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'Tis the Season - Part 2
by John Manning
Grabbing a light jacket on the way out David ran down the front stairs and out the front door. He needed to get over there to prove it to himself and see this up close. He made his way to the building next door. "Shit," thought David, "they have a security system. I don't even know the guy's name. Besides, if I ring the bell won't that bring him out of it? He needed to think of another way.He waited casually in front of the building until someone opened the door to leave. Walking up he said a quick, "good evening," and made his way inside. He took the elevator to the top floor and then around the hallways to where he thought the apartment would be. David narrowed it down to two possibilities and then made his way to the area off the front entry hall where the mailboxes were housed. He located the two prospects and quickly eliminated one. In the short time David had visual access to the apartment he never did see a woman living there. He saw an occasional woman there but she didn't seem to be a permanent resident. He assumed that things hadn't changed in the months since the drapes had been permanently drawn. Besides, the other mailbox contained just a man's name, Justin Brooks.
David returned to Justin's door only to find it locked. What to do now? He couldn't risk knocking and bringing Justin out of whatever "state" he was currently in. Returning to the front he located the Super's apartment number and found his way to the door. He knocked and waited for a response; no answer. He knocked again and waited. No answer again. He tried one more time. This time he heard the rattle of the doorknob.
When the door opened it was a guy in his late teens or early 20s that stood before David. He was thin and his unkept hair hung loosely from his head. "Hey, my folks aren't here right now," the guy said, "but if you write down what the problem is I'll give it to them when they get back."
"No," David responded quickly. "I need your help now. My friend Justin lives in 8G. He missed work on Friday and was supposed to be at his folks today. They've been trying to call him since Friday but there's no answer. They asked if I could come over here and see if everything's okay. You have to let me in so I can check."
"Man, I can't do that. My folks would freak if they knew I used a passkey to let you into someone's apartment."
David continued. "You can stay with me if you want but I need to find out if he's okay. I can call the police and get them to make you to let me in."
This exchange continued for a few more minutes but finally David knew he was winning when the kid's protests weren't coming as fast as they did at the beginning. "Fine, hold on. Let me get the key. But if he's not home we get out of there right away." David smiled to himself, victory.
The walk upstairs took an eternity to David. By the time they reached 8G his heart was racing a mile a minute. The sound of the key turning in the lock will forever be etched in David's mind. And as the door swung open David peered into the living room to see the neighbor, Justin, reclining just as he had seen from across the way. This was the moment his life changed forever.
"Wow," said the kid. "Is he dead?"
"I don't know, let me check." David approached the chair while the kid stayed near the door. Justin never even once turned his head to look. "Justin, can you hear me," said David upon reaching the right arm of the recliner.
"Yeah," came the far away response.
"Good," replied David. "Are you feeling okay?"
"Feeling fine. Very relaxed, calm............" was Justin's response.
David looked down at the resting man before him. He was dressed in sweatpants and his T-shirt was half off one shoulder but still around his head and other shoulder, as if he was interrupted while either putting it on or taking it off. This was a fantasy come true for David. He studied the small patch of skin he could see on the uncovered chest. He followed the thin line of hair as it made its way out from under the shirt and widened as it disappeared into the top of the sweats.
"Is he okay," David heard the voice from behind him say. "Should I call the paramedics?" Shit, what was he supposed to do with the kid now that he was inside the apartment?
"He's okay. Just a little out of it." David glanced back over his shoulder to see that the kid had closed the door and was standing in the entry hall. "Why don't you come over here and help me get him up?" David glanced back at Justin. "Justin, you want to stand up but you need our help. Everything is going to be fine if we help you stand up."
"Stand up, need your help," came Justin's response.
"I don't know. We really should call the paramedics." But the kid was slowly moving toward the duo and around to the far side of the chair.
"Justin, I want you to listen to my voice. You're going to be fine if you just concentrate on my voice."
"Listen to your voice......"
"You sure we should be lifting him," said the kid. "What was he doing staring out the window like that for anyway?" The kid took his place on the far side of the chair and leaned down to get under Justin's arm. He started to lift but stopped short, dropping Justin's shoulder back down into the chair. He stayed like that for a few seconds and then spoke. "Wow, you should see the Christmas lights on that balcony across the way." He looked back at Justin and David for a short time and then, remembering what he had started to do, got back under Justin's shoulder. He began to lift once more but almost as quickly he paused again and Justin fell back.
"You like the lights?"
"Yeah, never really seen anything like ‘em," said the kid but without the urgency in his voice that he seemed to have just a few minutes earlier when talking about calling the Paramedics. "Yes," mumbled Justin.
"Good, you just look at the lights and notice how relaxed they make you feel. Don't they make you feel relaxed Justin?" David called once again on his college psychology and some of the reading he had done during the preceding days when his fantasy was raging.
"Yes, relaxed.........."
"Just stare at the pretty lights and listen to my voice and let them guide you to an even more relaxed and comfortable place." It was David's theory that if the lights can do their job that well on their own, with a little bit of help he should be able to speed the process. The fact the kid was now staring out the window seemed to confirm David assumption. "Feel how with each breath you take the tension flows from your body. Concentrate on your breathing. Notice how it slows and deepens. In...out. In...out. Every exhale lets you go deeper and makes you more and more relaxed." David noticed the way both men now breathed in concert with the instructions he gave.
"In a second I'm going to count backwards from three to one. When I reach one you will allow your eyes to close and you will focus entirely on my voice. But don't worry; if it makes you feel better you will be able to see the pretty lights in your mind. Do you understand?"
"Yes," muttered Justin.
"Close my eyes and see the pretty lights," said the kid.
"Good," responded David. "Three, feeling very relaxed as you look at the colors of the lights. Two, your body feels heavy as all the tension continues to flow out. Your eyes are so heavy. One, eyelids closed and so relaxed; hearing only my voice."
Both men now had closed their eyes. The kid now sat on the floor beside the chair where Justin remained.
"Notice the way my voice makes you feel. Let it surround you with its warmth. Like a blanket on a cold winter's night."
David watched as Justin repositioned himself in the chair. He curled up in a fetal position on his side with his chin on his shoulder.
"Feel the way it washes over your body, like a thousand little fingers massaging you all at once."
David walked to the foot of the chair to see the kid seated with his knees to his chest. His head rested against the arm of the chair and a big smile burst from his face. In this position he gave David the impression of being even younger than he appeared earlier. David walked carefully over to the window and drew closed the drapes.
In David's mind Justin was the prize here and as innocent as the kid looked he did not fit into the fantasy that David had played in his mind for the last few days. David needed to get rid of him for the moment. But he might come in handy at some other time. He needed a way to bring him back to this place easily and quickly should he need to later on.
"I want you both to remember how you are feeling at this very minute. I want you to remember this warm, safe, comfortable place that only I can bring you to. When you awaken from this place you will not remember exactly what went on during your visit. However, whatever I tell you while you are here will become part of you. You don't need to remember it since it will seem as if it has always been. Do you understand?"
Both men nodded and the kid let out a low, "uh huh."
"Good. When you awaken you will see your friend David standing before you. You trust him completely as you know him to be the kind of person that would never cause you harm. You can tell him anything as you know him to be one of your closest confidants. And when he asks for your help you will readily give it as you know he would do the same for you." David paused to allow these thoughts to sink in. "When you know these things to be true slowly nod your head to show your acceptance."
David watched and waited for the sign. The kid was the first to show a gentle movement of the head but Justin sat motionless. Finally, a small movement; then are more gradual up and down motion began to emanate from Justin as well. By the time David gently touched the kid and whispered "good, you can stop now," David could make out a smile on Justin's face and the nod was unmistakable. When David touched Justin's exposed chest to let him know he could stop as well the skin was warm and soft to the touch and David liked the feeling of the flesh on his finger tips.
"One last thing before I return you to the waking state, you like this warm comfortable place that only David can take you and even though you don't remember it specifically you know that he has the ability to take you here again, at any time. When you hear him say Christmas Light Wonderland you will quickly and comfortably return to this pleasant state; only twice as warm, twice as comfortable, and twice as relaxed as you are now. When in your waking state you are around David, his presence will naturally fill you with a mild state of these same qualities. He is someone that generally makes you feel good just by being near him. When you know this to be true signify your acceptance."
The kid once again let out a breathless "uh huh" while Justin opted for throaty "yes".
David slowly counted them out and when he reached 5 both men had their eyes open and were looking at him intently.
"Wow, I must have slipped while trying to lift him up," said the kid
"What happened? David, what are you doing here?" exclaimed Justin. "Last I remember I had just gotten home from the gym and was about to get ready to head out to a party."
David was at first surprise that Justin knew his name, but then remembered that the instructions he had given had told them who would be standing there. It was a sign that things had worked.
David turned to the kid. "I think he'll be okay now. Thank you for your help and the secret of you letting me in here is safe with me. No one needs to know about it."
The kid smiled and turned. "Okay then, I'm glad it all worked out." He looked at Justin. "You've got a good friend here, you should see how panicked he was to get in here and help you out when he thought you might be in trouble." He looked back at David and smiled widely. "Let me know if you need anything else. You know where I live." This caused him to chuckle mildly and he turned and left.
"How long have you been here, I didn't even hear you guys come in?"
"Only a few minutes," replied David. "You woke up pretty quickly once we got here."
"What was that kid saying; you forced him to let you in?"
"Well, you looked like you were in trouble. I thought you might be dead or something."
"That's right, I forgot you live across that way," was the reply in a sudden burst of acknowledgement. Justin face looked to be deep in thought for a moment. "It's weird, you said I looked like I was in trouble but my curtains are closed. How did you know?"
David needed to think quickly, "I called earlier about going to the party and didn't get an answer to the phone or the buzzer. I saw your car downstairs so I knew you were here." David remembered seeing him driving a newer model BMW before.
"Wow, I guess I better start leaving those things open again so you can check up on me."
David smiled as he guessed he wouldn't have to worry about missing out on the twice daily shows again. "No problem, you know I'm here for you." David extended his hand in a friendly gesture however Justin read the gesture differently and grabbed on to use David as leverage to lift himself up out of the reclining chair. By doing so he caught a glimpse of his watch.
"Wow, is it really almost 8:30. I think it was around 6 the last I remember looking. I guess I'm going to be late."
"Why don't we just have a light dinner at my place and hang out? At this hour it's crazy to try and make it to some stuffy party. "
Justin considered the options and while at first he thought he should attend anyway, upon thinking about it some more he begrudgingly agreed. "Just let me change into something a little more presentable."
"Forget about it," David replied. "What good is it to just hang out if you can't be comfortable? Come on, it's just us."
"Fine," Justin said pulling the shirt back over his uncovered shoulder, "you asked for it. Lead on."
They made their way across the way with David planning the rest of the evening the whole way there. But those plans were quickly changed when they walked in the front door. David started to whip together something for dinner, something he always enjoyed doing for his ex. However when David offered a glass of wine Justin wanted beer; David had none. When David made a quick Bruschetta, Justin asked if there were any crackers; again, none was to be had. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all David thought. But wait, this time he might be able to change things. "Justin, have you seen my display of Christmas Light Wonderland on the balcony?"
Justin started to turn to look but his movement stopped partially through. His head slumped down to his chest and his eyes slowly closed. He fell back against the cushions of the sofa on which he was sitting and slowly began to fall to his side until his head rested comfortably on the seat. His knees slowly drew up until he was back in the fetal position of earlier.
"Justin, can you hear me?"
"Yes David."
"Good. I want you listen to me very closely. You like listening to me when I tell you things don't you?"
"Yes."
"Good. When I return you to the waking state I want you to remember something for me. You won't remember it was me that told you this but it will become something that happens naturally for you for now on. Is that okay?"
"Sure."
"That's very good Justin. From now on whenever I offer you something, whether you've tried it before or not, you will accept. Not only will you accept it, but after trying it you will discover that you like it very much and want more in the future. You may even grow to love it. When you have accepted the instructions I have just given to you let me know by indicating your approval."
Justin's face contorted slightly as he mulled over what was said and then relaxed to a pleasant calm. "I'm good," came the quiet response and his head slowly nodded its approval.
"Once again I'm going to count you back to the waking state. When you are fully awake you will no conscious memory of these instructions but they are now part of you and you will act accordingly." David had Justin sit up straight and slowly brought him out once again. As David contemplated the man before him he had a chance to really look him over and admire the body that up until this evening he had only seen from afar. David decided that Justin was more attractive up close and personal than across the divide of buildings. As the count inched closer to 5 David could have sworn he noticed a bulge in Justin's sweats that hadn't been there before. However he was far too close to waking Justin to investigate further and when he looked again he didn't see it. It was probably just his own fantasies catching up with him again. When he was sure Justin was wide awake he told him he did not have any crackers but thought he would really like the Bruschetta if he gave it a try.
"Okay, normally I don't go for stuff like that but I'll play along and give it a taste." He took a little nibble of the crunchy bread reminding David of the way a hamster might eat. Justin looked down at the rest of the food still in his hand and then quickly popped it into his mouth. "You know, that's not half bad. What did you say this stuff is called again?"
"Would I steer you wrong? You sure you won't take me up on the wine too. It goes really well with what you're eating."
"Fine, I put myself in your hands. Feed me!" David felt he sounded a bit like the plant from Little Shop of Horrors even if he didn't intend it.
The rest of the evening was pretty uneventful. They talked, laughed, and ate a pleasant dinner (no surprise there) and basically spent time like two old friends. It was as the night was wrapping up and he was getting ready to leave that Justin turned to David with a serious look on his face. "Listen, I'm gonna tell you something and I hope you don't get mad. I don't think you will because after our dinner and stuff I feel like I can tell you anything, but you have to promise me."
"Wow, why so serious all of the sudden?"
"You have to promise."
"Okay fine, I promise I won't get mad."
"I probably shouldn't tell you this but when you first moved in I didn't like you too much. In fact, I didn't like you at all. I got the feeling you were spying on me from over here."
"I kind of knew that."
"You did, then how come you're being such a good friend tonight? I mean based on what I thought about you I thought for sure you'd be a real jerk; that I couldn't be in the same room for more than a few minutes without me punching your lights out." They both laughed at that, if not for the reason to relieve the awkward silence that followed the admission than anything else.
"Well then, since I had to promise you now you have to promise me the same thing. If I tell you something in return you have to promise me not to get mad back."
"Come on, it can't be worse than what I just said and you didn't freak out at that."
"Fine, remember you promised." Justin looked confused. "I actually was spying on you from over here. You see I'm gay and you were giving quite a show when I first moved in."
"I KNEW IT!" There was another long pause. "Then how come we're like being all friendly tonight? I mean you haven't tried to make a move on me once. I mean, you're being a pretty cool guy making me dinner and all."
"What, are you disappointed?" They laughed again. "Besides, what was I supposed to do; when you walked into my condo I was supposed to try and attack you?" David put on his best mocking voice. "Come here Justin. You sure do have pretty lips; how about I give you a big wet kiss?" This time only David laughed.
"I don't know, I've never kissed a guy before but if I was going to try it I wouldn't mind it being with you."
The response caught David off guard. He wasn't sure if Justin was serious or not and decided to play it cool and ignore it.
Justin took a step forward and removed a good bit of the space between them. "Come on, don't back out now. I mean that was a legit offer wasn't it?"
David didn't know what to do. "Are you serious; is this something you really want to try?"
Justin just smiled.
"Okay, if you really want to try it. I mean I don't want to force you into something you don't want to do."
David now moved in as well until they stood face to face. He slowly put his hand behind Justin's head and gently pulled him forward. Their lips touched and David tried to be as sensual as possible. First using only light pecks but then slowly moving to something a little longer and more intense. The whole time he gently massaged the back of Justin's neck.
It probably only lasted a minute or two but in David's recent world of loneliness it seemed to go on forever. When the two separated David looked closely for a response in Justin's eyes.
"Weird, that wasn't what I thought it would be like," was what Justin said. "I mean the beard stubble was kind of strange at first."
"Well you didn't punch me so I guess it didn't freak you out too much." They both laughed again. "I hope it doesn't destroy our friendship."
Justin smiled at him. "Nah, it will take more than that to wreck it." Just as quickly though the smile turn to a bit of a snarl, "but this might." And with that Justin's mouth was on his again. This time far more aggressively than David had been. Following Justin's lead David decided to return in kind and the two began to wrestle, both with their tongues and bodies. It was only when they lost their balance and fell onto the sofa that they stopped. Justin looked down to David below him, "I could get used to that."
"Oh you think so do you?" And with that David began the next round which took them onto the floor and had them both out of their shirts.
"Wow, first dinner and now this. I've have got to learn not to turn things down when they are offered."
Justin's words hit home with David as he remembered back to the instructions he had given earlier in the evening. He thought about uttering the phrase to place Justin back in his trance but he was enjoying this far too much and that thought quickly left his mind. In fact, if Justin was truly unable to turn down anything David offered he decided to take it a step further. He pushed himself up looking down on Justin. There was lust in Justin's eyes. "I think you like that. Well, if you liked that one than let me try something else. And if you like it maybe you'll feel like returning the favor."
David reached down to untie the cord on Justin's sweatpants. The bulge he thought he had noticed before seemed once again to be front and center. Justin made a half hearted attempt to stop his efforts but quickly relented and allowed David access. He even lifted his hips slightly as David slid the sweats down his legs to reveal the tight white boxer briefs he wore beneath. "So that was the reason I couldn't get a good read on the hard-on. He had it tightly constrained," he thought to himself. But it sure did look good stretching the smooth white cotton and creating a growing mound between Justin's legs. David leaned forward attempting to put as much of the package within his lips as possible. The rush of air being drawn over his cock and balls by each of David's rapid breaths made Justin moan in pleasure as he closed his eyes to enjoy the feeling. Those breaths were having an effect on David as well as with each inhale David could make out the intoxicating musky aroma of Justin's manhood. He began to work his way up and down Justin's phallus, with each pass making the cotton more and more moist. It wasn't long before it wasn't just David adding to the wetness. This was turning out better then David could have ever hoped and when he stopped to catch a breath he looked up to see Justin smiling down at him.
"Damn, what have I been missing with you living across from me all this time?" David dug his fingers under the waistband of Justin's shorts and slowly applied pressure. Once again Justin lifted his hips and the boxer briefs slide smoothly down to join the sweats, getting stuck just momentarily as they attempted to pass over Justin's now fully engorged dick. Once free of its confines it sprang forward to stick straight up from Justin's body. David wasted no time in wrapping his hand around it and repositioning his body for a better angle. Now readjusted he slowly lowered his mouth around the waiting tool and went to work once again. Justin's hands were quickly positioned on the back of David's head and he slowly worked his fingers through David's hair. David worked Justin with a vigor he hadn't felt in a long time. Bringing him slowly up to the brink and then forcing him back down without the chance for release, each time bringing him closer to the edge without letting him get all the way there.
"Okay a deal's a deal," he heard Justin exclaim as he felt the man beneath him start to shift.
Without moving his pelvis from David's face, Justin swung around so he was similarly positioned to David. He began to fumble with David's belt and then undo his slacks. He pulled the pants and underwear down in a single motion and then watched as David's cock came into view. Justin wasn't quite sure he was ready for this but he felt he had to try. David was giving him pleasure the likes of which he had never known and he had to at least attempt it. He took a deep breath and tentatively touched his tongue to the tip. David stopped what he was doing to look down. At the moment of contact Justin froze momentarily but then moved his tongue around rest of the head. He could taste a slightly salty flavor as he pulled his tongue back into his mouth. "Not that bad," he thought to himself. He thought hard trying to remember all the best blow jobs he had ever received and tried to figure out what he would need to do to recreate those feelings for David. He realized that a goodly number of the memories now flooding his brain were those being administered by David. When he moved forward again it was without hesitation and while he may not have been able to do everything he wanted, he tried his best. And with each attempt he managed to get more and more of David into his mouth and to use his tongue to get lower and lower down David's shaft. David could feel the cum in his balls start to churn and he went back to work on Justin once more. He wanted them to cum together and he knew he could get Justin to shoot at just the right moment if he started now.
As he started to near the point at which he knew he would unload, David looked down at Justin and spoke softly. "I'm going to shoot so unless you want my cum in your mouth you better stop now and finish things off with your hand."
Justin stopped to consider what he had just heard but then just as quickly dismissed it and went back to work. He was enjoying this much more than he ever dreamed possible and the thought of tasting David's full load in his mouth was now something he wanted to experience more than anything.
As he felt the moisture of Justin's mouth working his shaft once again David had his answer and increased the speed at which he was moving his hips to meet Justin's face. At the same time he slowly began to massage Justin's tight buttocks. As David felt himself near the point of no return he worked his way closer and closer to Justin's sphincter. Just as he was about to shoot himself David plunged his middle finger into the waiting hole. The shock and then pleasure Justin felt sent him over the edge just at the moment he felt David begin to fill his mouth. He tried to take in as much as he could but some began to overflow his mouth and dribble down the sides. David, or course, swallowed everything Justin had to offer and the feeling of David's throat contracting around his rapidly subsiding dick acted like a milking machine squeezing out every last drop.
Justin was exhausted, but exhilarated at the same time. He crawled up so he could look at David face to face and gently ran the very tips of his fingers down David's chest. For some reason all he could do was start to laugh. It wasn't just a little snicker either; it was a full bodied chortle. David was startled but decided to wait it out. When Justin finally regained his composure he looked at David once again.
"So, what did you think of dessert," questioned David.
"Anything else you feel like serving me in the future is fine by me. That is unless of course you feel like making the same dish again. I don't think I'll ever get tired of dinner at your house."
With that Justin wrapped his arms around David and pulled him in tight. Later that evening they moved to the bedroom but Justin stayed the night and was ready to go again come daybreak. David was more than happy to offer him breakfast as well.
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* 'Tis the Season - Part 2
04:04 on 2010-01-03
MORE!!! i cummed a massive load reading this!!!
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* 'Tis the Season - Part 2
19:42 on 2010-01-05
Please continue this storyline, maybe involving the kid as well.
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