Date: Wed, 3 Oct 2001 09:39:26 -0400
From: The Mariner <mariner23502@hotmail.com
Subject: Paul's Christmas Holiday Part #2

PAUL'S CHRISTMAS HOLIDAY -- PART 2

WARNING -- THIS IS A GAY FANTASY ABOUT YOUNG GAY MEN
AND SEXUAL ACTS. NO RELATIONSHIP IS INTENDED TO ANY
PERSON LIVING OF DEAD AND IF YOU DO NOT APPROVE OF
THIS TYPE OF MATERIAL, PLEASE LEAVE.

UPDATE: Paul was in Boston, alone and it was cold
as only Boston can be in December. He had found a
bar on Washington Ave and ducked inside for a beer
and warmth. Sitting at the bar, he noticed that
there were only men sitting in the booths and one
other at the bar besides him. That clued him that
it probably was a gay bar.  He ordered a Schlitz
from the bartender and noticed he was a stunning
hunk of a man and a twinge went through his cock he
was so horny. When he brought his beer, he spoke to
Paul and introduced himself as Reid. Paul could not
help but notice the huge bulge in his tight jeans
as he obviously displayed it for his inspection,
his cock jumped to a full hard. Hurting in its
restricted space of his jeans, he attempted to
adjust it and Reid commented and admired what he
saw.

Paul sat there while Reid served another customer
and an older man had tried to buy him a beer.
Another customer sent him a beer and when he
singled his thanks, the guy started to move his way
and he nodded him off asking Reid to return the
beer but was told not necessary, the guy
understood.  A much younger but attractive guy sat
next to him and said "hi, what's up", Paul thought
he was trying to put the make on him with the
comment but found out he was wrong.  His name is
Jerry and they talked about the bar and gay people
that frequented it. Paul learned that Reid was very
interested in him and as they talked, Reid had come
back and while talking off handedly had made a date
with Paul for after the bar closed at midnight.
Paul had wanted Reid to ask him and he was excited.
As he and Jerry took long pulls on their beer's, he
heard Jerry whisper "Paul you are one lucky dude
that you met someone like Reid, he is one hell of a
man", Paul agreed silently as he watched Reid walk
away.

As the evening wore on, Jerry and Paul talked about
the holidays and plans. Jerry was heading home to
New York City to be with his parents, leaving on
Friday by AmTrak. Paul told Jerry he would probably
spend Christmas in the barracks since he was just
coming off leave and didn't have any more he could
take.  Reid returned and refreshed their beers on
the house giving Paul a knowing grin each time he
passed. Paul couldn't help but think "man, am I
lucky to run up on this stud". He didn't hear Jerry
for a moment and then he turned his head to hear
him saying, "gee Paul that is tough but he thought
he might have a pretty nice holiday anyway", his
eyes glittering as he did.

Paul looked at him and said "you really think so
Jerry?" Looking at where Reid was standing tending
another customer, he said "Paul if I know Reid and
I think I do, I would bet he asks you to spend the
holiday with him".

Paul hung his head down slightly and told Jerry
"awwww I don't know about that Jerry, we have just
met". Jerry chuckled low and said "and having just
met, I noticed how fast he hit on you, that is not
usual for Reid, he is much more careful about who
he wants".

"Damn Jerry", Paul said, "what don't you know about
him?"  Leaning towards Paul, Jerry said "not very
much Paul, we were lovers for almost a year." Paul
leaned back and took another look at Jerry. In the
dim bar lights Paul could see a young guy maybe
around 23, clean cut with light brown hair and grey
eyes, maybe hazel in the light. Sitting on the
stool he took him to be maybe 5'7" or so, with a
slender build. Jerry's open throated shirt was form
fitting and he could see defined pecs and nice
shoulders with a very narrow waist where his shirt
tucked into the waistband of his tight fitting
jeans that showed a nice bulge at his crotch and
solid thighs.

Paul sat there for a moment thinking and then he
heard Jerry say "you approve." Paul started and
stammered "gee Jerry, I am sorry for staring like
that". Jerry chuckled again and said "no problem
Paul, I would have been disappointed if you
haden't." Paul noticed that Jerry always had a
slight smile and a low sexy chuckle. Thinking to
himself Paul thought "damn, if Reid had not hit on
him first, he could go for Jerry."  As if reading
his thoughts Jerry leaned towards Paul again and
said "too bad Reid got there first Paul but that's
my luck." Paul looked into Jerry's eyes and he
could see the desire in them and felt bad about it.

Reid stopped in front of them and asked Jerry if he
would be able to make it home, the snow seemed to
have picked up a little. Jerry responded "I will be
okay Reid, you know the subway is only a block from
my apartment and I use the concourse when the
weather is bad." Paul asked Jerry "where do you
live Jerry?" Jerry looked at Reid and said "over in
Charlestown, not that far really". Paul knew it was
a little further then he was letting on, he was in
the Shipyard in Charlestown and it took about 30
minutes riding the subway but he didn't say
anything else.

Jerry looked at the clock and said "hey I better
get going, it is almost 12". He stood up and
extended his hand for Paul and when Paul took it,
he felt a card in his hand. They shook hands and
Jerry wished Paul a Merry Christmas since he
probably would not see him before then. Leaning
over the bar, he gave Reid a quick peck on the
cheek extending the same holiday greeting and
walked towards the door slipping into his leather
jacket flipping his scarf over his left shoulder.

He heard Reid give a sigh and say "damn sure glad
he won't be alone for Christmas". Reid looked at
Paul and told him he would be closing up in 20
minutes and then they could have a drink of
something besides beer. Paul said," yeah Reid, that
would be nice but how far do you live?" Reid smiled
and said "not far Paul, you won't even get your
feet wet." Paul looked puzzled at that remark but
Reid had walked away to start closing up. As Reid
walked away, Paul glanced down at the card Jerry
had pressed into his hand. He saw Jerry's name and
a number with the words "if it don't work out, call
me if you like." Paul stuffed the card into his
jeans pocket.

Reid was busy putting bottles in empty cases,
wiping the bar down and emptying ash trays. The
guys that were left noticed Reid making his
preparations to close and finished their beers.
Walking out the called out "see you tomorrow Reid".
Reid waved and told them to be careful in the snow.
Paul watched Reid pulling the cash from the
register and placing it in a canvas bank bag. The
front bartender walked up and handing his cash bag
to Reid, bid him goodnight, the bar was empty
except for them.

Paul watched Reid walk around the end of the bar
towards him and he swiveled around on his stool.
Reid walked right up the middle of Paul's spread
legs and holding the cash bags in his left hand, he
placed his right hand behind Paul's head and
pressed his lips against Paul's, his tongue probing
for entrance. Paul opened his lips and he felt
Reid's tongue shoot in twisting and feeling deep in
his mouth while he murmered "oh baby, have I been
looking for you" pressing his steel hard cock into
Paul's crotch searching for his manhood. Paul
wrapped his arms around Reid's waist pulling him
tight into his crotch and he felt a wave of pure
desire sweep over him as he pressed himself tight
against Reid's swollen cock. Breaking their kiss,
Paul leaned back and said "oh god man, do you taste
good". Reid nuzzled Paul's nose with his and said
"likewise Paul,likewise want to go upstairs?" Paul
jumped off of the stool.

Walking back further into the bar, he watched as
Reid opened a large wall safe and place the bags
inside. Looking at Reid, Paul said "you leave all
that money in here?" Reid chuckled and told Paul to
watch for a minute. Walking over to a locked door,
he watched Reid take a ring of keys from his belt
and unlock the heavy lock. When Reid opened the
door a jet black Doberman walked out and nuzzled
Reid in the crotch as Reid stroked and patted his
head. Turning his head, the Doberman saw Paul and
dashed toward him growling with his teeth gleaming,
Reid barked, "Sean, sit, stay". The Doberman
stopped and sat in front of Paul not taking his
eyes off of him.  Paul was frozen where he stood
and he lost his hard in an instant watching that
beautiful but he knew deadly animal.

Reid walked over to where they were standing with a
smile on his face. When he got to them, he took
Paul's hand and held it in front of the dogs muzzle
and Paul did not move but felt the dog sniff and
then lick his hand. Leaning down Reid spoke to the
dog, "everything is alright Sean, everything is
alright" and Paul released his breath in a long low
sigh. Looking at Reid, Paul said "shit man, you
could have warned me before you opened that damned
door". Chuckling, Reid said "now you know why I
don't worry about leaving the money in the wall
safe". Continuing he said "Sean patrols the bar at
night and I believe he sleeps behind the front bar,
but he was not sure about that since he moves
around. No one knows Sean is in the bar at night
except Jerry and now you as he spoke to Sean
telling him to "watch".  Paul said "thanks a lot
but you scared about 10 years off my life and my
cock might never get hard again after that." Reid
stepped close to Paul and running his hand up under
his sweater and down the curvature of his spine
feeling his lat muscles, he whispered "I think we
can take care of that pretty quickly." Paul sighed
again from his touch leaning against him, the back
of his hand brushed against Reid's hard cock.

Turning and closing the door to Sean's cubicle,
Reid took Paul's hand and led him to another door
that he unlocked with another key and opened and
Paul saw a set of stairs leading up. Reid clicked
on the lights and as he was walking up the stairs,
Paul was watching his ass cheeks moving and his
cock started to get hard again.

TO BE CONTINUED

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