Date: Wed, 02 Jun 1999 03:07:12 GMT From: Joe Camp <idc90@hotmail.com> Subject: Life Goes On Life Goes On Codes M/M M/T (anal) By idc90@hotmail.com Warning: The following story is a work of fiction. It is a fantasy. It never happened, except in the author's imagination. This story contains sex between men. If you are underage, or this is illegal where you are, you already know what your supposed to do. Find something else and delete this file. If this kind of story turns you off, find something else. This story deals with the death of a life mate, and the finding of a new mate in a teen. Fiction and Real Life: This story is all fiction. The characters in this story engage in unprotected sex. That's not real life if you want to live to old age. The characters are a product of my imagination, and can't catch anything unless I want them to. Any resemblance of characters to an actual person is purely coincidental. All names used are fabricated. That means they are made up, if you happen to know someone with that name. The author retains the copyright of this story. Placing this story on a commercial web site without the authors permission is a violation of that copyright. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Life Goes On I awoke this morning, hugging my pillow tight. I had dreamed it was Tod I was holding. It all came rushing back to hit me like a sledge hammer. How could he do this to me! How could he leave me? What am I supposed to do now? I was the one that was supposed to die first. I was 15 years older then Tod. The tears flowed from my eyes, as I recalled that it was one year ago today, that we had placed him in the ground. It isn't fair! We only had 22 years together. They were 22 wonderful years, but much too short. We had met right after Tod graduated from high school, and it didn't take long for us to know we were in love. Two weeks later, and he had moved into my apartment. He wasn't really happy there, he wanted a house. We saved our money, until we had a good down payment. A few years later, we bought this house, when it was a brand new neighborhood, still being built. We didn't try to hide the fact that we were a gay couple. We didn't shove it in anyone's face, but we didn't try to hide it. We moved in about the same time as all the neighbors did. The couple on the west side of us, were in their 30's, with three kids. They weren't unfriendly, but we could tell they weren't interested in being too neighborly with us. The Janssen's on the east side of us were newly weds in their early 20's. They didn't mind asking to borrow any tool they knew we had. Tod and I spent that first spring planting the yard, a few trees and some flowers. Tod loved to garden, and it wasn't long before we had one of the nicest yards in the neighborhood. I used to tease him about his never growing up, and that he just wanted to play in the dirt. That summer, we and the Janssen's would often have a cookout in one or the other's back yards. By the time she got pregnant, Tod and I were almost as excited as they were. When Erik was born, we felt like we were almost his uncles. We were his baby sitters as Erik grew up. Watching Tod play with the baby, and feed and care for him, made me regret we didn't have a child of our own. By the time he was three, we knew if his folks looked up and couldn't find him, Erik was on his way to our house. We would just call as soon as he got here, and then again, when he left to go back home. When Erik joined the Little League, we arranged our work schedules so Tod and I could be at every one of his games. By the time he was 12, Tod and I were Erik's confidants. We were the ones he came to when he had a question he felt he couldn't ask his parents. Erik grew to be a fine looking young man. By the time he was 15, the freckles on his nose had disappeared. He was athletic, and was on his high school football team. Oh, how we did love Erik. Nothing improper ever happened with us and him. Well, there was that one time, when he was 13. Not that we did anything with him, but he did catch us making love. It was a lazy Sunday afternoon. Tod and I had put in an above ground swimming pool, and we had spent most of the morning in it. Even then, after all those years, I couldn't see Tod naked without springing a boner. We were in our bedroom, drying off, and getting dressed. Tod dropped his swimming trunks, and the sight of him was overpowering. I was behind him, and I moved close enough to kiss the back of his strong muscled neck and shoulders. He turned into my arms, and we moved towards our bed. Tod lifted his legs, as I reached for the lube in the night-stand. I gently worked it into his love opening. I slicked my hard cock, and took Tod's legs onto my shoulders. Tenderly, I pushed my manhood into Tod. It was as great as always. The loving warmth of him was fantastic. My hard dick was where it belonged. I pushed past Tod's prostate, and he gave a whimper. I bottomed out, and had to groan, before starting the long dicking Tod loved. We had been working 10 or 15 minutes, when Tod stroked my cheek. We were both close, and knew it would be any moment. My nuts were tight against my body, as were Tod's. Tod glanced at the door, and the look on his face made me look that way. Erik was standing in the doorway, with a shocked look on his face, and his mouth was hanging open. I quickly jerked my hard-on out of Tod's ass, but it was too late. My cum was spewing all over him, as his own was pumped from his nuts. His first shot hit his chin, and then, started landing lower and lower on his body. We couldn't stop shooting, and we must have each shot 7 or 8 squirts before quitting. Tod was a mess, with the cum shower he had taken. Erik's face turned beet red, and he spun away. Tod and I got ourselves cleaned up as fast as we could. We hurriedly dressed, and headed after Erik. He was sitting on the couch in the livingroom, and had his head hanging down. Tod and I sat on each side of him, and didn't say a word. We were going to let Erik speak first. "I'm sorry, guys," he told us, as he touched Tod and I, "I should have called out that I was here. It won't happen again." Things were a little strained between the three of us for the next couple of weeks. Erik looked at us a little different from then on. He had always known we loved each other, and he knew we slept in the same bed. But, I think it was the first time he realized there was a sexual aspect to our relationship. Tod and I wondered if that incident had any bearing on Erik's decision when he told us he is gay the year he was 15. I don't really think so, as I know he had a girl friend in the 9th grade. When we found out Tod had cancer, Erik was there to support us. We tried everything the doctors suggested. Tod took the radiation and chemotherapy. He was wasting away before our eyes. He couldn't keep much of anything down. Our sex life became all but none-existent. Tod wanted to give me blow-jobs, but every time he tried, he would get sick to his stomach. I told him not to worry about it, that I would just take care of his needs, and we would jack me off. Tod wanted sex so bad, but the chemotherapy made it impossible. Tod tried hard, but he got to where he didn't even have the strength to jack me off. I think that hurt him more then any other one thing. The last three months he was alive, he should have been in the hospital. He made me promise, that he would die in our bed, at home. I quite my job, so I could be with him all the time. We lived off our savings, and Tod joked about me being well off, as soon as he was gone. There was a large life insurance policy on him, and he had excellent health insurance. He didn't talk about money after he saw it made me cry one day. Tod held me in his skinny arms, and tried to comfort me. Erik would come in as soon as he got out of school. He would visit with Tod a while, then run any errands that needed to be taken care of. He was so pround to have just gotten his drivers license and be able to help. He did the grocery shopping for us, and took care of the yard. He beamed with pride, when we would help Tod to the backyard to sit in the shade, and Tod would brag on how nice the yard looked. The day he died, Tod woke up and told me he felt pretty good. He begged me to fuck him. I think now, he knew the end was near. He wouldn't take his pain medication until after we had done it. By that time, he couldn't speak above a whisper, and talking was a strain for him. He told me he needed to have sex, and he didn't want to be doped up while we were making love. I couldn't refuse him anything. I could tell this was one of the most important things in his life to him. I knew I had to be hurting him, but he wasn't satisfied until he felt my cum splash into him. He gave me a contented smile, as I withdrew and handed him his medication. He took it and swallowed it down with a sip of orange juice. Tod slept a few hours, then I read to him for a while. He took his afternoon medication without giving me any problems, and woke just as Erik was coming in from school. He listened to Erik prattle on about his day, then took his evening medication. We knew he would be out for hours. Erik and I shared a pizza in the livingroom. Erik went home, and I slid into bed beside Tod. He always wanted to find me there when he woke up during the night. I don't know what woke me, but about 4:00am, I woke up knowing Tod was dead. I couldn't do any more then call Erik. He was there in only moments, and he took care of calling the people that had to be notified. I don't know what I would have done without Erik. Even though he was only 16, he was the one that had to deal with everyone. He was the one that had to arrange the funeral and deal with the insurance companies. He would stick something in front of me telling me to sign, and I would sign it in a daze. He was the one I clung to, as we said our last goodbye to Tod at the grave side. A tapping on my bedroom door, made me dry my tears and stop the thoughts I was having of Tod. I knew it had to be Erik. He is the only one to have a key to the house. I called out "come in," as soon as I thought I was presentable. Erik entered, and sat a cup of coffee on the night-stand, before giving me a hug. "What time are we going to the cemetery?" he asked. Even though I had seen Erik last night, we hadn't talked about going to the cemetery. Of course I was going, we just hadn't talked about it. "After lunch" I told him. Erik fixed breakfast as I took my shower. We ate, then just puttered around the house until lunch time. Erik and I had a sandwich for lunch, then he went to the yard, and cut some flowers for Tod's grave. We drove to the cemetery, and parked only a few dozen feet from Tod. We sat on each side of the grave, as we silently communed with him. I was absently rubbing the headstone, when I noticed Erik was doing the same. Erik cleared his throat before stating, "I have a long speech to make, and I've waited a long time to make it. I was all set to give it to you guys a few days after my 16th birthday. But, that was the day we found out about the cancer. This is the first time we have all been together, when the time was right." "I love you guys," Erik continued, "not with the love for a friend or for family, but with the love a gay man has for another. Tod, I know Don has grieved for you. So have I, but it's been a year now, and I'll be 18 in just a few more months. The lonely nights I have spent in my bed have been filled with wondering what might have been. Not knowing if you could have accepted me as your lover, has been it's own torture. Never having declared my love for you, is something I will always have to live with. But, Tod, life goes on. It's time for Don and I to quit grieving, and get on with life. I have to tell you Tod, I intend to make Don mine, if he will have me." The birds were singing, and I clearly heard Tod's voice as he told me, "Take Erik home, and comfort our young lover." I had to smile, as I opened my arms to Erik, and he rushed to me. The End Comments: idc90@hotmail.com Flames Happily Ignored :) I answer all e-mails. If you write and don't get a reply, I didn't get it.