Date: Mon, 02 Sep 2002 14:29:49 -0400
From: T D <magickmaker7@hotmail.com>
Subject: Caleb's Love

(Author's Note): Hey readers! First let me say that I was thrilled with the
response I got from chapter three. Keep it up you guys!

**As usual all the standard warnings apply. If you're not supposed to read
this, don't get caught. Kiddies, if you must read this, at least clear your
history trail. Don't send me hate mail. blah blah blah!

	Oh readers! You'll never guess what happened. There I was, shopping in
Wal-Mart, like the rest of the world! Don't deny it, chances are you do too!
Anyway, there I am shopping and who do I see? Not a movie star or anything
like that, better! I'll be damned if it wasn't, like, the physical
personification of Caleb himself. He was, really, beautiful. I practically
had a heart attack! AND, for god only knows what reason, he didn't even have
a shirt on! So, no, I didn't even meet him but I had a nice little drool
fest. Just thought I would tell you since, after all, it is related to the
story.

	On another note I'm kind of going through a hard time in my life right now.
So it might take me a little longer than usual to post my next installments.
The story, in general, should remain the same as it was going to so don't
worry because I won't do anything drastic. It's just a matter of needing a
little more time to get it in writing and feel comfortable with it. NO, I
will not go into more detail because, in truth, it's a personal problem. My
readers who really know me already know about it. I just wanted to let
everyone else know that I'm not tempted to stop the story and I'm not
slacking off.

By the way I'm popping in and out of points of view here, again! Sorry if
you don't like that but I just try to do my best to tell the story and that
requires that it is told from several angles. Any parts that are "Narration"
are third person omniscient ( a narrator that knows thoughts and feelings of
characters) so it's not anyone that's "inside" the story (a character). Have
fun!

Here it is:

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Narration:

	Brain heard the phone line go dead. He couldn't believe what he had just
heard. Maybe everything was falling into place. He wondered if this could be
the one the prophecy talked about. Of course it could just be Dylan had
fallen for someone who wasn't meant to be but he had a feeling this time.

	He stood almost in shock wondering what to do. Then it hit him - call his
father you idiot! He picked up the phone and dialed the number. It seemed to
ring forever before he picked up.

	"Hello?" asked Mr. Roth.

	"Yeah Frank it's me, Brian."

	"Oh, Brian, what's up?"

	"You won't believe what just happened." he said, bursting with excitement.

	"What?"

	"I talked to Dylan and.."

	"So?" Frank interrupted. "You talk to Dylan almost every week."

	"So he said he was with the love of his life!"

	Frank went silent for a moment. He was contemplating what he just heard.
This could mean a lot of things. He wasn't too happy. If it was time then
they had to play this right or it wouldn't be pretty. How could they play it
best? Simple, don't let Dylan or his lover know about the prophecy.

	Finally Frank spoke. "Well it could always be a false alarm. Of course that
presents it's own problems but I see nothing to worry about yet. Let's just
wait it out. Keep me informed."

	The phone clicked off before Brian could respond. He couldn't complain
because he had known Frank since he was a kid and he was sure that Frank
knew he would have nothing else to say. It was true, Brian didn't have
anything else to say. The most he could really do was wonder about Dylan and
his new girlfriend.

	Brian always knew Dylan would meet the right girl sometime. It wasn't just
the prophecy either. Even if Dylan didn't have this amazing destiny, that
guaranteed him a woman, he would have got one anyway. After all, why
wouldn't he. Dylan was a great guy and, as far as looks were concerned,
Brian would hate to have to fight him for a girl that's for sure. Brian, of
course, had found Theresa in high school and married her in college. He
would never have to think about finding a woman for himself.

	Of course though it wasn't exactly like Dylan tried to find anyone. This
presented a brand new area of thought; where did Dylan meet her. Dylan
poured major hours into his job. He NEVER, ever went to clubs. Well maybe he
was fixed up, but even that was almost an impossibility. Dylan almost never
let anyone fix him up. He had some crazy theory about being able to look for
lust but not love. He said love would find him when the time was right.
Maybe there was something to his crazy idea after all.

	So Brian finally got into bed with his wife and went to sleep after telling
her about Dylan's invitation for them and everyone else. She was pretty
happy about that. She loved that place. She had always liked the mountains
and she just really liked the Roth home. It didn't take a rocket scientist
to see that there was just something magical about it.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

	Frank couldn't believe  what Brain had just told him. He went to the
library in his home. There he got out a book he hadn't looked in for quite
some time. He opened the book and it had most of the middle of the pages cut
out. In that space there was a little wooden box. He got out the box and
opened it to look at the paper inside, the prophecy. It read:

In the house of my faithful servant Roth
I will send my precious gift.
Upon the second son, of the third daughter, of the fifth son.
The line of Ethan Roth.

He will live with his love.
He will die with his love.
>From this union a child will spring.
She is the goddess.

There is a time for everything.
Let not the son know
lest he be tempted to change his fate.
The goddess must spring from pure love
or a dark goddess will emerge.

Woe to the world
who releases this dark goddess.
She can only bring total destruction.
The world would cry out at her wrath.

But release the goddess of light
The only true hope for the world
And see the masses bow down
To worship her.



	Frank bit down on his lower lip. That is some destiny. It was Dylan's. It
had to be. He fit it perfectly. Ethan Roth was the fifth son. He and his
wife had four daughters and one son. The third daughter was Elizabeth Roth.
Elizabeth was Frank's wife. Normally there would have been a name change.
That was the thing though, she fell in love with him. His last name, which
is pretty amazing, was Roth. No relation at all but still the same last
name. The name stayed Roth. Now there was Dylan, his second son. Frank
actually had two sons and two daughters. The prophecy was for Dylan. Frank's
wife still didn't know. Frank was told by Ethan himself.

	He had worried about that prophecy nearly all of his married life. He
worried even more after Dylan was born. It clearly said that they would die
together, Dylan and his wife. Frank didn't know if he could deal with the
loss of his son like that. Then there was this very important child they
were supposed to have. What when Dylan and his wife died? Inevitably this
task of raising another child would probably fall to him. It wasn't like
they didn't have the finances for it. Frank just didn't know what to think.

	He knew the time had to come though. It would come soon, that was almost
certain. Time was not something that they had a lot of. Dylan would have to
marry a woman that was actually young enough to conceive. For that reason
women older than forty were less than ideal. He was in his late twenties
now. If this wasn't "the one" that presented problems of it's own. They
couldn't just sit by and watch Dylan waste his time and grow close to
someone who wasn't meant to be. They had to determine if this woman was it.
If she was then at least she had been found. If she wasn't then they had to
find some way to get her out of the picture so that Dylan could focus on
finding the right woman. Either way this wasn't going to be easy.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

	Dylan woke up with Caleb resting safely in his arms. His husband. He
breathed in his scent and took time to look at everything that was his
beautiful man. He rolled Caleb onto his back, which was pretty easy, and
straddled him groin to groin. He loved the feeling of Caleb's body against
him. He rubbed his hardening member against Caleb's while he reached down
and rubbed and pinched Caleb's nipples. He could feel Caleb hardening
against him and wondered just how far he could go without waking his man. He
wouldn't do anything drastic because he didn't want Caleb to feel forced to
do anything they hadn't already done.

	 He kissed Caleb's lips and neck lovingly. He was intrigued that Caleb
hadn't woken up yet. So he thought. Caleb was really just waiting for the
right moment to surprise his wonderful lover who woke him up like he was all
that mattered. Dylan had worked his way up and Caleb made his move when
Dylan's lips touched his. He quickly took his hand behind Dylan's neck to
hold his head in place while his tongue invaded Dylan's mouth. Dylan just
groaned in a mixture of pleasure and surprise into his mouth.

	Dylan was caught off guard but he remembered he was a man on a mission. The
mission? Wake up Caleb.

	"We have to get up Baby."

	"No Dylan, please don't stop."

	"I'm sorry Caleb but we have to get up. We have to get going."

	Caleb got up and headed for the shower. Dylan followed and he reached the
shower door just as Caleb was getting in. Caleb turned around, looked at
Dylan, and closed the shower door. Dylan cringed. He was in the wrong. He
knew he had to apologize.

	"Caleb?" there was no answer.

	"Caleb can I come in with you?" he felt he should ask since he was on shaky
ground.

	"I guess. It's your house, your shower." Caleb said void of emotion.

	Dylan got in and got behind Caleb. "No Babe" Dylan corrected. "It's our
house, OUR shower. We're in this together." Dylan said, wrapping his arms
around Caleb.

	"Dylan what did I do wrong?"

	"What do you mean, you didn't do anything wrong." Dylan said, a little
confused.

	"But, you stopped. Why don't you want to make love to me?"

	Once again Dylan realized he had been an idiot. He really tried but he just
didn't have much experience with this relationship stuff. There was no doubt
in his mind that he wanted a relationship with Caleb but that meant he was
learning every day how to be a good lover and husband. He would try his
hardest for the man he loved. He turned Caleb around so he was facing him.

	"Caleb I want to make love to you so bad. You haven't done anything wrong
Babe. It's just that it's already around ten o'clock and I wanted us to get
going. I'm sorry but we just didn't have time before. I promise..." he was
saying before Caleb interrupted him.

	"Ten o'clock! Jesus Dylan why aren't you at work? Dylan you can't.." Dylan
cut him off with a forceful kiss on the lips. Caleb only resisted for a
moment before melting into his arms. His tongue probed Caleb's lips and they
opened, allowing Dylan to invade his mouth. His hands grabbed Caleb's hips
and brought him forward, rubbing their erections together. Caleb moaned and
Dylan broke off the kiss.

	"Caleb I love you with all my heart. I know you love me. Do you trust me?"

	"Honey I love you and I trust you with my life."

	"Good. If you want we're going on a little trip. I wanted us to have a sort
of honeymoon. If it's okay with you then that starts today. Okay?"

	"God I love you." said Caleb,  giving Dylan a kiss on the lips.

	They went to work soaping each other up. They rinsed down and got out of
the shower. They dried each other off and got out clothes to get dressed.
"How are we honeymooning when I'm still borrowing your clothes?" Caleb
asked. He was just joking around but Dylan got a very serious expression on
his face.

	"I'm sorry about that. Listen, I didn't forget okay? Over by where we're
going they have some really awesome clothing stores. That's part of the
reason we're going there. You're going to need several types of good clothes
though. Some clothes like that you either can't get here or they're much
more expensive. Trust me though, before we come back you'll have a whole new
wardrobe." Dylan said, smiling.

	"Oh. Hon I wasn't serious. We don't have to do that ya know." Caleb
relented.

	"Caleb although I would like nothing more than for you to stay naked all
day long, indoors and out, it's just not practical Babe."

	Caleb felt the usual stirring in his pants that he always did when Dylan
called him Babe or Baby. He thought to himself that this had to last forever
or he didn't know what he would do with himself. "Okay, if you say so. I
know better than to argue with my husband! Spoiled man always gets his way
anyway!" he said in his best girly voice.

	"Oh I'm gonna get you for that." Dylan said as he jumped on Caleb,
flattening him on the bed with his ass pressed down on Caleb's groin. "Babe"
he added.

	Caleb went instantly red. For whatever strange reason it made him a little
embarrassed to think that Dylan could feel him getting hard. He convinced
himself that Dylan couldn't feel it.

	"What do we have here?" Dylan asked with a bewildered expression on his
face. "Babe"
Dylan felt Caleb get a little harder under him. When he called him Babe? No
way! He lowered him self a little more so his face was about a foot from
Caleb's. "Babe" he tested. There it was again. He lowered himself completely
so that his mouth was almost right up against Caleb's ear. He was sure he
was smiling like the cat who caught the canary. Hell that's pretty much how
he felt. "Babe" he whispered in his most lusty voice.

	Of course by then Caleb was sure Dylan had found out. Of course he didn't
seem worried or angry about it so Caleb was sure he was in the clear. "Mmm.
Dylan please stop or I'm going to shoot in my pants." he begged.

	Dylan erupted into a roar of laughter. He had no idea he could effect Caleb
like that. He didn't want to make another mistake though. He was learning.
So he leaned down and kissed him on the lips. "I love you." he told him.
Caleb just smiled up sheepishly.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

	They sat in Dylan's SUV more or less in silence. They had talked but now it
had just reached a companionable silence. They felt close to each other and
they didn't feel the need to talk. They had gotten breakfast and lunch on
the road. It was just about five o'clock when they were leaving another
town. This one had seemed pretty big and Caleb couldn't help but wonder if
that was "the town" and they were close. He was getting discouraged again as
he saw the town give way to mountains and forest. Then Dylan turned off onto
a dirt road.

	   Caleb got very excited as they drove along. He thought they must have
driven at least five miles now. He didn't even know dirt roads could go that
far! He was brimming with anticipation when he saw it. He made a small gasp.
Then Dylan turned toward it and stopped the SUV no more then twenty feet
from the door. He turned to Dylan who was smiling and happy.

	"No." Caleb said almost in a questioning whisper.

	"Yes Baby." Dylan said as he leaned over and kissed him on the lips.

	Caleb was stunned. In front of him was this, well,  really big house! Well,
somewhere between a house and a mansion. He couldn't imagine how Dylan knew
about this place and how they were staying here. "How?" he asked.

	"Well Babe this is my family's summer vacation home. So, no, it's not
really mine. It's my parents'. For this week though it's all ours Babe.
Then, next week, I invited over my coven and you'll get to meet them all. I
haven't really said much about you though." he said, looking down at the end
to avoid Caleb's gaze.

	"That's okay hon. We'll work that all out. It's fine. I love this. I love
you." Caleb assured him. "So, can we go inside now?"

	"Absolutely. Why don't you take our bags in and bring them to our room.
Upstairs and second door to the right. I'm gonna make sure that there's food
and we don't have to expect anyone. Then I'll be up after you. Stay up
there." he said with a devilish grin.

	Caleb took the two bags they had out of the back seat. Upon entering the
house he realized it was very nicely furnished. He wasn't sure what he had
expected but this wasn't it. While trying to take in everything he went
upstairs and followed Dylan's directions to a closed door. He opened it.

	The room was amazing. It had a dresser, entertainment center, closet, nice
king size bed on a kind of up-raised section of floor raised about four
inches compared to the rest of the room. After he put the bags on the floor,
went to the bathroom, and came back out. He plopped down on the bed. As he
laid there for a second he started thinking. He wanted to give himself to
Dylan completely. He had decided on it. They had talked about it but they
had the usual fears about one hurting the other. He knew Dylan would never
hurt him though. Caleb wanted this. He closed his eyes.

	He started thinking about what he and Dylan had been through. He didn't
think it was even possible to be this in love with someone again. He thought
back to what he felt for Travis. He decided the two couldn't be compared.
The way he loved Travis was different then how he loved Dylan now. It wasn't
different in a bad way. Just different. He even thought what he felt for
Dylan ran even deeper than what he felt for Travis. Travis was gone though
and he didn't feel guilty about it.

	With his eyes closed he didn't see or hear Dylan come in. He did feel
Dylan's hands slowly and gently run up under his shirt, caressing his chest,
and gently pinching his nipples. Caleb's nipples were really sensitive and
he loved it when Dylan played with them. Caleb could feel Dylan lean over
him and press his body up against his.

	"Let me make love to you." Dylan half asked, half demanded.

	"Mmm. Please Dylan. Always." Caleb replied. Then he remembered his thought.
"Dylan?"

	"Yeah Babe?"

	"Dylan I want to really be one with you. I want to feel you inside of me.
I... please make love to me." He just couldn't think of anything else to
say.

	Dylan was shocked for a second but recovered before Caleb even noticed.
"Baby I want you to know that no matter what we do I make love to you. We
don't have to do that for it to be considered "making love" to each other.
Are you sure?"

	Caleb tilted his head up and licked Dylan's earlobe. "Dylan I want to. I'm
sure. Please?"

	Dylan was happier than he had been for a long time. As time went on with
Caleb, Dylan noticed that Caleb only made him more and more happy. He
realized he'd be a fool to even think about giving this up. A brief thought
ran through his head that he'd kill himself first. He chased away the
thought. It's not like it would ever come to that anyway.

	"I love you Babe. If that's what you want then you don't even have to ask.
I'll make love to you like no one ever will."

	"Dylan." Caleb said in all seriousness. "No one else will ever get the
chance. I want you and only you. I'll never want anyone else so don't even
think it."

	Dylan kissed Caleb on the forehead. "I would never think that. I didn't
mean it like that Babe. You're right though, I shouldn't have said it. I
just love you so much Caleb."

	Dylan showered Caleb's neck with kisses. He slowly undressed Caleb's
beautiful body, kissing the soft flesh as it was exposed. Dylan straddled
his waist and leaned forward and kissed him. At the same time his hands
found his love's nipples. He squeezed, rubbed, and tickled them while he
licked Caleb's neck and ears. Finally he took them into his mouth, sucking
on them individually. This earned him a whimper from Caleb. Caleb bent his
legs at the knees as if willing Dylan to move on. Dylan knew he didn't want
to go too fast though. He licked, nibbled, and kissed his way down Caleb's
abs. Finally he let his hand rub Caleb's abs as he focused on his love's
beautiful dick. It looked about six and a half inches and about average
thickness. He was circumcised and, Dylan was glad to notice, he had already
started leaking a fair amount of pre-cum. Needless to say he was very hard.
Dylan kissed the head and then took it into his mouth. He swirled his tongue
around it and felt Caleb's body shiver. A sound issued from Caleb's mouth
between a groan and whimper. A sort of higher pitched "guhhhh..". Dylan
smiled at the feelings he was producing in him. He licked his way down.
After paying some attention to his balls  he licked and nibbled to his tight
ass pucker. He used his thumb to message Caleb's perineum while he nibbled,
licked and teased his ass loosening him up. He plunged his tongue in and
Caleb couldn't stand it. His back arched and rose off the bed.

	"Oh!...Dylan!" he quietly whimpered out. He shot four spurts of cum which
landed on his chest. Now Dylan knew it was really time to get down to
business. He reached for the lube on the bed. While the last shivers of
Caleb's orgasm plagued him Dylan rubbed a dollop of lube in his crack and on
his hole. Dylan climbed up to him and kissed him tenderly on the lips and
face.

	"Ok baby. This is where it starts. If you ever want to stop just say so."
Dylan whispered to him. "You know I'd never hurt you. See, feel, and
experience how much I love you." and Dylan kissed him a final time on the
lips.

	Dylan moved back down to his ass. He smoothed lube over his finger. Rubbing
Caleb's tight pucker first he then pushed the first finger into him. Caleb
moaned in approval. Dylan moved it in and out of him occasionally rubbing on
his prostate.  "Dylan!" Caleb rasped out. "More Dylan!" he pleaded. So Dylan
added another finger and continued loosening him up. He was going wild now
and a chorus of moans were escaping his mouth. Dylan added a third finger
shortly. He may have gotten along with just two but he didn't want Caleb to
hurt at all. So he took the extra time stretching him. Finally Caleb was
loose. It was time. Dylan withdrew the fingers. He began lubing up his cock.
Caleb had started to complain when Dylan pulled out. All that came out
though at first was a moan that sounded slightly annoyed. "Dylan?... Dylan?
Please!" he finally managed.

	Dylan moved the head of his cock to Caleb's opening. He bent over, kissing
him. "This is it love." Dylan told him. Caleb obviously hadn't realized that
because his face lit up and he just nodded. Dylan pushed in slowly and
gently. He felt Caleb's tight sphincter snap around his cock head. Caleb
made a sharp intake of breath. For a second Dylan thought he might have hurt
him. One look in Caleb's eyes told Dylan he had nothing to worry about.
"Mmm. God yes, Dylan." was Caleb's desperate attempt at an assurance as he
threw his head back against the pillow. Dylan slowly pushed into him more.
The feeling of Caleb's tight ass clenching around him was amazing. He pushed
in an inch at a time. Each time he paused to make sure Caleb was okay. Dylan
knew he was taking Caleb's cherry and he wanted this to be special. Dylan
would feel terrible if he hurt him. Before Dylan realized it he was flush
against Caleb. All his seven inches were buried in his love. Dylan leaned
down to whisper in his ear.

	"That's it Baby." Dylan stroked his hand through his hair. "You have all of
me. We're one." he kissed him just on the lips. His eyes were closed and he
looked content and happy. He opened them to speak to me.

	"Dylan, I feel so full. It's so nice. So right. I love you."

	"I love you too." Dylan whispered back. Caleb's eyes shown wild with lust.
Dylan started moving in and out of him slowly. His breathing quickly got
heavy. Dylan pumped in and out of him, looking into the eyes of the man he
loved. He adjusted his thrusts so they were grazing Caleb's prostate. When
Dylan did that Caleb started whimpering. He was mumbling incoherently as he
threw his head around on the pillow. All the time Dylan was thrusting into
him faster and faster. Dylan could tell both of their orgasms were
approaching. Suddenly, and simultaneously, Caleb pushed down on Dylan's dick
while he gave it one final strong thrust. This resulted in the deepest
penetration so far and they both erupted into earth-shaking orgasms. Caleb's
seed shot up onto him and Dylan while Dylan's shot up into Caleb's
no-longer-virgin ass. As they shot it was like they were suspended in
movement. When they stopped both of them seemed to collapse.

	After taking a couple seconds to regain some strength Dylan lifted up
slightly. Caleb was smaller than him and he didn't want Caleb to have to
bear his full weight. After resting like that for a minute or two Dylan ran
his fingers through Caleb's hair and kissed him on the forehead. With that
Dylan rolled off to the side, still on his stomach, keeping his left leg
between Caleb's legs. Dylan reached over with his left hand and rubbed
Caleb's chest gently.

"I love you baby" Dylan whispered to Caleb. "I love you. You're mine now and
I'm yours. I'll love you forever..."

	Dylan let his arm settle across Caleb and relaxed to sleep. Dylan had taken
him in their love making to total oblivion and Caleb was somewhere between
sleeping and passed out. Just before Dylan drifted off he felt him stir and
then turn into Dylan so Dylan was spooning him. Dylan used what little
strength he had left to adjust himself so they were close as possible and
allowed his eyes to give way to sleep. Dylan was definitely new at this. He
was dead tired. At that moment he felt like he was ready to face anything
that came along... once they woke up. Dylan was ready to face the world.

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Author's Note: Okay readers. Well that was, I suspect, the moment several of
you have been waiting for. The first time. I hope you liked it. As I may
have said before this is my first story so I'm kind of new at this. So if
you have any criticism... be gentle please. Of course there is much more to
come in this story so I hope you keep reading. If you keep reading I'll keep
writing.

I'm thinking of starting a newsletter for the story. Updates, character
profiles, story previews, etc. So if you like the story, and you're
interested, you can e-mail me at
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and tell me you're interested. I suppose I'll probably start it once at
least 5 people show interest. It will, of course, come to the email address
you send to me from unless you specify otherwise. If that email address
doesn't work when I send to it, sorry but there's nothing I can do about it!
If you're not interested then just don't send me anything about it. -Bye for
now.

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