Tangled - Part Seventeen

(Part 1 from 2. Fiction.)

*****FORTY-THREE : Together Again.

Kevin was waiting for us in the hall, a bag at his feet. He grinned at me when he saw us come in from the terrace, arm in arm.
“I took the liberty of packing your things, big brother.” He said with a smile. “It’s about time you went home.”
“Thanks, Kev.” Lee said. “I’m sorry for all the trouble.”
“No problem.” Kevin said. “Just glad to be rid of you, is all. You’re David’s problem now.”
“Thanks!” Lee said.

“Kevin, thank you for everything.” I said. “When will we see you again?”
“In a couple of days, I guess.” He answered. “Jacob gets back tomorrow and then he can take care of those dogs. And good luck to him, they’re monsters. And I need to get back to Derek, if you know what I mean.”

He gave me a broad wink.
“Good.” I said as I picked up Lee’s bag. “We’ll see you then.”

I led Lee out to the car and settled him in the passenger seat. I gave Kevin a hug and thanked him again.
On the drive home, Lee laid his hand on my thigh and gripped it tightly. I could tell that he was a little nervous about being in the car but he controlled it.

“I see that you and Kevin have made up.” I said.
“Had no choice.” He said. “He sort of barged in and took over from Jack. But I’m glad he did. We’re good now.”
“I’m happy for you.” I said.
“Thank you Davey.” He whispered.
“For what?” I asked.

“For loving me, for putting up with me, for coming for me, for . . not giving up on me.”
“I told you; I dreamed about that ages ago and in the dream you told me never to give up on you.” I said. “And I’m not going to, ever.”
“I wish I could see you again.” He whispered. “Even for a second. I’d give anything just to see you once more.”

I took his hand up from my thigh and placed it on my face.
“You can see me every day.” I said. “Anytime you want.”
“It’s not the same.” He said sadly. He dropped his hand back to my thigh. “It’s just not the same.”

I made a vow to myself then and there, that I would do everything in my power, no matter what the cost; to give him his sight back.

At home, I settled him on the couch and went upstairs and unpacked his bag. Then I called Danny.
“Hi.” I said. “Look, I really need you and Jack to come over right now.”
“What’s wrong?” Danny asked quickly.
“Nothing really.” I replied. “I just need you guys, okay?”
“We’ll be right there.” He hung up.

I made some coffee and by the time I’d finished, the doorbell rang. They must have run the four blocks, I thought.
I opened the door and Danny rushed in closely followed by Jack.

“What’s wrong?” Danny asked. “You sounded weird on the phone.”
“Nothing.” I said and led them into the living room.
“Don’t lie to me.” Danny said as he followed me. “I know when you’re lying . . !”

Lee smiled in our direction and lifted his hand in greeting.
“Hi guys!” He said jovially, cutting Danny off mid-sentence. He froze and his face went white.

Jack stopped dead and his eyes opened wide.
“Oh shit!” He breathed and spun around and headed for the door. Danny gasped and dropped his eyes to the floor.
“Hold it right there.” I said. Jack stopped in his tracks and turned and faced me slowly.
“In the kitchen now; both of you. We need to talk. Privately!” I said sternly.

They meekly filed into the kitchen, casting sidelong glances at Lee who sat smiling smugly.
In the kitchen, Danny spun to face me.

“He made us promise not to tell. “ He began softly. “He said he’d kill me if I said anything . . !”
“Yeah!” Jack whispered. “It’s his fault not ours, so if you want to blame someone, blame him.” He pointed in the direction of the living room.
“I can hear you.” Lee’s voice came to us through the open door.
“Lee? Can it!” I said loudly. “This is between them and me.”
“Okay! Sorry.” Lee came back.

“It’s his fault . . !” Jack insisted.
“Jack? Shut up, will you?” I said firmly.
Jack shut his mouth quickly and shrank back from me.

“Davey, I’m sorry but . . !” Danny began but I held my hand up to silence him. He closed his mouth with a snap.
“Right!” I said. “There are a couple of things I need to say to the two of you.”

Their faces fell and I smiled inwardly at their discomfort. Danny sank onto a kitchen stool while Jack shrugged and shoved his hands deep into his pockets.
“Jack.” I began. His face became tense with the anticipated dressing down he thought he was about to get. “I want you to cook for us this evening. A nice meal that we can enjoy together, as a family. Unfortunately, Kevin and Derek can’t be here so it’s just the four of us. I probably won’t have time to cook and I don’t want to eat out.”

His eyes opened wide in surprise and he opened his mouth to say something.
“Let me finish!” I continued without stopping. “Danny; I need you to run The Gallery on your own for a while longer. I’m not going back to work until I can get things organized here.”
There was a short silence.

“Is that it?” Jack said surprised.
“What about . . ?” Danny said and pointed in the direction of the living room.
“What about what?” I asked.
“Well?” Danny said. “What about Lee?”
“What about him?”
“Well, I expected you to be . . you know . . mad at us . . !” He finished lamely.

I looked at the two of them and smiled inwardly. God, they were adorable.
“Well.” I said. “Aside from the fact that you both lied to me along with Kevin and Derek, and apart from the fact that my life has been a living hell these past months; no, I’m not mad at you.”
“You’re not?” Danny said.
“Davey!” Lee’s voice came to us. “Leave them alone. It’s not their fault.”


“Maybe not.” I said loudly. “But they owe me, big time.”
“Don’t worry.” Danny said with a grin. “We’re on it.”
“Yeah right.” Jack said and then he turned to Danny. “Come lover, we need to go shopping for groceries.”

After they had gone, I sat next to Lee and snuggled up close to him.
“That was nasty.” He said with a small laugh. “I bet they were terrified out of their wits.”
“I wish you could have seen their faces when they saw you here.” I said.

“So do I, my sweet.” He said sadly. “So do I.”
In that moment, even though I was there, I could tell that he felt very lost and very alone.

*****FORTY-FOUR : LOVE AND PASSION.

After a wonderful meal cooked by Jack and Danny, we relaxed with coffee in the living room and talked. We discussed our plans for the next couple of days and decided on a routine. Lee and I would stay home and get accustomed to a new and different lifestyle, taking his blindness into account. When Lee was ready, he decided that he would go back to work but in an advisory capacity. He would leave the running of his firm to Kevin and Derek, who would be made a full partner. Jack had been working at the up market restaurant for a while now. Danny was a little peeved because Jack had to work shifts and sometimes they hardly saw each-other but as I said to Danny. “You can’t have everything so be happy!”

As it was getting a little late, I signaled for Danny and Jack to leave and they obligingly departed quickly. I wanted Lee to myself; I wanted to be with him and to love him. Plainly speaking, I wanted him, period.
I stood and pulled him from the couch.

“What have you got in mind?” He whispered. “Or need I ask?”
“What a question!” I said.
“A secret for you!” He said. “I’m so hot for you, I’ve had a hard on all evening.”
“So have I.” I replied as I dragged him up the stairs. “I can’t wait for you anymore.”

As soon as I was through the bedroom door, I stripped my clothes off in record time. I turned to Lee who had only removed his shirt and was trying to undo his jeans and kick off his shoes at the same time. My dick was rock hard and pulsing and I watched as a large drop of pre-come squirted out and dropped to the floor. I went to him, took his hand and clasped it around my throbbing shaft. He gasped suddenly and threw his head back.

He let me go, tore open his jeans and his huge throbbing cock popped out. He shuddered violently and then he came copiously. His hips jerked uncontrollably as long strings of his juice shot from his swollen rod and splattered to the floor. He groaned long and hard as spurt after spurt streamed out of him. I was fascinated and counted eleven strong jets of semen, until finally the last couple of spurts ran down his shaft onto his balls.

It hung there for a second and then slowly dropped down to the floor in a long stretched out string. The sight of it turned me on so much that I was ready to come as well. I concentrated on the intense feeling in my cock and stared at his dripping, rock hard, throbbing shaft. I watched the last few drops of come run out of him and drop to the floor. I placed my hands either side of my pubic hair and pushed my dick down slightly with my thumbs at the base of the shaft.

Lee, his breathing fast and ragged, tensed his cock and it jumped up and another small stream of semen ran out of it, down his shaft and slowly dripped to the floor. Suddenly, without warning, I came. I arched my back and thrust my pelvis forward and let loose my own shots of semen. It splattered on the floor over Lee's copious load. My hips jerked violently as I released stream after stream. Finally, I felt the last few spurts of come run down my shaft and onto my balls.

"Holy shit! That was quite something!" I breathed and quickly explained what had happened.
He shuffled forward towards me, his jeans still around his thighs and I went to meet him. He reached down and fumbled for my cock. He milked it for a dribble of semen and then he lifted his fingers to his mouth and licked them.
"Hmm!" He sighed. "I've missed that!"

He pulled his jeans off while I went to get a cloth to clean up the mess we'd made on the floor. He made his way to the bed and flopped down naked, his dick now drooping a little. I quickly wiped up the semen from the floor and threw the cloth into the laundry. I joined him on the bed. He rolled onto his side and faced me blindly.

"Well!" He said softly. "That was pretty intense. I was so turned on, I couldn’t help myself!"
"Me too. Watching you let loose like a fire hose was pretty awesome." I grinned.
"If you think I'm done for the night, think again!" He said with a laugh.
"Nope!" I said. "I don't think that at all. I'm not done yet either."

"At least the initial excitement is over. Now we can relax and really make love." He whispered.
He reached up and his fingers touched my face. He ran a fingertip down the scar on my cheek.
"You and I are damaged goods, as you said!" He smiled sadly. "I've lost my boyish good looks!"

"No!" I countered and ran my fingers across his face. "No! I love it. It's a flaw, and often a flaw enhances beauty. I know, I photograph it all the time. Your attractiveness is even more alluring. It makes you look rakish and dangerous."
"Really?" He smiled. "Rakish, huh? I think I like that. I haven’t actually seen it but I've been seriously thinking of having it fixed."
"Please don't." I said. "I wouldn't want you to. I love you just as you are, and I wouldn't change a thing."

He thought for a minute and then smiled. "Okay! You win. It stays."
"Thank-you!" I said.
"It will probably fade over time anyway." He said.

He stroked my face and hair.
"God, I’ve missed you so much. When I thought I'd lost you, I died inside." I said softly.
"I know!" He whispered. "I missed you too. My heart broke a little more each day we were apart. I'm so sorry for everything, Davey, so, so sorry!"
"It's over now and what's important is that I have you back!" I smiled.

He moved closer and kissed me, a long lingering gentle kiss that thrilled me to my core. His hand ran down my body to my hip, which he caressed gently. I lay my hand on his chest and teased his chest hair. He broke the kiss and rolled onto his back and pulled me on top of him, my thighs dropped either side of his. Our groins slid against each-other warmly. He pulled my face down to his and kissed me again. His hands went down my back and he gently massaged my ass cheeks. He pushed his pelvis up into mine and I felt his cock spasm and fill out rapidly. Mine responded quickly and soon I felt the slick wetness of our freely flowing pre-come.

He groaned softly into my mouth as he kissed me, and his entire body shuddered with passion. He gently nibbled on my bottom lip and then pulled away. I rested my weight on my elbows on either side of his head and looked down into his beautiful but marred face. His lips parted and he sighed. He ground his pelvis up into mine slowly as I bent my head and kissed his nipples. I gently bit at them and they sprang up into hard round bumps.

He moaned softly and pushed my pelvis down against his with his hands on my ass cheeks. I rose up into a kneeling position above him, lifted my butt up and reached behind me to grasp his incredibly hard, dripping cock. I positioned myself over it and slid down onto him. He gasped as his shaft sank into me and his hips shuddered. I rode down his shaft until I felt his balls right up against my butt, then I started to move and rotate my hips over him. He grasped my ass cheeks and lifted me up and then pulled me down again onto his hardness. He slowly matched his thrusts to my movements. It was slow and languid, and the pressure of our climaxes built up little by little.

He kept his blank eyes on mine even though I knew he couldn’t see me, a small smile on his parted lips. I lowered myself down onto his chest and placed my hands either side of his face. I bent and kissed his brow, his cheeks, his eyes and nose and then I found his lips and kissed him open mouthed. He groaned and his body shuddered again. I broke our kiss and whispered. "I love you so much."

He smiled and said. "I know, and I love you more than anything in the world."

Suddenly, his eyes widened and he gasped. His hips started to jerk under me, then he arched his back up into me and threw his head back and howled. Deep inside me, I felt the hot flood of his semen and I came. My cock, trapped between our bodies, let loose streams of milky fluid as I felt him unload into me.

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