Date: Mon, 21 Feb 2000 16:33:28 -0800
From: by-guy@email.com
Subject: Chapter 3 re-edited

CONVICTED Chapter 3

Copyright 2000 by, by-guy@email.com


What a glorious four days it had been.  I had met with Bob every day that he
had been here in town.

We made love every day and it was the most beautiful experience for me to be
loved once again. The love making was the most intense the last day he was
here and we reached climax three times in one afternoon.  We both knew that
too soon it would be over and only the memories would remain.

I cried all the way home from the hotel knowing that I would probably never
see my Bob again.  Sure we would keep in touch over the net, but now that we
had met and made love, how could I continue on.

My wife had noticed the change in my attitude in the last few days.  I was
more congenial and out going.  I was happy and full of life.  She attributed
it to the new antidepressants which was fine for me.  I didn't want here to
have any suspicion of anything else going on in my life.

I knew that life was soon going to change for the worse.  No pill would take
away the loss of my new found love.  I could only feel sorry for what I
might put my family through.  How could they know or understand my grieving
a lost love.

As fate would have it, I came down with another infection so it was another
round of treatments and pills and my family accepted my moodiness and being
a bitch as part of me being sick again.

My illness only lasted a couple of weeks this time and I was back on the
road to recovery.  I looked into the mirror and yes, I needed a hair cut.

Good, I thought to myself, this will give me a chance to have Andy give me a
hair cut and we can visit.  I needed to be around friends since my Bob was
so far away.

I didn't tell you much about my barber except that I knew that he was gay.
Andy was 6ft 3 an relay thin.  He had nice features but not a handsome stud.
His teeth were a little crooked when he smiled but it was a nice smile and
he did it quite often.  Just being around him lifted my spirits.

The shop wasn't too busy so Andy was available to cut my hair.  I got into
the chair and put my arms on the armrest as I usually do.  Andy covered me
with the cloth and proceeded to work on my new do.  As he moved around the
chair trimming here and there I could feel him leaning into me.

I didn't think anything about it until he has his crotch pressing into my
hand that was resting on the outside of the armrest.  He moved away but he
was back in a short time pressing his crotch into my hand again.
This time I could feel his hard cock pressing against my fingers under the
barbers cover.  I moved my fingers a couple of times to let him know that I
was interested in what he had in his pants.

Andy knew that I was interested by the time he finished cutting my hair.  He
dusted me off with a brush, removed the cloth from me shaking off the
trimmed hair and checked out the bulge in my crotch with a long glance.

I went to the cash register and paid Andy for his services.

"Time for my smoke break." he told the other barber in the shop as he took
my money.

"I'm goin out and have a few puffs with my buddy here."

Andy followed me out the door, his pack of cigarettes in hand and we went to
the corner of the building for our smoke as we had many times before.

"You like what you felt?"  The first words out of his mouth after he lit up.

"I sure did.  Haven't felt one for a while." was all I could say.

"Does the wife work tomorrow?  I have the day off you know."

I knew that Andy was in a relationship but I didn't know it was an open one.
All the better for me if it was.

"Yes, she is working her regular shift, so I've got most of the day free.
What do you have in mind?"

"We could go out and have some breakfast and you could stop over the
apartment after.  My roommate has to work tomorrow too."

Had I died and gone to heaven, or what.  Here was my chance to fulfill
another one of my fantasies.  I had wondered about Andy from the time I
realized he was gay.  What did he have in those tight jeans he wore and how
did he use it in bed?

Andy and I met the next morning.  We fed our faces at the local greasy spoon
and then headed off to his apartment.  When we got there and went inside he
poured us both another cup of coffee.

"When you came in to the shop yesterday, you looked like you had lost your
best friend.  You want to tell me about it?"

How could he be so perceptive?  I told him about Bob and how we had fallen
in love.  He understood the terrible pain I was having in my soul.

"When I saw you in your pain, all I could think of was you looked like you
needed love.  I wanted to hug you right there and say it's OK, it's OK.  Now
that you have told me about Bob I understand."

Andy knew my medical history so he knew that Bob and I would probably never
be together again.  Andy rose from his chair and came over to me, giving me
a hug and a kiss.  His hand was tenderly rubbing my back and we were both
becoming aroused.

Our hands started caressing each other and soon we were headed to the
bedroom.  We quickly shed our clothes and crawled into his bed.

We laid there touching and kissing.  I knew it wasn't love but it was the
warm and tender.  I could almost see Bob in my arms when I closed my eyes.

Sex is always great, but when combined with love it is the apex, the highest
of  highs, the top of the world. Even if Andy and I were only friends, the
experience in his bed was wonderful.  There was love there, the love that
two friends have for each other when they are in need.

Andy and I lay there in bed arousing each other with lips and tongs when he
whispered in my ear. "I want you to fuck me."

"I have a problem of keeping it hard enough to get it in.  Are you sure you
want me to try?"

"Don't worry,  I'll get you hard enough."  With that he went down on my cock
and started giving it a good tong bath.  I was soon going wild so he reached
in the night stand and pulled out a rubber and put it on my throbbing cock.

Andy rolled over in the bed and spread his cheeks.  He guided me to his pink
rosebud and I pushed against it with the head of my cock.

It was tight but I did slip into that warm channel after the second try.
Andy moaned and started squeezing his ass muscles around my thrusting cock.

"Fuck me, Fuck me, let me have that hot cock in me all the way.  Oh give it
to me baby."

We both reached climax, his ass hole convulsing around my spurting throbbing
cock.  I kissed him on the ear and said "Thank you."

"What are friends for?  You needed me and I wanted you so were even buddy.
Come back any time your in need of a good friend."

I knew that Andy was serious and that our little session in bed was a gift
of love to a friend.  I now felt a little less empty knowing that my friend
loved me too.

(to be continued}

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