The Professor and Sean

The Professor and Sean, Part 41 by Scotty

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We all find treasure in the strangest places; it is the wonder of being alive.

Scotty

Thanks to the individuals who have emailed me discuss the the story. It is encouraging to hear from you. I try to answer all of you, but if you have to wait a day or two, it is because I just can't keep up with the emails.

Thanks again to all my faithful readers; there's more story to come in "The Professor and Sean".

The marked improvement in the punctuation and spelling, is the result of the intelligent and careful editing I have received from Wayne This competent guy is my beta reader and editor. I thank him here publicly. As Sean would say, "You're awesome!"

The Professor and Sean, Part 41

(To help you jog your memory, here is the last paragraph of Part 40, relating to Ry, Sean, Dan, and Craig. Dan is narrating.

I thought to myself, 'I have learned a lot about real love since I met these two guys.' There was no way I could fluff it off; it was real and soul stirring. I prayed silently that Craig and I could know this kind of love.

So, we stood in the silence of the living room, embracing with sincere love, beseeching God, each in his own way, that neither time nor place would change this. We were more blessed than I could truly understand; I did know this, we were experiencing what had to be one of the miracles of living.)

Now the story continues.

(Ryan narrates)

We broke up as Craig and Dan went to the bedroom to finish packing and get ready to return to Vermont. Sean and I went into the kitchen to get out some sandwich fixings so that we all could have a sandwich before Dan and Craig left. Sean kept hugging me and he frequently kissed me . I loved the attention, but I wasn't able to return the show of affection because I was trying to get things ready for an early supper. Finally, Sean walked away from me and went over and sat on a stool at the counter. I was really busy, so I hadn't looked at him for a couple of minutes. When I did glance at him, my heart dropped to my shoes. He sat there, staring ahead, with tears flowing down his face. I ran to him, taking him into my arms.

"Sean, what's the matter. I've done something and I don't know what it is. You have to tell me, Sean. Please. I want to help you, Baby, I love you," I begged him.

"You, you don't want me to hug and kiss you anymore. I have done something that makes you desire me less than you did before. I can tell you don't feel the same as you used to. I guess it might be because I wouldn't let you pay for the legal work that Craig is doing for you. Or is it because I wouldn't continue with our lovemaking earlier. I can't think of anything else, but I know something is wrong, and Ry, I can't stand it. My guts are all tight and I feel like I might hurl. I, I..." and then he was sobbing out of control.

I let Sean out of my arms and sat on a stool near him. My mind was swirling and my head ached as I tried to comprehend all that he had just said to me. Why did he feel this way? He got up from the stool and started to leave. Now I was angry. "Where the hell do you think you're going?"

"I don't know, maybe the study. I just know you don't want me around. I don't think I want anything to eat. So please excuse me."

"I fucking will not excuse you. No way are you leaving me here wondering what the hell is going on. Jesus, Sean this is driving me to distraction. I am not angry about the legal bills. I am not angry because you wanted me to wait until later for our lovemaking. I am not angry with you for anything. I love you as much now as I have ever loved you. My guts are in turmoil because I want you to be yourself. Sean, please love me again."

"But Ryan, you pushed me away when I tried to kiss you. You wouldn't let me hug you, and you didn't say why. What the hell do you think I would assume? I thought you didn't want me near you. When we embraced in the living room, I felt safe and warm in your arms. My heart melted, and I just wanted to show you how much I wanted you. You pushed me away. God, Ryan, didn't you think that would hurt me? Is this our first major misunderstanding, or is this a fight? Whatever it is, I am very unhappy," he told me amid sniffles.

"Are you through, Sean?" I asked.

"Yes, now may I leave?"

"No, you can't leave. I listened to you, now you have to listen to me. First of all, this isn't a fight or even a serious misunderstanding. It's fear on your part that our relationship is changing. That's not true. Baby. I didn't realize that I had pushed you away. I couldn't do that, Baby, because I love to have you near me, to touch me, to kiss me. I was just moving quickly so that I could get things ready. Sean, let's to forget sandwiches, and whatever else. I need to show you that I haven't changed, that I love you with my entire being. Sean, if anything happened and you left me, I would kill myself. I mean that. I love you that much. Please come here and let me take you in my arms and assure you of my total love for you."

Sean stood looking at me, tears still running down his face. He started walking toward me and he smiled. I rushed to him and took him into my arms and I kissed him with all the passion and love that I could muster. I picked him up and carried him to the sofa. I didn't let go of him, nor did we break our kiss. My body soon covered my lover and when we felt each others hardness, an electric shock went through our bodies and I kissed Sean's face and spoke to him softly but firmly, "Lover, don't ever accuse me of not loving you. You can say anything else about me, but Baby, don't ever doubt my love for you. Please, Sean, I don't think I could take the emotional upheaval again."

"Please forgive me, Hon. I don't know what got into me. I just freaked out when you didn't seem interested in my hugs and kisses. I was a total crap head. I so depend on your love; it keeps me happy and inspired to do well with everything in my life. And you were the first person, other than my parents, who ever showed any love for me. It scares me, Hon, when I think of losing that.

It really scares me. I'm so sorry," he whispered to me as I licked his ears, his throat.

"I want to make love to you right now, this moment. I need you to feel how much I love you, how much I want you. If our relationship has changed, Baby, it's only that I desire you more each day. I love you more each moment I spend with you. And, Sean, after last night, I know that I need only you, that I want only you. My aim in life, is to love you more, to try to be a better person, a person you can love with intensity and passion. I know I fail at that. Too often I am just an ordinary guy struggling with a job, trying to keep a home together with you, loving you as best I can. Do you want me now, Baby, or should we wait to be alone?" I asked.

As an answer, Sean rolled me onto the floor and put his body on top of me, kissing me passionately which increased my desire to fuck him. I was almost out of my mind with passion, with just plain horniness. I tried to pull Sean's shirt off, but he resisted. He broke the kiss and gasped,

"Ryan, you are no ordinary man. You are gentle and sexy and caring and sexy and beautiful and sexy and intelligent and sexy, and educated and sexy, and I love you so much that sometimes I forget that we are just human, and that we have good days and bad days and that I can expect too much, that I tend to be a little emotional. I am frightened of losing you. Hon, I want you to fuck me right this minute, but I will wait until we are alone. I want this to be a reaffirmation of our vows, of our love for each other. Please, let's wait."

"Oh, Baby, if you knew how much I want to fuck you right now, your mind wouldn't be able to grasp it. But I will wait because I know how important this is to you."

"Ahm, we are just leaving, guys. It looks like we are interrupting something important," said Dan.

"Ah, yes, guys. We got to get going," added Craig.

"You guys can't go anywhere until we have a sandwich. Everything is almost ready. Give Ry and me a minute to get things together. And yes, you did interrupt us, but that's good because we want to finish 'our discussion' later," said Sean with a giggle, as he stood up, reached for my hand and helped me to stand. It was obvious that our bulging crotches were holding hardons at bay.

"I won't let you guys leave without something to eat," I said.

There was pleasant and genuine laughter. I got red faced as did Sean.

"Come on; you guys know what I mean. Cripes, everyone is so highly charged sexually that I can't even invite you to the table for some pleasant conversation and some much-needed nutrition. Fuck,

I sound like a professor with that line," I laughed.

Everyone came into the kitchen and began taking the food to the dining room table. There was every possible fixing for sandwiches, plus a choice of beverages, chips, pickles, salad, and sweets. Each time we moved from kitchen to dining room, I made sure that I hugged and kissed my lover. Dan and Craig, I am sure, wondered what had happened because it was obvious that Sean's eyes were swollen and red.

Lunch conversation related to our weekend, the legal matters, their drive home, the vacations we were planning, and their plans to acquire a Civil Union in Vermont. I held Sean's hand, and told them, that although it was a Civil Union in the view of the State of Vermont, we believed we were married.

Time flew and it was time for Dan and Craig to leave. As they were helping us to clean up, even though we had argued that they didn't need to help, Dan asked me if he could speak to me privately. Sean looked at me with a somewhat bewildered look on his face, but then smiled. Craig took up the slack by asking Sean to tell him more about the concert. Sean quickly began to chatter about the concert while Dan and I went into the study..

"Ryan, is everything okay with you two? Does Sean's crying have anything to do with us? We heard him sobbing and it ripped out our guts because we assumed it was related to us. We have to know, Ryan. It's important to us that we leave here knowing that we are still your friends first and then your attorneys," Dan said.

"No, really it has nothing to do with last night or anything to do with you two. Frankly it was me. I forget sometimes that Sean is still a young man who is not always secure about his life. I got busy, and he was horny and so was I. He kept kissing me and hugging me while I was trying to get things put together for sandwiches. Without knowing or meaning to, I apparently pushed him away. It almost destroyed him. He took it as a non-verbal statement, that I didn't love him the same way I always have. He wanted to leave the room after I finally got him to tell me what was the problem. I got angry and told him he couldn't leave until I had my say. Essentially, I told him if there was anything about my not loving him the same; it was simply that I loved him more each hour of each day. I tried to explain to him that I am just an ordinary guy..."

"That's just bullshit, Ryan. You are not an ordinary guy; you are educated, intelligent, handsome, and the most loving person I think I have ever known. Sean didn't buy that shit did he?" asked Dan.

Grinning widely, I told Dan, "No, he listed about the same things as you did, only he added the word sexy to each one of them."

Dan laughed and said, "Well, that's sure as hell, true. You are sexy. An authenic stud. If only I had met you earlier when you were single. I know I would have thrown myself at you and asked you to fuck me daily or hourly or something stupid. So, when Sean adds sexy to all your other traits, he's right. Well, one more thing: Sean talked pretty openly yesterday, and I discovered that something that I had thought, false became clear to me that it was actually a truth. That young man in there loves you to a depth I cannot even understand. You make him complete; he has wrapped his soul around yours, trusting you, needing you, and loving you completely. You're one lucky man," he told me.

Tears were running freely down my face. I was filled with joy, but I was also fighting a guilt that was nearly all consuming. I had to prove to Sean that I loved him above all others. I wanted him to know that our souls were as intertwined as our bodies so often were. We had both received ample amounts of each other's seed both orally and anally; we were as one!

"I'm sorry, I just lost it," I told him as I wiped my eyes. "Hearing you tell me about the depth of his love for me makes me so humble. I realize that I let him down a little just now; he seems okay about it, but I wonder if deep down somewhere in his being he may have the tiniest doubt about our relationship or, at the least, about me. I deserve it if that's the situation," I said, my voice cracking a little.

Dan hugged me, and assured me,

"No way, Ryan, no way. Sean loves you so completely that I know if it meant that he had to die so that you could live, that's exactly what he would do. That guy is totally yours in every way. Believe me when I tell you that. I talked to him alone for hours this morning. He told me things about you that I would imagine he never told anyone else. Believe me, I know what I am talking about. Sean loves you completely, totally. Just continue to love him, Ry. That's all he wants and all he needs."

"Thanks, Dan. I have so much to make up to him for my stupidity today. I promise you that I will make things right," I said as I gave Dan a hug. We went back to the kitchen where we were suprised to find Craig and Sean washing dishes and laughing happily together.

"Craig, honey, we have to get going. Hugs everyone," Dan said.

Craig gave Sean a long, affectionate hug and whispered into his ear. Sean smiled that smile. Craig hugged me, too, and whispered into my ear. I looked at Sean and smiled. Dan hugged Sean and whispered into his ear, too. Another smile, bigger than the first smile. I looked at Sean, smiled and walked to him, taking him into my arms. Not only did I hug him, but I kissed him gently at first and then my desire to show him how deep my love was prompted me to kiss him passionately pushing my tongue into his mouth and luxuriating in Frenching him.

"Wow!"he said as we broke out embrace. "I don't know what Dan said to you, but I hope you don't lose your horniness," he giggled. Then I got another Kelly kiss.

"Don't bother seeing us to our car, you seem more intent on other matters. We'll be in touch," Dan said.

"Don't be silly. What we both want will have to wait just a few minutes. We want to see you guys off. Come on, Baby, let's walk them to the car," I said to Sean as I grabbed his hand and led him out of the townhouse. We followed the guys to their car; shook hands like we were professionals saying goodbye. Dan and Craig got in their car. Craig was driving and started the engine. The windows were rolled down, and both our friends and attorneys waved goodbye to us. Everyone was smiling. They drove off into the darkening evening. I had my arms around my lover as we walked back to our home. I locked the door once we were inside.

I turned off lights quickly, took him by the hand and led him to our bedroom. We pulled back the linens and stood looking at each other. Neither of us spoke. I moved to him and kissed him gently on the nose. I smiled at him. He kissed my nose and smiled back at me. Still silence. I kissed him as gently as a moth's wing; he returned it. I pushed a button and the lighting dimmed.

I kissed his ear and whispered to him, "Sean, Baby, I love you so much. If I hurt you earlier, I am sorry. You are what really matters to me. Without you, my life would become useless. You are the light in the darkness, you are the laughter when I am sad, you are my support when I am weak. As God is my witness, I love you to my soul's depth. I don't think I could survive another time of hurting you as I did tonight. Do you really forgive me completely?"

There was silence in the bedroom, but I could feel Sean's body shaking and I knew he was crying. I didn't know what to do, so I waited, but I was cut deeply by the silence. I was afraid that Sean didn't know how to tell me that his love for me had changed, at least for the moment. If he said that, I didn't know how I would be able to deal with it. Sean seemed to be getting his emotions under control. Finally he looked directly at me; his eyes were red and tear stained. I didn't dare smile, and my heart was beating so rapidly that I worried that I might collapse.

"Ryan Taylor, my lover, my partner, my husband, how could I not love you as I always have. I am so sorry that I acted like a stupid teenager full of angst. Hon, I already lived through that. I'm a man now; I have to act the part. When I thought you were less in love with me earlier, I was behaving as a child would. Now listen to me carefully, this is your man speaking. Ry, you excite every fiber of my being with your love. You are all that I could imagine to ever be lucky enough to have as my partner in life. I will never wonder about your love again; you are what makes my life happy and meaningful. I love you! It's as simple as that: I love you," he said with firmness.

I took him into my arms and kissed him gently. I removed his shirt, pulled his jeans and Joe Boxers to his ankles, helped him kick off his sneakers, and finally pulled his socks, jeans and boxers off. Sean sat on the edge of the bed naked and aroused. I didn't give him a chance to help me, as I was almost instantly naked and aroused. I pulled him to his feet and picked him up into my arms. I lowered him onto the bed where he lay on his back. I just looked at him, smiling. I told him,

"You are so beautiful, so sexy, so desirable. I want you, Sean."

"Ry, you are handsome and sexy, too. And you know I want you."

I got onto the bed and knelt at his feet. I picked up his left foot and kissed it. I kissed my way up his inner leg to his scrotum where I licked and sucked on his left testicle. His moaning was increasing in volume. I continued licking up his shaft to his trail, then up to his navel where I licked and used my tongue to fuck it. Next, I licked to his left nipple, sucked on it, and then carefully bit it. Sean writhed with pleasure. Next I licked his left pit, and his scent pushed me deeper into sexual desire.

He pulled me to him and kissed me with loads of tongue. He was massaging my body, pulling me tightly to him. He broke our embrace and gasped,

"Ry, oh God, I love everything about you. It's not just your sexual attractiveness. It's more than that; it's your intellect, your sense of humor, your caring for everyone, you willingness to sacrifice for others. I love those things and many other aspects of you as a person. And I know each day we are together that I couldn't go on without you. You are truly my better half. Just always love me, Ry. Please, don't ever stop loving me, because if you did, I would die.

"I could never stop loving you, Baby. You are the essence of my life, my anchor in the storm of life. Without you I would float away into the nether regions. Alone and in agony, I would suffer each day away from your light. That would be hell for me, my wonderful, beloved partner."

"Let's continue to make love, quickly now, please. I am in great need, my desire has peaked," he told me softly but with an urgency in his voice.

"Sean, my wonderful lover, please take me. I want you in me, filling my guts with your essence. Please, let me be the bottom. I will top for you when you want it, but at this moment I need you to fuck me. I'm begging you, Lover."

Sean rolled me onto my back and covered me with his youthful handsome body. He kissed me passionately, causing me to lose my breath and gasp for breath. He pulled away and chuckled at me,

"Am I getting to be too much for you, Ry? Is age catching up with you?" he said with a playful laugh.

I responded by grabbing him and rolling him onto his back, kissing him deeply with lots of tongue.

I pushed his legs back, and had my face in his beautiful ass before he knew what was happening. I licked his crack as I stroked his cock. I made my way to his pink anus which I French kissed, pushing my tongue as far as I could into his hot tunnel. He began to gasp, but I wouldn't stop. I put my hand near his mouth and he immediately began to suck on my fingers, making them slippery with his saliva. I pulled them out of his mouth and gently pushed one finger into his hole. He sighed. I took that as a go ahead, so I pushed two fingers into his hot hole. He pushed back against my fingers, so I inserted three together; he just groaned.

"Ry, stop, please. You wanted me to fuck you. I can't stand anymore unless you fuck me. But, Hon, you wanted me to make love to you."

"Just shut up, my beautiful sexy husband. I am showing you how old I am and how good I am and how I can keep up with you," I laughingly told him as I rubbed my cockhead against his twitching sphincter.

"Oh, Ry. I love you so much."

"This is for you, my lover," I told him as I pushed my rock hard cock deep into his dark, slippery channel.

"Oohhh! Yes, lover, yes. Fuck me hard. Make me cum, Ry. I want to feel your manjuice spray into my guts. I need its warmth."

I began to increase my speed, trying to long dick my pliant lover with each stroke. I would pull almost out and then plunge deep into him, increasing my speed and rhythm as he urged me on. He had not touched his cock since I began fucking him, and now, my cock fully in him, my fucking motion at its peak, I leaned in and kissed his open mouth with mine, fucking his mouth with my tongue and his hot ass with my engorged cock. We were both groaning now, and as I fucked Sean, the sound of our flesh meeting increased in volume. I was perspiring a great deal as was he, and our chests were striking together making a sound that said 'SEX' in capital letters. My balls were beginning to pull up, and I felt my climax moving from my tingling balls to my throbbing cock.

"I'm coming, Baby, I'm giving you my essence. I love you, Sean. I love you so much. Oh, God, yes..."

I felt Sean's ass tighten on my cock as he sprayed spurt after spurt of his hot cum on both our chests. That was it, I started to fill his rectum with my hot cum, and together we flew to some faraway, romantic and sexually exciting place as every cell of our bodies awoke and felt the intense coming together of our two souls. It was a monumental moment in our love life, an expression of a love so deeply held by both of us, that words at that moment would have been superfluous. Slowly we returned to the here and now, our cocks gradually softening, our heartbeat and breathing returning to normal. I lay atop my love, my cock still deep inside him, and sighed.

I could not speak, nor could he. We lay there, and slowly fell asleep, two separate men who now seemed to have become one, at least for this moment in time.

------------------------------------- (Sean narrates)

I awoke sometime later. I didn't know the time, but it was late, or early, depending on which way you look at it. My darling was asleep, still lying on me, his cock still in me. I began to work my ass muscles and as I did, I felt his cock growing in me. His cock wasn't in as deeply as I would have liked, but he was still in me and that made it wonderful. As I lay there enjoying the feeling of his cock in me, I thought about what had happened when he made love to me earlier. I wasn't aware that two men, two gay lovers, could ever become one as we had.

But our coupling was incomplete. I knew I had to make love to my man, my Ry. I wanted him to know the ecstasy that I had known when he had made love to me. He moved a little, then opened one eye and looked at me. I just smiled. He opened the other eye, smiled, and then kissed me gently. He began to push himself up on his hands, but for a moment we were stuck together. We both laughed. Holding himself up away from me, his cock now out of my ass, he leaned in and sucked on my right nipple. Another smile, no conversation yet, then he sucked on my left nipple. He smiled again and asked,

"How'd I do as an old man? Did I manage to keep up with my young virile stud? Do I know how to make love to my own husband? Did I pass your test, Baby?"

I know my face reddened. I knew I deserved this little admonishment even though I had been kidding. I had learned that Ry was not amused by comments on his age or his abilities as a lover and partner. I pulled him back down on to me, kissing him wildly and pawing at his back. He was returning my kiss and we were both getting hard again. In the dim light of the room, I saw my lover, almost as if for the first time, and his beauty took my breath away. Gently I rolled him onto his back. Now looking down at his handsome face, I told him,

"Do you have any idea what you did to me when you made love to me? In addition to an unbelievable orgasm, you made me cum without you or I touching my cock. It was an amazing feeling. I shot so much cum we stuck together. And, Ry, your cum is still dripping out of me. It was wonderful. Now, Hon, it's your turn." Ry, smiled, and kissed my nose.

"I'm ready and waiting," he told me. And so our lovemaking began again; this time I was on top, anxious to show Ry how much he meant to me.

When I had finally filled him with my seed, and we lay there in each other's arms, patiently allowing ourselves to return to reality and as we were softly stroking each other's bodies in quiet love, Ry then spoke,

"You, my sexy lover, have convinced me that you love me totally and without reservation. Thank you, dearest one, for forgiving me my stupidity. Just never forget, no matter what may happen, that I love you with an intensity I can't even explain. Just remember that you are the center of my being and my universe; and without you I am nothing. Do you understand?" he asked.

I looked at him and smiled, my lips not closed. I think I had tears in my eyes, and I know that he did. I just kissed him with a magnificent Kelly kiss.

He pulled me to him, tightly embracing me. He kissed my ear and whispered to me,

"I love you, Sean. I love you!" With that, both of us no longer were concerned about our love.

And we slept the sleep of a child with no worries, no doubts, but just love, peace and joy.

-------------------------------------- (Ryan narrates)

I realized that morning would arrive soon after our last session of lovemaking. Sean had been magnificent making every cell in my body respond to his ministrations. He had demonstrated with intensity and love how he felt about me. I knew that I was forgiven; that I was loved.

I could feel the warmth of his body as he was snuggled up against my back, his arm around my chest, and his left leg thrown over me and lodged in my crotch and against my hard penis. It was delicious! I didn't want to move, but I did want to kiss him, and in this position, I wasn't able to do so because I am not a contortionist.

I decided to wake my lover gently, as we needed to get moving because today was the first day of the shortened two-day schedule before Christmas break. I was psyched about our first Christmas together, our trip to Florida, our spending some time alone in a peaceful. slow, love-filled break away from all the distractions of school and our busy schedules. It would be great also to spend some time with my folks and our special friends, Rog and Greg.

I began humping my cock against his leg that lay across my crotch. It felt so good. Then I ran my hand up and down his leg, but I was not able to reach far enough behind me to stroke his perfect cock. I decided to try one last thing to try to awaken him, so I began moving my ass up and down his hard cock, pushing against him, inviting him into me. I didn't have to wait long.

In a groggy voice, he said, "You are a sex machine, Hon. I need to sleep longer so I can attend to your needs. So just cool it, okay?"

By this time I was laughing loudly, and I chided Sean, "Now, Baby, who's got a raging hardon, twenty three hours and fifty-nine minutes of every day. You're the sex machine. But that's okay.

I had intended to suck you off before we got out of bed and into the shower, but instead, I'll let you sleep. I'm going to take my shower alone. So here's your five minutes of extra sleep."

Sean was now laughing, too, as he rubbed his hard cock in my ass crack, and rubbed his other leg over my ever-hardening cock. He stopped laughing just long enough to caution me,

"So help me, my sexy and wonderful lover, if you so much as move a muscle before I have my way with you, I'll...I'll"

"You'll what?"

"I won't let you near my gorgeous body, not even a touch, for the next, let me think. I know you can't touch me, especially my cock, for the next five seconds," he told me and we both laughed loudly. And in a quick moment, he had untangled himself from me, was atop me, and was kissing me like a dog after a bitch. I returned his kiss, and began kissing him down his chest and stomach to his pubes and cock and balls. I took up station there; his eight inches now deeply entrenched in my mouth and throat.

"No you don't, not without me," he told me as he moved into the 69 position. We were soon in unison, each of us deep throating the other. It was a skill that Sean had learned early, and he was now a master at it. Since we were both horny, in a short time we were blasting into each other's mouths. I moved to him and kissed him as we shared our cum with each other. Then I gave one of his beautiful ass cheeks a loving slap.

"Oh, Daddy," he laughed,"are you going to spank your naughty boy? Oh, yes, Daddy, do it; you make me hard when you spank me, Daddy," he continued,

"You know, Daddy, when you spank me it makes me want your big hard cock deep in my ass. Do you like to fuck me, Daddy? I like it when you fuck me, Daddy. Please, Daddy, fuck your horny little son."

I rolled over him and held his arms above his head. I kissed him quickly and licked his face and chin, and with a laugh, teased him,

"Look, son, your ass is so stretched out that I would need a tank if I wanted you to feel it. So, I guess I will have to try something else. Daddy is a dufus. Dogshit! A soft dink! So it's a beer bottle or nothing. What do you say?"

Sean was giggling, "Only if you use the big end, or maybe a big fairly thick cuke, or whatever; just make it big and hard," he said as he rolled out of bed and started toward the bathroom.

I was quick; caught him and threw him back onto the bed. I was over him like a carpet, kissing him wildly. I pushed his legs back, and in an instance my face was in his ass and I was enjoying my pre-breakfast. I spit on his hole a number of times, kissing and licking and pushing my tongue into him. He just moaned. I fingered his hole until he was relaxed and ready and I pushed the head of my cock past his ass ring. It popped in and I did what he was begging for. I fucked him fast and hard and soon I was shooting deep into his warm ass channel.

He didn't cum, but I didn't ask about it. I kissed him again and again. I pulled him up, took him into my arms and brought him into the bathroom. Somehow I juggled him so that I could get the water on and at a warm temperature. I took my love bundle and stepped into the shower. As I lowered him, he held onto my neck and his body swiveled so that he was standing and he was kissing me with what I recognized as sexual energy. I was enjoying it. While my body enjoyed the passionate kiss, I lost awareness of what was going on.

Sean stopped kissing me, spun me around, rubbed some body soap on my crack and on his cock, and before I knew it, his cock was deep in my ass. Sean fucked me like a sailor returning to his wife after a year on board ship . It was wonderful! He came in my hole, and I shot again, not knowing how I could, but it was great. Our sex over for the moment, we washed each other, rinsed, and toweled off.

That important part of our morning ritual finished, we hurriedly dressed and moved to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. Knowing that Sean would test me, I had prepared myself to remain calm, and to love him. I was right. As I was moving around getting things ready to brew some coffee, he began kissing my neck, hugging me. It felt so good. I pushed back into him and he moved away after he had stroked my cock, which was getting hard again. I thought, 'There must be something wrong with me. It's not normal to get hard so quickly.' But a little voice told me, 'Don't worry, you're in love, that's all. Enjoy!'

Sean returned in a minute or two and began the same routine, but I was ready this time. I turned him around quickly, pushed him back onto the counter and started kissing him madly, struggling to get his pants down. I was sucking his tongue deeply into my mouth. He was now laughing without control.

"Okay, okay! I get it, if I fool around too much, I will get you horny and you'll fuck me good. Is that it?" he asked amidst much laughter.

"Right on, Baby, that's just what it means."

"Then be prepared to fuck me often, because I am not going to leave you alone." he said with finality.

"That's what I was hoping. Now one more serious kiss, and let's get breakfast on the road," I told him gently. He kissed me. It was long and serious and I was getting hot. I begged him,

"God, Baby, you have to stop. You get me so fucking horny that all I want is you, to possess you, to make you happy. Can we be good and save up our lovemaking until later this afternoon?"

"Okay, but I want your cock up my hot ass as soon as you get home from State. I'll be here naked and lubed," he said with his terrific giggle.

We quickly prepared breakfast, and then sat together at the counter. Sean was hungry so the scrambled eggs and sausage disappeared quickly. I was nursing a cup of coffee when Sean looked at me, and smiled.

"I love your smile, Baby. You can't imagine what it does to me. By the way, what are your plans for today? Anything special happening that I should know about?" I asked.

"No, not really, I want to have lunch with you, if that's okay?" Sean Asked. "I might make a quick visit to your office after my last class, that is, if you would like me to. I have to go over some minor points in the piece I am playing at the concert; Dr. Fillimore said to meet him at about 3:30. That would give us almost forty-five minutes for me to visit you. Perhaps I'll spend a little time with Jerrod. I know I want to see you at least two times today, at lunch and then in your office. How's that sound to you?"

"What time for lunch?" he inquired.

"I know you have a class at 1:50 and I do, too. What time is your last class before lunch?" I asked.

"I can meet you at 12:00 noon. Can you be at Commons at that time?"

"You betcha," he said as he began to pick up things and clean up the kitchen. I got right into gear and soon everything was picked up and we were ready to leave.

"I'm anxious to have you visit me in the office. Who knows? Maybe you won't have to wait until we get home to make love. There's something sexy about doing it in the office." I told him.

"That would be awesome, Hon. I love doing it there because we made love there in our early time together. It was wonderful." After another kiss, we left the townhouse.

We took separate vehicles, as we would be coming home at different times. I still worried about Sean being alone at the Townhouse, but I had to let go, to let him have his space. Thinking this as we were leaving made my embrace of him intense and filled with love. He noticed, and smiled at me, and said,

"Ryan, I love your concern for me, but I am really careful now. So please, relax. Okay?"

"Okay, but I don't have to like not worrying about you. You're the most precious thing I have. God, I love you so much Sean," I blurted out, and pulled him to me and kissed him deeply. Nothing more was said; we left for the day at State.

(Sean narrates)

I was glad that this was the last day I had to be on campus. I had no exams the next day and so I didn't have to be there. Ry would leave at noon, and we would go to the prosecutor's office and make our statements about the incident, which now seemed ages ago. I will be happy when that was over, so we can begin our Christmas celebration.

My first class was with Dr. Milne. It was a breeze since she simply returned our exams. I was blown away, not only did I get an A+, but also Dr. Milne's comments made me blush. She was really impressed by my prose, and it made me wonder for a moment that maybe I should consider writing and forget the music. Then I thought about Dr. Fillimore and I knew that for the time being I had to pursue the piano. We only had to stay in the classroom for about fifteen minutes. I made it a point to speak to Dr. Milne and wish her a Merry Christmas. She was pleased, and she gave me a perfunctory kiss on the cheek.

When I left the room, I found Jerrod waiting for me. "You got a couple of minutes, Sean. I need to talk with you," he said.

"Sure, Jer. Want to go get a coffee or something? I don't have another class until ten, so we have plenty of time. Oh, shit, you might have a class now, though," I said.

"No, I'm free until ten."

"Let's go for coffee. We can go to the coffee shop in Bentley. Is that okay with you?" I asked.

"Yeah," was all he said. I was alarmed by his demeanor as he seemed unhappy, not his usual fun self; cracking jokes, filled with smiles." We hurried to the coffee shop, got our drinks and found a table in the corner.

It was then that I noticed the tears in Jer's eyes. I was shocked, but I didn't know how to ask if things were okay. My brain told me to just ask, but my heart told me to wait.

"Sean, Kevin and I had a terrible fight this morning. He kicked me out of the apartment. He said he never wanted to see my fucking face again. Sean, I don't know what I did. I really don't; he scares me sometimes. He seemed so filled with hate, I guess that's what it is. I just..." and the sobs began.

"Come with me, right now. We have to get out of here. Come on. Now!" I ordered him.

We left the coffee shop and I steered him toward Ry's office. I prayed he would be there. We had to stop once so that Jer could pull himself together. Minutes later we were standing in front of Ry's office door. I knocked softly, but there was no answer. I knocked again, more loudly. Nothing. I didn't know what to do and I thought of Cathy. Maybe she could help. Just as we turned to leave, Ry came around the corner at the far end of the corridor. Ry increased his gate and was actually almost running to get to us. I know he could see that something was wrong with Jerrod. He reached us quickly and asked the obvious question immediately.

"What's the matter?" he asked.

"I don't know, Ry." "Can we go into the office so that we can keep this private?"

In an instant the door was unlocked and Ry ushered us into the office, closed and locked the door after putting out a sign that he was not in the office. I had turned on the lights. It was awful; Jer was on his knees sobbing uncontrollably. It was really scary hearing what Jer was saying.

"I wish I was dead. I wish I was dead. I want to die. He doesn't love me anymore. I still love him; I still love him. Dear God, why did this happen? If you two love me, just kill me. Please.

I want to die," he cried.

I was amazed when Ry pulled him to his feet and quickly slapped him in the face.

"For heaven's sake, Jerrod, get yourself pulled together. How can we help you, if you can't tell us what is the problem? Jer, did that bastard hit you again?"

"No!" he said with emphasis. "No!"

"Then what happened. Try to tell us, please Jer." Ry pleaded.

"Kevin kicked him out, but he doesn't know why, or he doesn't think he knows why," I told Ry, who was becoming more furious by the moment.

"He just hates me, that's all. I must have done something, but, Ry, I really don't know what it was. I love him so much, and he hates me."

Ry's face was very red, and I wondered what he would do if Kevin came to the door. It frightened me.

"Hon, calm down. Don't get too angry. It scares me when you get angry," I whispered to him.

Ry exploded, "That bastard is back on drugs. I bet you money. That son-of-a-bitch should have his balls cut off. How can he hurt this absolutely beautiful young man who loves him so completely.? Well, he's not going to get away with this. That shithead is about to go into rehab.

You two guys stay here. I won't be long. Don't let Jer out of you sight, Baby." With that he was out of the office at a run. I was scared for his safety.

I sat with Jer, patting him on the arm. I told him that everything would be okay. Ry will take care of it. Trust him.

I could tell from his gut wrenching sobs that he was not as certain of it as I was.

I prayed that my Ry would make things right as he always did.

----------------------------- (Ryan narrates)

I don't think that I have ever been so angry with a friend as I was with Kevin as I rushed out of my office and ran across the quad. I rushed into the faculty office building for the sciences, which housed Kev's office. I hurried past his secretary toward his private office.

"Professor Taylor, you can't go in there. He's in conference with a young man. It's very private. Please, sir. Wait a moment until I contact him," she told me.

"I'm sorry, but I'm going in right now. You can contact him if you want, but I'm not waiting. Sorry, this is really important," I told her quickly and in my most authoritative voice. I knocked on the door and proclaimed loudly,

"Kev, this is Ryan and I am coming in right now, so stop any private conversation you are having." I opened the door and rushed in. A young man, pale and frightened, stared at me as Kev rose from his chair to confront me.

"Charlie, I'll make up your time tomorrow. Sorry for the interruption, but it must be important as this is not my good friend's usual behavior." The young man left without saying a word. He had no more than closed the door, when I was on Kev with a torrent of accusations.

"So, what's the big problem?" asked a smug Kevin.

"You son-of-a-bitch, you know what's the matter. How the fuck could you kick that kid out of your apartment, without an explanation? Didn't you have the balls to tell him what is really the problem. You bastard, you're back on drugs, and don't try to tell me otherwise. There is no other explanation for this stupid behavior," I shouted at him.

"Just a minute, Ryan. You don't have a fucking idea of what's going on, so just shut up."

"Remember, Kevin, I've known you from long ago. I know you were a reformed drug user until recently. So what the hell is going on. And Kevin, no bullshit. Let's have it straight. Jerrod is almost destroyed. This is the second time your behavior has stunned him. If you're not careful, he'll leave you for real, and he won't be coming back."

"Ryan, I don't want to hurt Jer. I sent him away because I love him. Yes, I am using drugs again. I was weak and met a guy in counseling who had a thing for me. He invited me to spend a couple hours in a motel nearby. I went, thinking I would have an opportunity to talk some sense into him about his risky sexual behavior. It ended up with us both in the bed. After some hot make out, he offered me a hit of cocaine. At first I said no, but then I watched him take his hit, and I wanted some, too. So, I took a hit, and I was a goner. We had wild unprotected sex and more cocaine. Then I wanted more, but he told me if I wanted more I would have to pay for it.

I said okay and started buying and using."

"Kevin, how could you cheat on the person you say you love, and with a drug dealer. How long have you been on the stuff? The truth, man, no shit."

I could see tears in Kev's eyes, but I didn't relent. It was obvious that he sensed he had better tell the truth. He sighed and broke into a quiet crying.

"About a month."

"Kevin, are you still fucking this guy? Is he fucking you?"

The tears were flowing more intensely now. He collapsed into his chair, put his head down on his desk and sobbed.

"It was only that once. Believe me, Ryan, just that once. But he got me hooked on the stuff, and now I am spending much too much money on it, and he seems to have become malevolent.

"So, why did you do this to Jerrod, especially without any explanation about why you ordered him to leave. I mean, for God's sake, Kev, how could you hurt him so much?" I asked, but still in an angry unforgiving voice.

"Believe me, Ryan, when I tell you, that I thought I would die after he left sobbing like I had never heard him before. But all I could think of was that I had to get him away from me before I destroyed him. I didn't want him around the drugs. I couldn't tell him about being unfaithful to him. I was scared about what I might have caught from this guy. I started not having sex with Jer, and I know he wondered what was the matter. I didn't care what he thought of me; I just wanted him safe. I love him so much, Ryan, so much. I decided it was best to hurt him a little now rather than much more later. I hate myself, Ryan, I really do."

"Listen to me, you dink head. He loves you so much, he's in complete agony. He thinks you hate him. And worse than any of that he told Sean and me that he wanted to die. In fact, he asked us to kill him. He doesn't want to live without you..."

I was interrupted by the most bone-chilling, gut wrenching sobbing I had ever heard. It was so awful that I got goose bumps and a lump in my throat. There was a knock at the door and his secretary was asking, with much fear in her voice, if he wanted Campus Security. He got control long enough to tell her everything was okay and that he would explain everything to her in a couple of minutes.

"I...I wanted to die, too. I knew I had hurt him, wounded him. But I also knew that I didn't want him involved in the mess I had made for myself. No, I couldn't do that. Honest to God, Ryan, I love him. I thought of suicide a number of times in the last few weeks. Lying to Jer about not having sex with him, while I desired him so much it made me almost insane. I could see the hurt, the longing in his eyes. I could recognize the love in those eyes, by the manner in which he hugged me. But I did nothing to help him. Ryan, I am the one who should be dead, not Jer. Jer is innocent of all this," Kev said.

"Look, first of all, Kevin, you are going into rehab, not tomorrow, but today. You are going to stay there until we all can be assured that you are once more on the wagon. What pisses me off, Kevin, is that you were stupid to get involved with a client. If you have to tell the Dean how this came about, you are out of here. You will not get any recommendations from me. Cathy will help me explain this all to your boss."

"Thanks, Ryan. I know you can't forgive me and I deserve your strongest hatred. I understand all that. But what do I do about Jerrod?"

"You tell him everything, and I mean everything. And you tell him why you did what you did. Then it's up to Jerrod, You will have to take whatever he decides. I won't give him any opinions, but if I did it would be to drop you like a hot potato. Think about it, Kev, this is the second time you have hurt him; why would he want anything more to do with you."

"I will do it, but not today. I need some help first. But will you do something that's very important to me? Will you tell him that I love him and that I never stopped loving him?"

"Yeah, I guess I can do that for you. Now let's get you in rehab."

In fifteen minutes, we had made all the arrangements. I had called Sean and told him to take Jerrod to our place and that I would take care of their exams. Then we went to my car and I drove Kevin to the McPherson Drug and Alcohol Rehab Center. In short order he was in his room, in the center clothing, and I was on my way. He received such great service because he had helped parents enroll their children into this very program.

I wanted to stop at my office to pickup some papers and my laptop. While I was there, I checked my voice mail. The first message was short and definite. The speaker, who had an unfamiliar voice said,

"Be careful what you tell the prosecutor tomorrow, or believe me, it will be the last thing you ever say."

My blood ran cold. I was in near panic! I wondered, 'Did my lover and partner receive such a call?'

I raced home.

(To be continued)

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