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David's Initiation: The Recovery 30
Dave sat straight up in bed and looked around the room. "Paul?"
Over the many months since his death, Paul had frequently visited from his former lover and partner and they talked about many things. Dave could always see Paul's image either at the foot of the bed or sitting on one corner of the mattress. But ever since Tony came into Dave's life, Paul had been absent.
"Paul?" Dave asked again. Something felt different tonight. He could feel Paul's presence but he couldn't see him.
"I'm here, David." Dave held his breath for a moment then relaxed. Then he became tense.
"Where, I can't see you." Dave's nervousness increased.
"I love you, Babe.
"I love you to. Why can't I see you?"
"Think back a few years. Remember that time when you and my dad went riding and sat on horseback on top of the hill?"
Dave thought for a moment, that was quite a while ago and he had to search his memory bank. "Yes..." he answered hesitantly.
"Remember what Dad said?"
A knot began to form in the pit of Dave's stomach. He remembered the conversation but he'd stored it in the deepest recesses of his mind hoping it would never resurface. Dave's shoulders drooped and his eyes got misty. The knot began to grow.
"He said... he said that some day I'd... I'd have to... let you... go."
"Yes." Paul answered quietly, his voice filled with sadness. The reply hit Dave hard.
"This is that time, isn't it," Dave said slowly, softly, sadly with resignation.
"Yes."
"Oh Paul..." Dave sighed. "I love you." A tear dribbled down his cheek.
"I know, Babe, I love you too... and so does Tony. He loves you just as much as I do. You've let him into your life and you can trust him. Now let him deep into your heart. I know you love him and you two will share a long life together... I promise. You don't need to worry about losing him like you did me. I love you David." Paul paused for a moment then continued. "Now it's time for me to go."
"Oh Paul! Don't go, I'll miss you!" Dave sobbed.
"I know, Babe, but I'll be watching... and you and Tony will take care of each other. I love you sweetheart..." Paul's voice faded away.
"Oh Paul! PAUL!" Dave shouted as he buried his head in his hands. He suddenly felt weak and empty. The knot in his stomach had expanded into his chest.
"Dave, what's wrong? It's..." Tony looked at the clock, "it's only 3:18." Dave felt Tony's strong, right arm wrap around his shoulder. "What's the matter, Babe, tell me what's wrong," Tony's voice conveyed his deep concern and he held Dave tighter.
"Oh Tony," Dave sobbed, he could barely speak. He turned, pressed his face into Tony's chest, wrapped both arms around him, and together they fell back onto the bed. Dave pulled Tony tightly against him as though he was making sure Tony wouldn't leave. And after a few moments Dave rolled onto his back and pulled and wrestled until Tony was on top and between his legs. Dave lifted his head and brought their lips together as his hands began roaming, almost franticly, all over Tony's body.
Tony was still struggling to cast off his sleepiness and concluded that Dave was in one of his playful moods. That was always a turn-on. He began to harden and his precum began to leak. Dave was already hard. Then he felt Dave's hand wrap around his erection.
"Fuck me!" Dave whispered quietly, demandingly into his ear. "Please!"
Tony was confused. That was a term that had faded from their vocabularies over the past weeks as they quickly transitioned into lovemaking. This was a 'Dave' he'd not known before. "What?" He asked.
"Please, take me," Dave begged softly.
Tony felt Dave's hand pulling, massaging his erect penis. Dave slid Tony's foreskin back to release an ample supply of his natural lubricant. Then he used Tony's cock like an applicator and spread the fluid around his entrance. Arms extended, Tony supported himself above Dave's body as he felt Dave pulling on his erection, trying to force him inside. The only thing Tony could figure out was that Dave needed him, needed him inside and he wasn't going to deny him. Tony applied pressure and felt Dave open immediately. He entered. Dave received his head without even a gasp. Tony held his position for a moment.
"More," Dave pleaded softly. Tony gave all he had to give and stopped. They lay motionless for a few moments; Tony was now supporting himself with his elbows still trying to make some sense out of what was going on. Dave began to move his body like he wanted to get started. "Now... do it..." Dave asked quietly. Tony withdrew and reentered slowly.
"Harder..." Tony repeated his motion with more vigor. "Harder!" Dave's request seemed more urgent, more demanding. Tony remembered a couple of weeks earlier when he'd lost control and practically raped Dave. He wasn't about to repeat that performance. But Dave remained insistent so on his next thrust he applied greater force, jarring Dave's body and causing him to grunt.
"Yes... more... take me!" Tony again withdrew and thrust again with more power. Two weeks ago he was out of control; he thought only of his own lust. That time Tony thought only of his own needs; this time he thought only of Dave. Whatever Dave needed, he wanted to satisfy it.
"Take me," Dave grunted with Tony's next thrust. "Yes, take me," he exclaimed again. "Make me yours..." "Make me yours..." Dave began to chant with each thrust. Then he wrapped his arms around Tony's neck and lifted himself and kissed Tony's neck hard. Tony was concerned because he didn't know where this was coming from but he wasn't about to stop.
With each jarring thrust, the knot in Dave's stomach began to soften. That well protected compartment of Dave's inner self where he sequestered his love for Paul began to open. But as his new love for Tony entered, instead of replacing his love for Paul, the two mingled, combined and grew even larger.
"Oh... YES... I'M YOURS... I'M YOURS..." Dave shouted. Tony felt Dave's body contract, became rigid, his anal sphincter squeezed tightly around Tony's shaft. The first shot of Dave's body fluid glance off Tony's abdomen; the scent of fresh semen, Dave's semen, filled the air. That was the signal that Tony had been waiting for, the signal that he'd successfully fulfilled his lover's desire. Hearing Dave shout "I'M YOURS" proved to be the trigger for Tony's climax. With his member buried deep inside his partner, powerful contractions gripped every muscle. Tony grunted and released a large offering of his precious fluid of love deep into his partner's body.
Tony recovered rather quickly but it took several minutes before Dave's breathing approached anything near normal. Tony held him tightly trying to provide as much tender comfort and support as he could. During that time, Tony's erection subsided and he was expelled naturally by the peristaltic action of Dave's rectum, thus avoiding the empty feeling that frequently accompanies such withdrawal.
Dave's body relaxed. His legs slid slowly from Tony's hips and stretched out spread-eagle fashion. His arms released, slid from Tony's neck and rested at his side. Dave was asleep.
Tony carefully released his hold on Dave and set back on his heels to stare down at his lover. Dave looked so peaceful in the moonlight. Tony went to the bathroom, got a wet washcloth, returned to the bed and cleaned the seed from Dave's chest, abdomen and crotch. Then he rolled Dave onto his right side and lovingly wiped the residue of their lovemaking from Dave's crevice. Only then did Tony return to the bathroom and clean himself before returning to bed. He spooned in behind Dave and held him lovingly in his arms, wondering if he'd ever know the cause of what just happened.
Sunday, July 20.
Dave awoke early. Dawn was just beginning to brighten the sky and he felt terrific. Tony's arms still held him comfortably and it was a wonderful feeling. But nature was calling, his bladder was protesting. Slowly Dave lifted Tony's arm from around his chest and rested it on Tony's hip. That allowed him to slip out of bed without disturbing his sleeping Marine.
While watching his stream flow into the urinal the events of last night rushed into his consciousness, but he wasn't upset. "It's time to tell Tony," he said out loud to himself. After shaking off the last drop of dew, he turned to the mirror to inspect himself. He was surprised to find that he was clean, both on his front and his backside. "What man!" he exclaimed. "Paul said he'd take care of me."
Dave walked to the kitchen, started the coffee, and poured orange juice. He drank his, and warmed some frozen Danish rolls in the microwave. When the coffee was finished he transferred it to a thermos decanter, placed it on a tray with a couple of mugs, the rolls, and Tony's juice and carried the tray to the bedroom.
Dave carefully crawled onto the bed, sat with his legs crossed facing Tony and watched him sleep. Tony was now lying on his back, his right leg was straight, his left leg bent with the knee out to the side, his left foot under his right knee. Tony's left arm was extended straight out and halfway over the edge of the bed with palm up and fingers open. Tony's right hand was on his chest and his head was turned slightly to the right.
As Dave looked down, he marveled at the beauty of the male body. He'd always loved looking at men; they are so exciting. He suspected that straight men had the same feelings toward women. Tony looked so peaceful and innocent. Dave wanted to reach out and lovingly, soothingly stroke Tony's body but he didn't want to awaken him. Tony's the total man,' Dave thought, and I love all of him, not just those three things between his legs: those two large, smooth, round eggs tucked safely inside that protective sack and that beautifully hooded appendage that extends rigidly from his crotch.' Dave suspected it wouldn't be long before nature called Tony to the porcelain facility.
Slowly the fingers on Tony's right hand began to move. They instinctively found and caressed his right nipple then slid off his chest and reached out to his right passing within a fraction of an inch of Dave's left knee. It was obvious Tony was searching for his bedmate. Dave couldn't hold it any longer; he giggled. Tony's eyes fluttered open.
"Morning, Mr. Mancuso, sleep well?"
Tony smiled. "Morning, Mr. Baker. Yes, thank you..." The memory of last flooded into Tony's mind and his facial expression turned serious. "How you feelin' this morning?" Tony asked as he propped himself up on his right elbow.
"I'm just fine, couldn't be better. Now why don't you go drain your lizard and when you get back we'll have breakfast in bed. I'll tell you a long story."
Tony stared at the completely relaxed, happy smile on Dave's face and wondered what might happen next. Dave seemed full of surprises. Tony rolled out bed and went to the bathroom. Returning to the bedroom, he crawled onto the bed and sat with his legs crossed facing Dave. Dave handed him his juice, which he downed in one continuous gulp. Then came a mug of hot coffee and a Danish. Tony had a thousand questions but decided to be patient, this was Dave's show. They smiled, and sometimes giggled at each other as they sat quietly eating and enjoying the view. Dave reveled in the suspense he knew he was creating. When they finished, Dave placed their plates and empty coffee mugs on the table by the window and returned to the bed.
"Okay, I want to be as close to you as I can get. So what I'd like you to do is extend your legs straight out and spread them apart," Dave instructed. With a smile, Tony placed his hands slightly behind him for balance and did exactly as Dave asked. He liked playing games with Dave because they always turned out to be so much fun. "Now I'm gonna scoot toward you and place my legs around your waist until we can't get any closer," Dave explained and he proceeded to exactly that.
Tony grinned in anticipation of the intimacy of that position. When Dave finished, the two men sat with their arms and legs around each other, their crotches and chests were pressed tightly together, and their lips were only a fraction of an inch apart. They both started to get hard; Tony smiled.
"Is this how you like to tell stories?"
"To tell this story, yes. If it gets uncomfortable, tell me, we'll find a more comfortable position. I just need to be close to you." Dave kissed Tony softly then began talking.
Dave started in April, five years earlier. He described his army situation and reminded Tony that Mike was his roommate. Then he described that day in the weight room of the gym annex when Paul sat down on the adjacent weight bench. >From then on, the words flowed from Dave's mouth in a steady stream. With his head resting on Tony's left shoulder and turned to his left so that he could occasionally kiss Tony's neck, Dave described his first meeting with Paul, their running together, the tennis match, his first visit to Paul's BOQ room, and the absolute beauty of their first sexual encounter.
Dave quickly moved on to the trips to the ranch, swimming in Cocksucker Lake, love under the stars, the weekend at the symphony, the weekend to see "le Cage aux Folles", another weekend at the beach, and their farewell as Dave left the Army.
Tony could feel the emotion in Dave's body and at times they both hardened as Dave described the love scenes with Paul. From time to time Dave had tears in his eyes but he never cried, and sometimes they laughed as Dave described some funny situation, like the time in the restroom when Paul surprised Dave and caused an erection that prevented him from pissing. With Dave's head resting his on Tony's shoulder, Tony couldn't see the tears in Dave's eyes but he could hear them in his voice. Occasionally Tony's eyes welled up with tears but Dave couldn't see them either.
Eventually Tony felt his legs beginning to get numb and told Dave so they lay down with Tony on his back and Dave snuggled against him. Dave was half on, half off Tony's right side with his right leg resting between Tony's legs. And as he talked, Dave's right hand engaged in a very natural action of stroking and playing with Tony's chest hair.
Dave told about his first meeting with Paul at the Westin Hotel and how they finally expressed their love for each other and agreed to be partners. Then he moved on and described the rest of their relationship until he arrived at the faithful moment when Art Radford informed him of the accident and that Paul was dead. When Dave finished that scene, his tears were all over Tony's chest. Tony cried too; he'd never heard such a moving story of love and loss. Now Tony understood the depth of Dave's pain and the caution he exercised before committing to another relationship.
"Oh, Dave," Tony exclaimed with great compassion in his voice. "I'm so sorry. That must have been terrible. I can't imagine just how difficult that must have been. I don't think I could..." Tony stopped himself. Just thinking of any possibility of losing Dave was far more painful than he cared to imagine so he ended his comment.
"Thanks, Hon. I knew I needed to share this with you, I just had trouble picking the time. Having you to hold onto has made it easier for me to finally tell this story. And now that I've told it I feel so much more relieved. There's a lot more I need to tell you but there's plenty of time for that."
"Tell me? About what?"
"Well, there's Paul's wonderful family. I've maintained a continuing relationship with them and I'd like to introduce you to them. I know they'd love to meet you. And there are lots of other things you should know." Dave concluded by again telling Tony that he loved him very much and that he wanted them to be together forever. Tony repeated his promise of the previous morning and thanked Dave for sharing his wonderful experience.
"You know what I'd like to do?" Tony asked after they'd rested quietly for almost fifteen minutes.
"What," Dave asked suspiciously as he raised his head and smiled at his love.
"I'd like to go to church."
"What time is it?"
Tony turned his head "It's just past 9 o'clock. We have time to shower and make the 10 o'clock service."
"You're serious?"
"Yeah... I am. I have a lot to be thankful for and I think we ought to pray and thank God for bringing us together and I can't think of a better time to do it."
Dave looked deep into Tony's eyes - it was obvious he was very serious. "I like that idea, let's roll!"
They sat in the pew holding hands. When they stood and sang from the hymnal Tony placed his left arm around Dave's back and rested it on Dave's left shoulder. They held hands as they bowed their heads in prayer. And none of that went unnoticed. Dr. Tim's sermon couldn't been more appropriate, it dealt with the love of Jesus and the love of one another and the commitment to both.
"I'm really happy to see you two this morning," Tim said as Dave and Tony greeted him after the service, they were the last two people to leave the church. "And I don't think I've ever seen you happier, Dave."
"I am happy, Reverend, like you couldn't believe," Dave grinned.
"Me too, Padre, good to see you again."
Dave and Tony walked toward the car, Tony's right arm around Dave's back, his right hand resting on Dave's shoulder. David's recovery was complete.
(To be continued.)
Author's note: This is the end of one phase of David's life and the beginning of another. I really admire all of you readers who have stuck with me this long. That's true dedication. And I also want to thank everyone who has written to stroke my ego by telling me how much you've enjoyed the story to this point. Your comments have provided immense encouragement to continue. Now it's time for me to take a break (perhaps two to three months) while I consider the rest of David's life and come up with a title for the next segment. When the story does continue, you will be able to find it under the "David's Initiation" title with an extension, the name of which I have yet to decide.
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