, he's just playing around with you." Replied Bryan.

"No, I'm not." Said Ossie. "Seriously, why are you playing like you don't
find me to be attractive?"

"You have some nerve, dude." I told him, in a shock voice. "You need to get
over yourself, I never deny I found you to be attractive, but the way you
present yourself, turns me off."

"So you do find me attractive, huh? He said, slyly.

"Taylor, don't let him get under your skin, believe me, he knows how to do
that to people." Said Bryan.

"Well, he needs to stop, because everyone is going to end up hating him." I
said, seriously. "Why do you hang out with him anyway?"

"Taylor, look, let's call a truce." Said Ossie.

"Truce?" I questioned.

"Yeah, I promise I'll stop acting like an ass if you consider me to be your
friend." Said Ossie, in a proposing voice.

"You're weird, you know that?"

"So I take it that we made peace with each other?" Questioned Ossie.

"If it wasn't for Bryan, I would have kick you to the curve long time." I
told him. "Bryan is a good person and he must see something good in you,
why else would he hang with you?"

"Well, Taylor, that's a nice thing to say." Said Bryan. "But Oswaldo can
prove for himself what a good friend he can be."

"I hope I don't regret this, but OK, we're friends." I said with a
suppressed smiled, as I extended my hand to Ossie.

"Gotcha!" Said Ossie, laughingly. "I'm kidding, man. You'll learn that I
joke around a lot, but I can be serious when I have to."

"I hope so." I told him.

With that we part and I finally grabbed and paid for a few cans of Red Bull
energy drinks. This day was so bizarre, all I wanted to do now is get home
and sleep for the next 12 hours. About 10 minutes later I pulled up to my
apartment complex. I looked around and I saw Adam's car parked in its space
and then I saw another car that I know I've seen before. No, it couldn't
flipping be, that car looked like Rouge's car. It was a white Dodge Stratus
with tinted windows. I couldn't believe my eyes. Was my man cheating on me
with this Nicaraguan guy? I jumped out my car and walked hurriedly to my
apartment, I tried to stay calm and collective, but the thought of Adam
cheating on me, sent blood pumping through the veins in my head. I turned
my key softly and then opened the door slowly...

To be continued...

Well, that's chapter four. I apologize for the delay in posting this
chapter, but I'm doing my best to get them posted as soon as I can. I hope
you have enjoyed reading this chapter, I really would like to hear from
you.