Chapter 12

Scott opened the envelope and read the long note inside. Tears welled up in his eyes as he read the words he knew that he would find, even before he opened it. His heart was glad that Mike was here, but it too felt the loss of not having Randy there.

The words were not any great prose. They were the simple words of a young man who had made a choice, despite the hopes of his heart, and the dreams of his mind. They told him of his love for Scott, of his appreciation for having known him, but they also spoke of how he knew that Scott needed to be with Mike, not with him, and how his presence would never allow them to become true partner’s in life. It was simple and true, but it still hurt.

Scott had tears rolling down his cheeks as he finished. He looked up to find Mike standing beside him, his strong arms draped over his shoulder, holding him tight. The crowd of deplaning passengers passing around them, staring in some cases, in most just passing by ignoring the two tear stained men.

Scott managed a thin smile and then finally he got himself together. Well, he really hadn’t expected Randy to stay long, but he would of liked to have seen him one last time. He raised his head to stare into Mike’s eyes, where he saw an never ending pool of love and compassion and he knew that this was what he wanted.

The drive to his home and the subsequent wonder by Mike at the rather spacious home managed to bring back Scott’s mood of happiness. He enjoyed showing him around the place, showing off his collection of tiny knick knacks that he collected, his civil war chess set, and even his collection of boy magazines. Mike got a real chuckle out of the collection of ‘In Touch’ and ‘Inches’ magazines, and a quick grope followed their discovery in the book case.

For the first time since getting home, Scott felt complete and they discussed the new arrangements. Mike was careful to listen to the plans, and he smiled knowing that Scott was flying high on his new found freedom. Most of this he had heard over the phone during their numerous conversation, but to be here, to see it all in Scott’s face brought a warm feeling to him.

They sat on the couch, talking and just getting back to knowing each other. There wasn’t a second when one wasn’t touching the other, in some manner. Scott would brush up against Mike during the tour, and would feel a slight tremor in his body each time.

The two sat there, and finally Scott just couldn’t hold back any longer. He moved himself closer and taking Mike’s hand he rose up from the couch.

Mike could see the urgent desire in Scott’s face and he laughed. Scott wasnt too happy until Mike pulled him close to his large frame, crushing him into his body, and wrapping his arms around Scott’s smaller body. He could smell Scott, and the sudden rush of that scent brought about an equally sudden rise in certain parts of Mike’s body that Scott couldn’t help but notice. It was his turn to start laughing and the ice had finally been broken.

At last they were themselves, the fears and uncertainties no longer hovering over them. Mike kissed Scott several times, tasting his salty lips and making scott moan softly more than once. Scott returned the favor, kissing Mike in some not so common places. He loved it when he started to kiss Mike’s ear, and then flicked his tongue into the lobe, which brought a strangled cry from Mike, not to mention a squirming movement of his body.

Words became less as they both started to feel the emotion of their hearts take hold. No longer shy, no longer reticent, the two started exploring the other. It was a strange dance that their hands wove, moving this way and that, keeping out of the way of the other’s probing hands.

Finally, they broke apart, looking deep in each other’s eyes. Mike could feel it now, his own body was aching everywhere. His arms felt the strange tingling sensation, as if the blood was tickling his skin. His legs seemed on the verge of quivering, and his stomach muscles were tightly holding his gut in check.

Scott could feel the changes in his body. He marveled at how much love he could see, as if it was something physical. For a brief second or two he felt like he could reach out with his hand and actually touch the love that he could feel coming from Mike’s soul. It made him tremble with excitement, to think that here, right across from him, was a real man who wanted him.

This wasn’t a feeling he had ever experienced before. Yes, he thought he had that type of feeling before, even with Randy but sitting here, his shirt undone to his belly, mike’s shirt open all the way, he knew that at no other time did he feel so much want and desire as that coming from Mike.

Vocal words were no longer needed. Scott gingerly reached out with one hand, to lightly brush his fingers across Mike’s red full lips. He could feel the warmth and his eyes just seemed to melt as they continued to peer into Mike’s shimmering eyes. His heart quickened its beat slightly as he moved his fingers across the lips, then down one side of mike’s face, travelling down the firm jaw line, then under the chin. He could feel the early signs of mike beard, and it felt wonderful to him.

His hand moved slowly down the underside of the chin and down the long neck, feeling each swallow that mike took. It made him shiver slightly, and brought his heart up another notch. He smiled as his brain registered the pure joy that he was feeling, his eyes still gazing into Mike’s.

Scott’s finger slowly moved down the center of Mike’s exposed chest, twirling the small wiry bristles of the dark hair. He could feel each strand as he moved down, and then his finger moved to the side, while Mike’s hands lightly held onto his waist. His finger moved across the chest now, feeling the skin move with each slow breath, and now it gently came across the large pink nipple.

As soon as his finger tip touched the soft tissue, he could feel a change. It was like someone had suddenly charged the air with volts of electricity. He felt Mike’s hands grip his waist tightly, as if in a spasm. The soft pink nipple suddenly became hard and erect, and his groin ache started to register more prominently in his brain.

His body swayed and he could feel the solid grasp of Mike’s hands around his hips. He felt them pull inwards slightly, and he took a step closer. Their eyes were still locked onto each other but he could see Mike’s starting to glaze over ever so slightly.

Mike’s breathing was still under control but he could feel his blood starting to pulse with the nearness of Scott. His eyes could just focus on the deep blue liquid pools of Scott’s eyes and it just seem to have a hypnotic effect on his soul. He groaned very softly, and as the last gasp of the groan left his mouth, his body trembled under the touch of Scott’s finger.

Scott bent down slowly, his hair brushing past Mike’s mouth, and Mike kissed the top of it lightly, sending a jolt throughout Scott’s wiry body. Mike felt a wet warmth around his chest, and he could feel Scott kissing his perfectly erect nipple. Then he could feel the raspy pressure of Scott’s tongue as it flicked out and licked him, all around his hard nipple.

The feeling of Mike’s body trembling under his lips, made Scott feel excited. His whole body seemed to tense up as he lightly licked at the nipple, then he carefully ran his teeth against the hard flesh, pushing against the nipple, moving it, then carefully surrounding it with his teeth, ever so gently tickling it with his teeth. He bit down, lightly but just enough to grip the firm flesh, and he felt Mike’s hands move from his hips to wrap themselves around his back and pull him tightly up against his body.

Mike could feel his penis stretching his levi’s outwards. He was sure he could feel Scott’s thigh muscle tighten as his penis pressed up against it. Damn he wished he was naked, but he couldn’t move. His whole body twitched as Scott flicked his tongue out once more to tickle his nipple, but now his hand was also squeezing the other nipple, making it twist in his grasp.

His whole body was shaking by the soft gentle presence of Scott’s mouth on one nipple and his hand on the other when Scott suddenly moved his mouth over to the other side, biting down quickly on the nipple there. He let out a loud moan, as his heart skipped a beat, then another, by the sudden switch. He felt the air moving across the now unattended nipple, cooling it and yet raising its temperature. He felt his knees wobble slightly as Scott’s hand found the moist nipple and squeezed it just as his other nipple was flicked by the raspy tongue of Scott.

Mike moved his hands off of Scotts back and had them clenching Scott’s shoulders. He pressed his fingers into the flesh, feeling the flesh give to his pressure as his body groaned with the light assualt on his chest. His breathing was becoming difficult as Scott again changed direction, now licking the other nipple, then back to nibbling on the other, then back. His whole body swayed back and forth to the motion.

Scott could feel mike’s chest heaving and just as he had started, he stopped. Slowly he raised his head to stare lovingly into Mike’s dark eyes. They looked at each other, for what seemed an eternity then mike slowly moved his face forward and they kissed deep and long.

Each one tasting the other, each one pressing their tongues deep down into the other’s mouth. Together the two tongues touched at the lips, as if kissing each other, then one would give briefly for the other to soar deep down inside, then as it pulled back the other would race forward to fill the other’s mouth. Back and forth the two tongues danced together, tasting every inch of the mouth, feeling the intake of breath with each heave of the chest.

The dance was short lived and ever so slowly the two faces pulled slightly apart. The eyes opened to once more stare into the other pair of eyes. They just stood there, wrapped together in blissful harmony. Mike’s hands now down to Scott’s ribs, while Scott’s rested on top of Mike’s shoulders.

He could feel Mike’s body heaving, and he knew his own was doing a similiar reaction. There was so much love in those eyes, his heart couldn’t seem to get enough. The house could be falling down around him for all he cared, all he wanted to do was to be in Mike’s arms and be able to stare into those deep liquid pools of love.

His heart was still pounding hard inside his chest, but Scott could feel it slowing down back to a regular beat as he continued to stare into Mike’s soul. He felt a soft warm blanket wrapping itself around his whole body and he knew that this was the man for him, the man he wanted by his side forever.

Mike couldn’t explain it, not even if his life depended on it. His whole body ached from desire. He couldn’t imagine not being with Scott, and yet just a few short months ago he had been thinking that there was nothing for him in life but work. He had doubted that he would ever find someone to share his life with, and yet here he was, in the arms of a man who made his heart palpitate with joy and excitement, just at the mere mention of his name.

It had been a long road for Scott in such a short time, and yet here he was, embarking on a journey he hoped would last a lifetime. A large warm smile crossed his face and it seemed to simply melt through Mike’s glazed eyes, bouroughing itself deep into Mike’s soul. Mike’s body trembled under the pressure and a small tear formed at the corner of his eye.  His hand reached out, to gently run along the flat washboard stomach, gently touching the soft pale skin, feeling the muscles roll under his touch.

Mike’s whole body was a mass of trembling muscles. Every thought in his mind was now centered on the young firm body before his eyes. He could think of nothing else, just of Scott and how wonderful it felt to touch that perfect milky white skin, a slight bronze tinge from the sun making it look so damn inviting.

He didn’t know how long he could stay on his feet, the mere touch of Scott’s flesh against his hands was causing his legs to wobble even more. His arms felt like lead weights, he was slowly losing control of his limbs and yet he couldn’t move. His eyes were locked into Scott’s and he couldn’t believe the wonderful feeling of peace that was coursing through his entire body. His lips licked themselves as he saw the glimmering blue of Scott’s eyes. His hand was resting on Scott’s waistband, right near the pant button and automatically it just seemed to move to the button and pop it open.

Scott could feel the pressure of mike’s hand against his belly and his knees started to shake a little. He could tell what was coming next and the anticipation was making him a nervous wreck. It was what he wanted, and needed, yet he wanted to do more. As his pant button was released he moved his one hand down to grip Mike’s.

He brought the hand up his chest, making it move against his flesh, making it feel his skin as he pulled it upwards to his head. His eyes not leaving Mike’s for one second. The feeling of Mike’s strong hand, moving up past his belly, past his stomach and between his pecs made him swallow hard. His chest ached from the rapid breathing, and he was starting to feel beads of perspiration on his forehead as the hand came upwards.

Scott lowered his eyes briefly, as he took Mike’s hand and brought it up to his mouth. Gently he kissed the back of the hand, and his eyes now riveted their attention back to mike’s face. He could see a small tear trickling down one corner, rolling down the cheek now and he felt his heart sigh deeply in his body.

He took the hand and gently he held it, then slowly he led Mike from the living room and up the stairs towards the bedroom. His love needed to be fullfilled, and it wasn’t going to be on the living room floor, least not this first time, not for this start to his new found life.