Date: Thu, 20 Oct 2016 12:36:42 +0000
From: Robert Me <winchesterbornbred@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: The Ups and Downs of a Masseur Chapter 8

At last its finished but I have enjoyed writing it. Sorry about the delay,
family issues.


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Reginald Campbell. Final part 5

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At last the bugger woke up as I was rubbing life back into my left arm
which had been around his shoulders all night and he had rewarded me for my
care for him by farting and nearly blowing the fucking duvet off!


"Paul, if you are having a wank, you are holding the wrong bit!"



I told him how lucky he was to even be in my presence, he told me to
"fyandinn burt," which I found out later was Icelandic for "fuck off!"


"Do you want to talk now or when we get up Reginald?" He laid on top of me
and smiled.


"I need a pee and take my pills then I am coming back to bed. After you
have agreed to every thing I need to say, I will allow you your turn. After
that we shower, have breakfast then you can take me swimming."


I watched as he got out of bed and looked at his wonderful nakedness with
that fantastic cute bum and his massive knob swinging between his legs. Sex
was now on my mind. "Could you douche first?"


"What's that?"


"Forget it."


When he got back we sat in our usual position with our arms around one
another and my legs wrapped a round him. We did a fair amount of kissing
then Reginald stopped and half smiled at me and looked a tad
worried. Whatever he was about to say he must have thought through for some
time.


"Ok gorgeous man listen and don't interrupt." I had no intention to, I
would not dare!


"When we had that sort of split I contacted my lawyer and had him visit me
in hospital. I have changed my will and if anything happens to me you get
all this and everything in it and the account that keeps us here as well as
any money I have left, which wont be much. I would like you to sell your
flat and move in with me and, if you agree, the money you get from the sale
could go into the same account which will keep us here longer. Our joint
earnings will keep us, although I can no longer travel because of my
condition but I still get plenty of work anyway and paid well. There is one
other thing we could talk about and that is sell up and move to a smaller
place somewhere. The only other thing to say is I want us both to go to my
lawyer and sign the necessary bits of paper which will give you joint
ownership of this apartment and the accounts. Everything will become
ours. Okay, your turn."

There was a lot I needed to say about all he had just said and we spoke for
ages, but by the end of it everything remained the same and I agreed to
every thing he wanted for us, but most importantly I would have Reginald
and he was all I wanted and I would have given him every organ in my body
to keep him with me, no matter how long or short.

It was my turn to say all I needed too.


"I will have to try to find a proper job whatever that is. Reginald I cant
continue to do what I'm doing now, that's not fair on you me being with
other men although I promise there will be no sex stuff from now on, I
promise! Please believe that." Once again we cuddled in tightly and kissed.


"Do you know something, It had never entered my head! But don't stop doing
what you are good at Paul and thank you for not giving the "extras," I want
you all to myself because I'm a selfish man! Paul, you are going to give me
life and that is priceless even though nothing can be for certain.

Come on, breakfast then swimming and you can tell me what a douche is, but
I'm guessing it has got something to do with sex? I hope!"


We ate a crap breakfast of kippers on toast and then went for a shower
which was much better and for the first time we both got massively worked
up as we cleaned each body many times over. I explained what a douche was
and how to do it.


"If you are not too tired later we could try to loose the other half of
your virginity." He was smiling at me the whole time with his arms around
my neck.


"Why not now?"


"Good question and I will answer it after we get back from a swimming
lesson and go shopping, you need more stuff so don't forget your credit
card."


"Yes sir!" And he got on his knees and gave me half a blow job. I had to
stop him before it was too late.


"I need the lot for later sweet man."


We stopped of at a sports shop for two pairs of Speedo's, both the same
colour and one size too small.


"I will NEVER get into them Paul!"


"You will with my help, trust me."


We stood looking at one another, me with my swimmers on and Reginald naked
with monster thing waiting for a shovel to get it inside. I got to him and
he stepped into the briefs and I pulled them up over his hips, got his cock
in one hand and fed it inside. I stood back admiring his incredible bulge
and fondled it.


"There, perfect! Come on Mr Phelps, this way."


"Mr Who?"


"I give in!"


My method of teaching someone to swim was very brief and always
effective. I picked Reginald up and jumped in then let go. Reginald
thrashed about in panic but at the same time got closer to me and as he did
I went further away until we were back at the side of the pool.


"There, you can swim, well done you."


"You bastard!"


"I know." And dragged him out to the middle and let go again. After three
more times and Reginald listening to my instructions he swam beside me for
one whole length of the pool and after a break in the shallow end and me
fiddling with the front of those tight briefs I told him one more length
and we were done for this time. "I don't want you to get too tired."


We had a lovely day and after a two hour shop and four bags full of
Reginald's new clothes we sat in Ballams in Soho for a late lunch. We sat
quietly eating but I knew we were thinking the same thing, kidney
transplant. I grinned to myself as Reginald nodded at the waiter. The guy
bought another glass of wine and Reginald pretended to be surprised.


"Oh gosh! Thank you."


"That's your second and last, I thought you were nodding at him to go to
the toilet with you."


"I was but the silly sod bought this instead, anyway mustn't waste it,
cheers." I looked at him and loved him all over again.


We had a priority list which included, Reginald loosing his full virginity,
me selling my flat and moving in, going to see Reginald's lawyer and the
small matter of starting the process of kidney transplant. Of these
priorities, Reginald loosing it was top of the list and as it was a Sunday,
the perfect day to do it. We would now have a long afternoon and evening to
make love and at the same time forget all that was about to come.


We were laying in bed all fresh and clean, each holding the others cock and
gently stroking. We kissed a tremendous amount as well as looking deeply
into one another's eyes, it was pure love and we were each becoming more
and more worked up to the final act that would make us complete.


We spent ages exploring one another's bodies as we twisted and turned
kissing, licking, touching and after a half hour in a 69 Reginald told me
he was ready. I got him out of bed and led the way to the dormer window
over looking Hyde Park. He put his hands on the low window ledge as I got
us both ready and then with one arm around his body to steady him I fed
myself with the other between his beautiful cheeks and put pressure on that
most wonderful of places and, very gently pushed against him.


"Reginald?"


"I'm fine Paul, I really am."


Slowly and very gradually I applied more and more pressure until suddenly
my head entered and froze as Reginald took the pain. "Keep going Paul,
please." He said quietly. I could now wrap both of my arms around him and
slowly fed myself into Reginald until finally all of my 6.5 inches was deep
inside him.


"I'm there Reginald." He laughed. "I think I already knew that my dear
man."


I stood us both up and took Reginald into hand and, again, very slowly
stroked while we looked out onto the Park looking at the hundreds of people
strolling around.


We got to the point that we were very near, we told one another of our love
and with just a few more strokes, we both exploded, me into Reginald and my
free hand full of most that had erupted out of that magnificent cock which
I then rubbed into his chest and belly. We stayed like that for some time
until I withdrew from him and we turned and just kissed and cuddled for
ages.


"Paul?" I was still coming back down and just kissed him as a reply.


"Your dribbling down my leg, we need to shower."


We were once again cuddled up in bed. We had made love for about three
hours and I knew Reginald would be getting tired and would have to take his
medication before dropping off and told him to get out then come back ready
for sleep.


He came back and after yet more kissing he smiled up at me. "What?"


"Don't "what" me you cheating sod!"


"How come?"


"All this "still a virgin thing," you know very well I Iost it after you
put me inside you. Don't forget I read about you and Ali and you told him
the same you randy bugger. I just went along with it........., but I have
to admit it was wonderful, thanks Paul." We kissed for a short time before
Reginald fell asleep. Once again I had him cuddled into me and stayed awake
for hours totally happy being as we were. I also thought about what laid
ahead.


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During the next three months much happened. I sold my flat and moved into
be with the love of anyone's life. All the legal bits were done and we were
well into the process of kidney transplant which was very difficult and the
psychological tests being the most problematic for me. I was on my own and
did not have Reginald there to help me out. "It seems they are trying to
stop me donating Reginald with all those fucking questions. What don't they
understand about my love for you and being so scared you will become more
ill if you don't get a new one?" Reginald was cuddling me this time and
came up with the answer, as usual.


"Married couples don't have a problem Paul, so long as they match and we
already know we do." It was not the most romantic of proposals, but hey! A
means to an end!


We managed to scrape up two witnesses, Colin from the hotel and Dr Trevor
Black and a dozen work colleges of Reginald's and a month later we stood in
the Registrar's office and became husband and husband! We had a small
reception in the hotel which was fun but I needed to get Reginald back home
as I knew he would be getting tired and I needed time to consummate the
marriage before he dropped off! Reginald said some pretty disgusting things
about me having only one thing on my randy mind, which was true, but he
enjoyed himself as much as I did, the randy sod!


I took the our marriage certificate to my next meeting with the
psychologist and handed her the bit of paper. She laughed her fucking head
off. "Oh Paul, you needn't have done that, I have always been sure about
your wish to donate to Reginald anyway! But congratulations and I wish you
both a very happy life."


We were left alone in my room for just one last time before I would be
taken to have a few grams of myself removed. I had already been prepared
and was getting drowsy. We kissed one last time and Reginald had to go to
be prepared himself.


"I love you so much Paul.........I just don't know what else say. PLEASE be
safe."


"I have never prayed before Reginald, but I am now, just YOU be safe as
well, PLEASE!?"


He would be taken to his theatre when it was known my operation had been
completed, roughly three hours later. When I woke up in Recovery my right
kidney would have been removed and later transplanted next to Reginald's
right one.


I woke up in Recovery and Staff Nurse Janice Watson was checking me
over. "Hello handsome, every thing is looking just fine and before you ask
Reginald is in theatre now and should be out soon, he will be in a
different unit, but as soon as we are sure that all is well you will both
go to another unit where you will recover together." I smiled at her and
fell back to sleep.


Two hours later I was transferred to a ward and found out that Reginald was
in the Special Kidney Unit also recovering. I was told that the operation
had gone well and no problems had shown up, well they would say that
anyway.


It only takes a few moments to read this but from now on it would be a sort
of holding your breath waiting for problems to show up and of course the
biggest of all, rejection. Every avenue had been looked into, my health and
kidney function, our compatibility and that fucking psychological crap I
had to endure! I did smile though as we found out we did not have to get
married to help us get what we wanted, but we were the happiest couple on
earth and only death would split us.


I was discharged a week later and went home to collect the few things
Reginald asked me to bring and then spent most of my time sitting next to
him, holding his hand and telling him I loved him and at the same time told
him to look after my kidney! He told me to "fuck off" as it was now his and
there was nothing I could do about it! We cuddled in as close as we could
and both praying there would be no rejection of my kidney to keep Reginald
alive. I was no fucking hero, ALL I wanted was Reginald to be with me as I
knew by now I could not live myself without him.


Two weeks later I took him home, but we were both in limbo and just hoping
nothing nasty would turn up. Days turned into weeks and then months. During
all that time Reginald was almost a permanent fixture with his many
appointments at the hospital for tests which all proved that he was clear
of any infection, but most importantly, rejection.


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It was six months to the day after the operations that I told him we were
going for a drive out to the country side.


"Can I fuck you first Paul?" I thought for two seconds and then shoved my
ass onto his massive cock! He slipped into me in one thrust and, as always,
I had to bite the fucking pillow! But it was beautiful, oh how beautiful!


When Reginald made love to me we only had one position and that was me on
top as I sat on him. In that way we could kiss and hold him very tightly as
I rode his massive 9 inches.

We always came together, with Reginald's own donation into me and mine all
over him! It was perfect, for us anyway.

When it was my turn, we were all over the apartment, bedroom, kitchen,
bathroom, lounge, hall. You name it, we were there, even in the lift, much
to "security" surprise as the door opened and he looked at us as we were
still trying to pull our pants up.


"Good evening gentlemen. Very nice ID's"


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All this was two years ago now and yes Reginald is still living with my
kidney inside him and has now put on weight and VERY fit as we exercise
together, swim, run and fuck! (Oh my word do we FUCK!)


We did go for that drive which was another life changing time for us. I
followed my nose and after a couple of hours west of London I stopped and
parked the car at the top of a lane. We got out and walked hand in hand
down the lane which after ten minutes turned into no more than a track. We
stopped to look at a cottage with a "For Sale" board at the gate! Who the
fuck would see that unless they, like us had happened to pass by? We fell
in love with it and two months later we moved in.


We had been in "Hunters Lodge" for no more than three months when we
extended our family, not a planned family of course but all down to when
Reginald and I went to the front gate one Sunday morning for our walk. I
opened the gate and the first we saw was a very pregnant, but very thin and
weak looking black Labrador sitting there looking at us with her beautiful
brown eyes and wagging her tail as if to say, "I'm home!" She was.


We took her into the living room where she collapsed on the thick rug in
front of the fire, the same rug that Reginald and I had enjoyed so many
happy times! As soon as she laid down the first nipper came out followed by
five more! Reginald and I were the only two panicking, mum dog cleaned them
up as they popped out and then pushed each one onto a tit where they needed
to be.


Mum dog was knackered with all those births and we guessed wherever she had
come from, she may have been though some bad times and I was about to give
the second best moment of my life. I knelt down and cuddled her head her
into my arms. She licked my face and at the same time she and I knew she
was "home." So did Reginald as he cuddled into me. "Lets call a Vet Paul,
we need help."


I was allowed to call her "Bess" and after we had found homes for four of
them, all bitches, we were left with the two boy puppies and scratching our
heads knowing we had to keep them now.


Reginald and I now had a family and had no fucking idea how to bring them
up but the love we had for them was in fact all they needed and the "boys"
took full advantage of our strict discipline, which was non existent! They
just conformed to our ways as we did theirs.


Reginald and I were cuddle up on the settee in front of the fire watching
tv one evening, Bess was fast asleep in front of us while her boys fought
one another behind the settee.


"Reginald, I called Bess, Bess, so you should name the other two." There
was a long silence as Reginald thought. He sat up.


"YOU TWO COME HERE!" Both of them stopped fighting and did as they were
told for once and came in front of us.

Bess woke up and also sat up watching with the boys sitting next to her
looking at Reginald. He pointed at the first one. "You are now Nino." He
then pointed at the second one. "You are now Ali, now fuck off!" Bess laid
back down and Nino and Ali went back to fighting. Reginald laid back on my
chest and wrapped his arms around me.


"Right my dear Paul, we are now all together, but there is one more thing I
want." I came up with the right question! "What's that?"


"I want us to have a tattoo in the inside of our right arms!" Bloody hell
Reginald!


"WHY? And how have you come up with that!?"


"I just want us to have a tattoo to show for all time of our love and the
fact I have to live with your kidney in my body for the rest my life life!
If you have a problem with that, you can have it back! OR, you can fuck me
and afterwards we can discuss tattoos!"


I shot off the settee and sent Bess, Nino and Ali out for their last pee
and after giving all three a cuddle I went back to the boss.


"Ok, what tattoos?"


"I want, "Paul gave me his kidney and I give him my heart." All in Gothic
writing."


"That's nice. What tattoo do I have then?"


"I'm a lucky fucker!" I thought about that.


"In Gothic?"


"Yes."


"Okay."


It was quite funny really. We settled in our chairs while our tattooist's
worked on us and all you could hear was:-


"Oh shit! That hurts!"

"Christ mate, go easy!"

"That bloody needle is blunt!"

"You sure you've done this before?"


"PAUL!"


"What?"


"Shut up you wimp!"


THE END

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