Reclaiming Austin
By:
William Tyler King
(Copyright 2005-2007 by the author)
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Chapter 19
Hi guys! I’m
forgoing the whole whom can read this whom can’t; as I hope everyone
does.
This is the portion where I traditionally thank people and stuff. I
want to give a huge thank you and warm wishes to Mary; she’s been a
great help, so have Scott and Chris. One of my newest friends James,
a reader has been a great help and might very well be instrumental
in getting this published…
I’ve said this before and here it goes again, go read Desertmac’s
piece Tutoring Jerry (NOT Tutoring Jeremy as I had in my previous
letter) it’s in the high school section of nifty or at
superdrewby.com. It’s an excellent story and I must have cried
longer at the last chapter, every kind of tear you can have for
every emotion, than I ever have for a work I’ve read. I don’t cry so
this tells you something. And before all of you start asking, YES! I
really can be this bitchy in real life. But I try not to! “Batting
of eyes”
Without further ado…
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I panicked, I
stood staring at the darkness, crying, my head swimming, trying to
figure out what had just happened, what had caused Austin to freak
out so suddenly and so incomprehensibly bad, I hadn’t even gotten a
chance to try and explain what had happened, and I had no clue where
he would go now. I realized Suddenly though, that I had to call
people, he’d have to go somewhere, and I had to call people, all our
friends, so they could tell me if he had talked to them so they
could tell me what was going on, or tell me if he went there.
I raced up the stairs and quickly began calling friends, Phil, Glen,
Dan, Dennis, I called Ryan and Michael and explained what had
happened, When Ryan asked why I’d lied I explained that I’d been
looking at a house for us and wanted to surprise him… but he’d
freaked out on me so badly, I never had the chance to explain that.
I called Natasha, She alerted her friends at the P-house. I called
my Michael, and I sat back and thought I should call Brian too,
Brian was very sympathetic, and said he hadn’t heard from him, but
he’d hold him if he got there and let me know. And then I called
someone I thought maybe would know something,
“Hi, uh Nathan?”
“Yeah, Who’s this?” It was 10:30, and I guess it was a little too
late to be calling some people.
“It-it’s Alex Nathan, have you seen Austin by any chance? Or talked
to him today?”
“No man, what’s up? Why would you be calling me?”
I explained Austin’s brief explosion to Nathan and he sighed deeply.
“Listen dude, I’ve known that asshole for most of my life. It
wouldn’t be Austin if he wasn’t doing some boneheaded shit. He likes
to… explode, go kind of insane once in a while, usually over a
girl…” Nathan paused briefly there, “Anyways, give him a few hours,
he’ll call you and apologize… Meanwhile, I’ll call a few other old
friends and see if any of them have seen him.” Nathan sounded like a
real and caring person just then…
“Thank you Nathan,” I started to tear up again.
“Dude, stop the crying will you? It won’t help, and it… well, no
offence, but it sounds really gay.”
I stopped crying suddenly and just said nothing, letting him think
about his comment.
“Dude, I KNOW you’re gay, but being gay and sounding gay are totally
different, besides, I’ve seen you handle a lot worse already, just
keep trying to think of other places he might have gone, I’ll call a
few others, and if I see him, I’ll knock his ass out and call you.
God DAMN he can be a jerk sometimes!” Nathan said sighing loudly.
“Thank you Nathan, I can’t thank you enough.” I said gratefully.
“Alex, do me a favor?” Nathan asked.
“Of course, what?” I asked.
“Call me Nate please…I only get called Nathan when I’m in trouble.”
He said with a sardonic tone
I smiled to myself. “Yeah, sure Nate, you got it.”
“I’ll call ya if I hear anything. Call me tomorrow if ya learn
anything ok?”
“You got it Nate, and thanks, I owe you…”
I ran out of ideas of who to call finally… But when I went to our
room and saw the mess he’d made tearing up papers and throwing
things around the room, and saw his motor cycle helmet sitting on
the bed, I began to cry again, I was just so worried that something
would happen to him on that damned bike. I paced and worried, and
wanted to call Michael, but was scared of bothering him. At quarter
till two, the phone rang,
“Alex?” It was Ryan’s Michael.
“Yeah! Have you heard anything?” I asked excitedly.
“Yeah baby, Ryan’s going to pick him up now, some guy named Gus
called, said he knew you and Austin, and that Austin had gone there
and gotten really drunk, and after he passed out, the guy got our
number out of his wallet, and called. Ryan talked to him, he told me
to let you know that Austin would be here tonight, and that we’d
hold his ass till you could come down tomorrow, after work.
I didn’t sleep well, aside from all the insanity, I was used to
having this big presence in bed, rolling over on me, snoring, and
pressing his big cold feet on me. Strange how comforting those
things can be. I rolled over finally and smelled his musk on his
pillow, and that helped finally, and I drifted off to a restless
sleep.
I called his work the next morning and made up some lame excuse for
him and promised that this was a one-time deal. Marika and Mr. Riley
were actually quite sentimental and nice to me the rest of the day.
Ryan called me at lunch and told me that Austin was sleeping off a
bad hangover at their house and that they’d had a LONG talk that
morning after he’d gotten sick. He suggested I come down after work
and pick my lump up.
“Ryan, do me a favor please.” I asked calmly.
“Of course Alex,”
“Please explain to that big crybaby, that I’m REALLY pissed off, and
he might have to find somewhere to stay for a few days till I’ve
calmed down.” I growled, surprised at my sudden anger.
“Alex…”
“Yeah?”
“Don’t involve me in your fucking games please,”
I was quiet a minute trying to determine if I was in fact, playing a
game, or if I actually was that pissed. I decided I really was that
pissed. It just hit me suddenly, now that I knew he was safe. How
DARE he accuse me of cheating and pull that crap after all I’d done
for him, after what he’d put me through!
“Ryan?”
“Yeah?”
“It’s not a game, I’m not leaving him, or anything, but I’m not sure
I can see him now without seriously hurting him. I don’t want to do
anything I’ll regret.” I said thinking of the time he’d seen me
almost kill Nathan.
“Then don’t, but damn it Alex, you lied to him, it’s not like you
didn’t play a part in this stupid thing, yeah, he really blew it all
out of proportion, and trust me, I left no doubt about that to him
this morning. But he wasn’t irrational about his fears; he caught
you in a bold faced lie.”
I felt… like a kid being punished. Austin had been right; Ryan
really could put me in my place better then even my mother.
“I’ll be there later; I hafta take care of something first before I
can get there.”
I then called Nathan and told him we’d found Austin and I’d be
brining him back that night. He thanked me and said he’d talk to
Austin soon. I then called Korma and Cynthia and asked them to call
everyone else.
I went home after work and took a quick shower and changed to go to
Orlando.
As I got there I took a path I hadn’t taken in a while, and felt
scared as I got close to my destination. I felt strange as I knocked
on the familiar door, scared that I was doing something wrong.
“Hello?” I heard from behind the door as it opened.
“Hi Jas,” I said softly as I let him adjust to my presence.
“A-A-Alex, uhhh, come on in?” Jason sounded really shocked. He
looked good with his new hair cut and much lighter hair.
“I figured you’d have just called, you didn’t need to come on down,
didn’t Austin tell you that?” Jason said confused, dressed in a sexy
aqua striped shirt.
“Ummm, actually, that partially why I’m here Jason, What exactly did
you say to Austin? Because he freaked out and accused me of spending
the day with you yesterday.
“What? Alex, I never said anything like that to him, please believe
me. I only asked him to please have you call me that I needed to ask
you something very important.” Jason said putting his hand on my arm
for emphasis.
“Sorry Jason, I knew it was something stupid like that, he totally
freaked out last night and accused me of cheating and… I’m going
over to Ryan’s to get him in a little while.” I said rolling my
eyes. I could see from Jason’s look that he was thinking I’d made a
bad choice. I couldn’t disagree totally right at that moment.
“So, uhhh, what did you want to ask me?” I said trying to refocus
the conversation.
“I uhh… Come on in, have a seat,” Jason said as he closed the door
behind me.
“Alex, I uhhh, have to ask you something, kind of, it’s… tricky.”
Jason said looking down a lot. He was so beautiful, so fucking
smooth and suave… and his new look was amazing.
“yeah?” I asked curious.
“Well, uhhh, when I got back, I ran into an old friend, of yours…
And, I wanted to be sure it was ok with you, before I asked him…” He
was him-hawing around the issue.
“Jas, honey, you don’t need to ask me to date someone else… baby,
Christ, I’ll never get over the guilt I feel for what happened…” I
said in confused exasperation.
“Nooo, I know that, mostly Alex, it’s just…It’s Michael I needed
talk to you about… I was thinking I should talk to you first.”
“Michael? MY MICHAEL?” I asked surprised.
“Uhh, yeah… I ran into him when I got back from New York… and he…
we… well, he was much more outgoing and secure that time. Not like
when I ran into you that first day… And we’ve had several dinners
and…”
“Jason?”
“Yeah?”
“Next time you see that 6’6” freak monkey, will you please slap his
face and call him a total chicken shit and tell him HE should have
been the one asking me. Not you.”
I said this very angrily, and then I smiled, “Jas, I couldn’t be
happier for either of you, not that it relives my guilt, but at
least now I can hope that something wonderful might come of it.”
Jason got his award winning smile on and said, “He really does love
you Alex, He just didn’t want you to get upset if you ever ran into
us. It would be awkward on so many levels.”
“I’d love to warn you to be good to him, but I know you too well for
that, besides, He’s the one I’ll be warning to be good…” I said with
a grin. “I’ll have to think of a really good threat…”
“Ya know, assuming things with Austin with and Michael work out
right for the two of us, there’s something Austin and I are going to
have to learn to accept.” Jason said leaning back in his chair.
“You mean how to be around me and each other?” I asked softly
thinking of Austin’s jealousy.
“No! I mean that when you and Michael are together, everyone else
comes in second… You’re like this divorced couple that know each
other’s every weakness and secret.” Jason laughed softly his eyes
sparkling.
“You know there’s nothing there romantic right?” I asked worried he
had the wrong idea…
He got a funny knowing grin and flashed a lopsided smile at me,
“Oooh yeah, uhhh, he likes a LOT of the same things you do
actually.” Jason chuckled knowingly with sparkling eyes. I blushed
knowing a few of them as we’d discussed them several times.
“Why don’t you call me this weekend, maybe we can all go out and get
some dinner… maybe it’ll help if Austin sees me and Michael
together, and that I’m not trying to seduce you back.”
“Ok, “I said lost in a sudden thought, “Jas, I just want you to
know, that if fate hadn’t played her hand the way she did, nothing
could have ever made me hurt you… I-I really was happy.” I said
catching his eyes then looking down.
“I know Alex, and thank you. I think that might have been the
hardest part, trying to be mad at you when I knew you’d never try
and hurt me.” Jason said holding my eyes. “Henna explained all about
what happened to Austin, and I understand now why you had to bring
him back, I can’t even imagine that happening to me, or what you
must have gone through with that guy, and I know you must have been
torn up bringing Alex home. And as much as I hated it, I guess he
really did need you, and I wasn’t prepared to share. So please, stop
feeling guilty, I’m the one who walked out baby, remember?” Despite
what was going on with Austin, I felt as if a huge weight had been
lifted off me, I wanted so badly for Jason not to hate me, and for
him to find happiness.
As I hugged Jason and got up to leave a few minutes later, Jason put
a hand on my arm to stop me and asked, “Alex, do you think I could
stop over and watch one of your shows maybe?” I was dumbfounded,
“Jas! YOU’RE the reason there IS a show, I’d love you to come see
us.”
“Cool, I’ll see if Michael wants to go this weekend.”
“Ya know Jas, Marika was right…”
“About what?”
“She said I shoulda kept you and Austin and both,”
Jason laughed then pointed out, “Only problem is, Austin wouldn’t
share your ass, and I wasn’t about to share your heart.”
“Jason?”
“Yeah hon?”
“Aren’t we supposed to, you know, hate each other and fight since
we’re technically Ex’s?”
“No hon, only lesser gay people do that, we’re too good for that
crap. If you were the type to do that, I’d never haven fallen for
you. Sorry, you’ll just have to fight with Austin and Michael.”
I gave Jason a huge hug and held it for a long time, and he hugged
me back too.
Jason walked me out to the jeep and kissed my cheek as I said
goodbye.
So I rode over to Ryan’s place much happier, and in a far better
place then when I’d left home earlier.
Michael answered the door with a hug and a kiss, “Matahari is inside
nursing a hangover.” He said rolling his eyes.
As I walked into the living room I found Austin with a wet towel on
his head wearing a “PALM SPRINGS” t-shirt he’d obviously borrowed
from Ryan or Michael. He looked up at me with glazed eyes and then
looked down again with what I assume was a look of shame.
“Hey Alex” Ryan said coming over to give me a hug.
“Hi Ryan, how are you?”
“Trying to remember how to take care of drunken frat boys with
hangovers actually.” He said with a dry smirk.
“Hey!” Austin said softly.
“How ya feeling today?” I responded to Austin.
“I uhhh, mostly embarrassed, ashamed. Scared I went too far.” Austin
replied.
I neither denied nor affirmed his statements, Ryan and Michael were
as anxious to hear what I said as Austin was.
“So explain, why you freaked out so badly and why were you so upset
you wouldn’t give me 60 seconds to explain last night?”
Austin didn’t look up; he just stared at the floor and spoke. “Don’t
know honestly, I was missing you, and then Jason called, and I
wanted to tell you so I called over to Phil’s, then over to Roberts…
then Marika’s… And they all said they hadn’t seen you that evening,
but Marika remembered you getting all excited about something in
Orlando… And…” He shrugged his shoulders and put his head in his
hands. “Alex, I’m so fucking sorry, I don’t know what came over me.”
I sat there with no expression thinking.
“Nathan says you have a history of freaking out on girlfriends.” I
said simply.
“Well yeah, but that was always different, I’d get all pissy first,
it was always when I’d been cheating and they first caught on and…
and I was sooo happy with you, this was totally different.” Austin
said looking up at me from downcast eyes. “I was soooo scared you
were up to my old tricks… Karma sucks!” He said closing his eyes in
pain.
“Well, before I can decide what to do or anything, I need to
understand what would make you go crazy like that… it doesn’t make
sense.”
“Alex, I was… calm till you lied to me, I’m not excusing my stupid
actions, but that’s the moment I really lost it.
“I had a good reason to lie, I can get people to affirm this, or I
can show you what I was doing, but yesterday had nothing to do with
Jason.” I said calmly.
“’yesterday…?’” Austin asked repeating my qualifier.
“Yeah, I went over this afternoon after work hoping he could shed
some light on why you freaked out…”
“You WHAT???” Austin and Ryan shouted at the same time, I expected
it almost, I think. As they both tried to ask why, I raised my voice
and pressed on. “I thought that maybe he had said something that
could’ve misunderstood or taken wrong.” I said not stopping for
them.
When they stopped and listened, I said simply, “He wanted to see me
to ask if he could date Michael.” I looked right at Austin as I said
this then turned to Ryan and said. “Despite what some people think,
he really is a good guy and one of the sweetest men I’ve ever
known.” Ryan held my gaze a moment and then looked away. If he could
put me in my place when I was wrong, I could damn well put him in
his when I was right.
“Whatever Jason had been planning to do, once Henna explained what
she knew about what happened with Austin, he said he couldn’t do
anything. He wished us well Austin, and relived a weight on me that
never would have gone away on its own.”
Austin put his head in his hands again and shook it, “I’m so sorry
Alex, I totally fucked this up and you deserve better.”
“Shut up Austin, THAT’S my decision… My Choice! I get to choose who
is right and who isn’t for me. “I” make that choice! ME!”
Austin just sat there stunned. The room was totally quiet a few
seconds.
“Alex…” Michael said gently, “I’m not sure…”
“I know why he said it Michael, I’m saying he can just fucking stop,
and I don’t need his sacrifices now… I need to know if he still
loves me.”
Austin’s head looked up and the towel fell off, “Yes Alex, Always,
that what this was about, I was afraid you were cheating on me…
Those are the types of lies I told when I’d start cheating.”
He looked down at the floor again.
“Austin?” I asked.
“Yeah?”
“Are you ok to travel?”
“Yeah, why?”
“I want to get some dinner then I’m gonna show you what I was
doing.”
“You don’t have to Alex, I’m ok now. If you need a secret, I’ll just
learn to deal.” Austin said slowly getting up.
“Thank you, now go get dressed.” I said rolling my eyes with
exasperation.
So Austin got dressed, in the clothes he’d worn the night before.
Michael had washed them that morning. And we said our good byes and
gave our thanks to Ryan and Michael for collecting Austin. It turns
out that that guy we’d met over the Halloween weekend Gus the
leather bear, had found Austin drunk off his ass at the Full Moon
saloon, and not knowing where to take him, rifled the wallet and
found a slip of paper with Ryan’s’ home number on it.
I asked if Austin was up to Little Saigon, Julie wasn’t working that
night so we had a cute Asian waiter that may have been gay. Despite
Julie not being there, we got almost exactly what we ordered, there
was pork in the summer rolls, and Austin got some shrimp paste
instead of meatballs, but it was all good. After wards we walked to
our Jeep and
climbed in. I drove and took us over to Natasha’s house and pulled
in next to Cole’s beat up faded red truck.
I immediately took Austin, whom I’d barely spoken to, directly out
back towards the bungalow.
“Ummm, are Natasha and Cole out back waiting?” Austin asked.
“Maybe, don’t know really.”
“Alex?” Austin asked stopping and crossing his arms.
“Hmmm?”
“How long are you gonna keep giving me all this attitude? I’m not
complaining or saying I don’t deserve it, I deserve worse. I’m
asking cause my girlfriends could keep it up for weeks. But they
weren’t as good at as you are.” He wasn’t being sarcastic he
honestly expected an answer.
“Austin, after your little show last night, which was an ambush by
the way, I am perfectly in my rights to have an attitude for a
little while. But it won’t last more than a day unless you screw up
again.” I said with a blank expression. Austin rolled his eyes and
caught up to me as I neared the bungalow and knocked on the front
door.
A tall woman with long brown hair and a nice face, totally devoid of
makeup answered,
“Hi Ronda?” I asked,
“Na, I’m Rachel, Ronda is out working till about 9:30, how can I
help you?” She asked with a polite smile.
“Hi, my name is Alex, and I was here yesterday with Natasha/Frank
looking at this place since he said you were moving to Portland…”
Rachel got a big grin and held the door open so we could walk in,
“Hi, yeah, she told my all about you wanting this place, and keeping
it secret until Christmas.” I didn’t look at Austin’s face, I just
nodded and said “Yeah, but unfortunately, plans have changed.”
“Ohhh, you’re not planning to move down then?”
“Nooo, we’re still moving, but it’s not a secret anymore.” I pushed
Austin up to Rachel and said, “This was the guy it was supposed to
be a surprise for.”
“Hi, Austin” he said deeply blushing as he held his hand out to
shake.
“Ohhhhh, I’m sorry, did I say something I…?”
“Nooo, it was a bunch of drama, and the only way out was to come
clean.” I said looking over to Austin who was blushing and hanging
his head.
“Alex…I…How can I…. God, I’m such an idiot, I’ll never be able to…”
I cut him off with a quick, “Oh yes you can, but we’ll worry about
that later. So what do you think?”
“I don’t think there’s any way I deserve you.” He said looking
around.
“Obviously, but I meant about the house?”
“Would you like to see the bedrooms and the sunroom… well shade
room, it’s on the side under the trees?” Rachel asked.
So she showed us the house and all the rooms, the small walk in
closets… the very small bathroom… the open kitchen that opened to
the dining room and had a small reach-through onto the pool deck.
“So when exactly are you moving if you don’t mind my asking?” I
asked her.
“Well, Rhonda’s mom is sick and we’re going to be staying at her
house. We leave at the end of the month. After Thanksgiving.”
Rachael said.
“I’m sorry, I hope it’s not too serious,” I said earnestly.
Austin got all excited when he saw the fireplace in the living room.
Austin was loving it, and couldn’t stop gawking at Rachel… Sometimes
his straight background could be so damn annoying… Other times, it
could be so damn adorable. I wasn’t sure which this was.
As they’d be packing the next few weekends, I volunteered Austin to
help out on the weekends before he went to work. He gave me a funny
look and was about to ask how I had the authority to offer his
services when Rachael laughed.
“Give it up Austin, the wife always gets those privileges, doesn’t
matter what sex or what orientation you are… Rhonda does it to me
all the time.” And we all got a laugh out of it.
We were going to go visit Cole and Natasha, but she had left for the
club and he was asleep already… So we went home. Or that’s what
Austin thought.
“Hey! Where the hell are you going?” Austin asked when I turned on
to OBT instead of going to I-4 to go home.
“We’re going to Bernie’s.” I said by way of an explanation. I wasn’t
in a real, talky sharing mood, though my mood had softened a lot. I
KNEW Austin was wondering what the hell we were doing at Bernie’s as
he’d been the one dragging me in last time.
When we got inside Bernie remembered us from Halloween and asked us
a how we were doing.
“Ohhh, pretty good, but I’m having a little problem,” I said with a
polite grin.
“What’s that?” Bernie asked.
“My slave isn’t attired right! I said sharply looking right into
Austin’s eyes. His eyes got wide and his mouth hung open.
I grabbed his shirt collar and dragged him over to the collars and
said, “Kneel!” Despite his reservations and fears, I think his
libido was taking over and he knelt with no question. “I want that
one.” I said pointing at one with big spikes, lots of rings, and
that matched a few of the wrist restraints. “Remove your shirt!” I
ordered Austin calmly. This was fun, I wasn’t going to be a bitch
for weeks like his old girlfriends, we’d have one night with
switched roles, and that would be the end of it… and Austin might
learn a few things about what I liked and what he might like. After
I collared him and got him cuffs and an armband on his left arm, I
made him go behind the counter and put a chain mail jock on…. And
model for us. I put a leash on him afterwards. Damn that boy looked
hotter then a habanera pepper in a skillet. I also had Austin pay
for it all, just like he’d done to me. I watched, as Captain kinky,
got a hard on, it was easy to see in chain mail. I’d let him put his
shorts back on over his chain mail after we got in the jeep, but
he’d have to ride home shirtless wearing his collar as I was
driving. I made sure to emphasize, “I was DRIVING” to him. I had a
plan… With what he’d put me through, I felt I deserved a little
time.
“Tell Gus I said thank you for protecting my pet. And we’ll try to
see him next week.” I said without explaining why.
“Sure thing” Bernie said as he gawked at my reticent and very
humbled Austin. It was quite a different picture from the puffed up
and exuberant Austin trying to make me his slave. I expected more of
a fight from him, and was all prepared for it; I think guilt was
making him go along with all this… Too bad, I’d have welcomed a
little fighting about now.
I let him put his shirt on before we pulled into our parking lot at
home, I didn’t want to explain anything to the neighbors or Mrs.
Tremere.
“When we get inside, strip to your jock and fetch me the handcuffs”
I said as we were walking up the stairs… ‘GOD!!!! This was fun,’ I
just didn’t want to push too hard, I didn’t want to ruin my surprise
by going too far…
Austin stripped and walked to the bedroom wearing his collar and
jock strap, I watched his beautiful and muscular ass move like a
tiger’s muscles under his skin. God give me strength, I wanted that
boy. It was possible that slave Austin was even sexier then master
Austin… though they all paled to leather biker jacket bad boy
Austin.
I had him kneel again and cuffed his hands behind back, then had him
straddle a stool so I could tease him, run my fingers and hands over
him, when he began asking questions, I shushed him, then went and
got a handkerchief and gagged him… Not part of my plan, but it was
truly satisfying and kept him guessing, and it was keeping him off
balance. I drew fingers slowly up his side which gave him goose
bumps, and then would play with his ass, groping and fingering his
cheeks telling him how much I was going to enjoy these later, I
asked if he were ready, I could feel his shudder and see the concern
in his eyes. At first he shook his head no, but when I told him how
worried I was the night before, how mad I was later on… I asked him
again if it was alright if I did this, He didn’t want to, but slowly
he nodded his head with resignation and a lot of reservations. His
eyes were closed but he was acquiescing. Despite all that happened
to him, he was willing to go along with this. I undid his cuffs and
told him to go lie on the bed with his hands over his head.
When I came in a few minutes later I found him face down on the bed.
I smiled warmly. As I sat on the bed, I ran a hand over his back and
up his wonderful cheeks. Then slapped them and told him I wanted to
face him. He rolled over with a look of confusion on his face. I
tied his arms and legs spread eagle, but not too tight. After
playing with him, which was frustrating as he wasn’t ticklish
really, I straddled his lap then slowly up on his chest so when I
took his gag out, he could blow me. It’s not like he never did this
on most nights, he’d gotten very good. But we’d never done it like
this, never with him preparing for me to assault him, as it were.
His eyes were troubled and very concerned but our eyes never parted,
I was beginning to rethink my plan, that maybe I was pushing him too
far. Rather then play it out, as I had planned to do, I took a
condom and opened it, which he watched with resigned eyes. Imagine
his surprise when I turned around and put it on his cock rather than
mine. I scooted back a little and maneuvered myself to sit back on
his cock, which hadn’t once lost it’s erection since Bernie’s. Even
afraid, that boy was hard as steel. As I rocked myself down gently
on him, pleasuring myself, I smiled down at him and chuckled.
“I only wanted you to give me permission to fuck you honey, I never
planned on actually doing it. These costumes we wear don’t define
who we are. You’d be my man even if you were wearing a dress. But
uhh, don’t please!”
I continued sliding up and down on him.
“I figured, I needed you to give me something precious to you, on
top of allowing me to take control, which I know you love doing so
much, being in control… I figure when I let you up… we’ll call it
even.” I said grinding down on him. I had never had Austin this way
before, and I was rather enjoying it.
“No baby, I have to do one more thing once we’re done, to make sure
it never happens again. And we still need to talk about it. But I’m
glad you’re ready to have it done with, and aren’t planning to hold
it over me forever. I’ve been through enough of that and I don’t
think I could go through again. Trust me, I will learn from my
mistakes.” Austin said, I loved looking down on his taught and
beautifully muscled body stretched out for me to enjoy… I reached
down and ran fingers across his fuzzy chest, he was helpless to do
anything as I pinched and played with his nipples. He may have been
helpless, but he sure liked the attention.
I totally loved the feeling of power I had, looking down and
watching his face contort and his hollering as he orgasmed, I came
shortly after and decided I had to let him go, both because I knew
how sore my arms got when they’re tied up like that, and also
because I needed them wrapped around me post orgasm.
After some copious cuddling, Austin finally said he was hungry.
“Well, unless you want a PBJ, you’re the cook baby.”
“You’re the slave, you’re the cook, you’re the top…” Austin said
mockingly as he walked out talking to him self in falsetto, I just
laughed and in my deepest voice said,
“Awww, don’t be like that baby-you know a man’s place is in the
kitchen.”
“Barefoot and muscular?”
“Mmmmmmmmmmm, yeah, and naked, and maybe with a backwards hat.” I
said lounging on the bed.
A minute later Austin stuck his head back in the room wearing a red
Abercrombie hat backwards, all he did was smile at me and I flew off
the bed to grab a stool and watch my man whipping some concoction
up. I watched his naked form frying up eggs and cutting up brioche
to toast. He was just the sexiest thing I’d ever seen. I made him
sit on the counter as he ate and drank his coffee so I could see his
whole body… and go up and lick crumbs off his chest. These came with
loose hairs of course. I didn’t mind. While he was up there, I
decided to spread his legs and… went down on him… I was learning to
like being in control. It was midnight when we finally went back to
the bedroom.
In the bedroom though, Austin went and got a shaving kit out of his
gym bag and sat on the side of the bed with a funny, pensive look.
“Alex, I’m going to show you something, and I don’t want you to get
mad ok?” He asked placing a hand on my calf and caressing it.
“What? I don’t get it?” I said holding his shaving kit; I thought
maybe he was planning on getting rid of his chest hair.
“You don’t have to shave it off do you?” I asked thinking his
dancing job required it.
“It’s not a razor babe…” Austin said looking in my eyes, “But it was
for the dancing and for you…” He said still caressing my thigh.
I finally opened it up and became horribly worried when I saw these
big syringes and a couple of brown glass vials.
“WHAT???” I asked sitting up suddenly. “Austin, how could you? Not
this!” I said assuming it was heroin.”
“Alex! It’s not drugs, not the kind you think anyways!” Austin said
loudly trying to calm me down.
“Austin, what the hell is this then?” I said pulling out a syringe.
“It’s steroids, I was trying to get bigger…” Austin said looking in
my eyes. “I wanted to be the biggest and baddest for you.”
“Austin…” I said shaking my head in disbelief “Baby, 98% of guys on
earth wish they had you’re body… More muscles aren’t going to help;
you’ll start looking like one of those weight lifter freaks.” I said
taking the kit back and closing it.
“And aren’t these illegal?” I asked.
“Well… yeah… But I’m not on a sports team, and no one’s gonna test
me. And before you start telling me all the downsides and all the
negative effects, I know, I didn’t plan on being on them very long.
I didn’t know they’d begin affecting my temper so soon.” Austin said
looking in my eyes. “I-I want you to throw them away for me… I’m
done.”
I just sat looking at Austin, thinking… “So you’re not on heroin or
a child pornographer, not a rapist…. Not into fisting…. Nothing else
I need to know?” I asked.
Austin blushed and did that boyish roll of his head, “Naaa, my only
other crime against nature is my obsession for this little bossy
blond guy… I keep wanting to pork him to shut him up…”
“You’re SUUUUURE…. That’s it???” I said without missing a breath.
“Well,” he blushed, “I got awfully hot when he took over tonight…
DAMN that was hot!”
I grabbed his collar that I’d left on all night and pulled him over
for a kiss.
“Mmmmmmm, yeah, it was fun, wasn’t it?”
Austin smiled and kissed me back passionately. “Yeah babe, we’ll
have to figure out how to decide who gets to be boss incase we both
want to on the same night.” He said trying to pin my arms down as he
slid on top of me. I quickly raised my hips and unbalanced him and
then rolled out and got on top of him, it was a simple Judo pinning
maneuver. “Simple, we wrestle for it.” I said gazing in his
sparkling eyes with a huge smirk.
“Ok, I wanna know why you didn’t try fucking me though,” He asked
with a strange gleam in his eye.
“I didn’t think you’d want me to.” I said letting him go to caress
his face. “Do you?”
“I don’t know, I know I don’t want it to hurt like it did back in
Gainesville.” Austin said kissing my hand. “But maybe if you went
real slow… I don’t know, I mean, I really like fucking you.” He said
with a sudden grin and a chuckle.
“I’m starting to get used to it too finally” I said with a deep
sigh.
“Ass monkey!” he said grinning
I leaned down to kiss him and lay down totally on top of him and
felt his hard cock poking my belly and his collar poking my face.
“This needs to go” I said removing it forcefully.”
“Well, I missed work today and you must be exhausted, we can discuss
all this tomorrow.” Austin said wrapping his arms around me and
rolling so he held me as we got into our sleeping positions.
“Let’s go brush our teeth, you taste like summer rolls, besides, I
gotta pee.” I said sliding out of bed and heading to the bathroom.
Austin came trotting up and hugged me tightly,
“A new house, IN ORLANDO!!!!!!!” He squealed before kissing the back
of my very sensitive neck. “And a pool, I can’t wait to fuck you in
the pool!” it might have sounded more… vulgar from someone else, but
from Austin’s mouth, it was poetry.
That night we kissed ourselves to sleep and I awoke the next morning
to a very sensual kissing on my neck and a pair of imploring hands,
seeking permission for him to make love to me as I woke up.
Permission was granted enthusiastically.
That day I hadn’t even gotten to lunch before I had a call from Ryan
and my Michael, both wanting to know what was going on, and then
Phil and Dan, and Glen called wanting more information about the
house. Which was amazing, as I had only mentioned it briefly to
Ryan… My Boy was calling everyone and going on about it. Marika and
I not only discussed that, but also we decided to ask Robert if he
wanted to be Manager of us, as he was the one closest to the music
industry. Besides I teased her, he was scared of us and we’d be able
to get him to do whatever we wanted anyways. To which she started
laughing and got a conspiratorial and in a small voice said, “I
know!!!!!!” to which we both roared.
Then we talked about a new bit I wanted to do with back up singers,
she had two girls from her Choir she said she’d ask. We could
practice Friday and Monday.
Mr. Riley came over to make sure I’d be over to his house for
Thanksgiving as Mrs. Tremere had chosen to have dinner there as he
had a much larger place. She’d been spending more and more time at
his house and they both seemed to be a lot happier. I’d already
invited my Mom over to Mrs.’ Tremere’s as we’d largely stopped
having big holidays since most of my larger family had either died
or had moved away.
Despite the extra work we were doing, and the additional income,
Austin and I were living like pauper’s trying to save for the move,
and to get something nice for Ryan and Michael’s wedding. Austin and
I drove to Orlando the next night to get his motorcycle which was
parked the full moon saloon and stopped at the Altamonte Mall on the
way back up. We looked around and couldn’t find anything that really
grabbed us. But it was fun shopping as a couple.
“Hey, Mom’s got a show this weekend out in New Smyrna, why don’t we
see if we can find a cool piece of art?” I said suddenly thinking of
it.
“Sure babe, but I know nuth’n about art; you gotta be the man on
this ok?” Austin asked.
“Yeah, we’ll start looking for us too! Christmas is going to be all
about out new house.” I said bumping into him.
Wednesday, Austin stayed up late baking pie after pie and I was glad
we bought a few extra pie tins so he wouldn’t run out. He also made
fresh bread and two apple crepe tortes that were gorgeous. The
apartment smelled awesome and when he came to bed later, I could
taste the cinnamon and nutmeg on his skin. I was fast asleep when
he’d finished cleaning up and crawled into bed. The next morning, I
got up early and made a full breakfast for us, we had a LOOOOOONG
thanksgiving ahead of us.
To be continued...
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Hey look, NO CLIFFHANGER!!!!!!!! Not really. And they’re happy… I
wonder how I can mess that up! Hehehehehe… 20 will be out soon.