New Beginning

This is a fantasy story involving male to male relations. If reading stories like this is something you don't want to be doing, or it is illegal where you are, I'd suggest you leave. If you are uncomfortable with or feel that gay sex is against your religion then I'd be taking a good hard look at yourself and wondering what you're doing in the Gay Male section here at Nifty in the first place!! If it IS something you want to do then read on.

This is a fantasy and condoms are not used. In the real world you should always practice safe sex.

Neither this story nor any parts of it may be distributed electronically or in any other manner without this header and without the express, written consent of the author (Paul - yvonneva@hotmail.com). Copyright 2006.

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From our last episode.....

As we headed back out onto the road I could feel a great big goofy grin spreading over my face. I howled into the wind, surprising Trevor so much that he swerved on the road. As he looked across at me with concern he broke into a smile and shook his head, realising that I'd accepted things and was feeling much better. I reached across and ruffled his hair like he was a little kid, then trailed my hand down the back of his neck and along the arm closest to me. I might not be able to openly kiss him, but there were still ways of showing him I was thinking of him. With a last squeeze of his arm I released him, howling into the wind again. This time he kept his eyes on the road, but broke into a wider grin.

Both of us grinning like idiots, we headed for Parliament house and the rest of the tourist traps that we had planned for the day.

<A New Beginning - Chapter 15>

As we passed the turn off that would have taken us up onto Commonwealth Avenue and over the bridge to Parliament House I gestured madly to Trevor but he ignored me. I sort of pointed back at the turn off and looked at him with a "What the?" expression on my face and he just grinned cheesily at me and tried to look angelic. Fairly obviously he had something else planned so I sat and fixed him with an evil stare. He just laughed and mouthed "You'll see" at me and then got back to watching the road. It was no use trying to discuss it with him as between the wind from having the top down and him ignoring me I realised I wouldn't be getting any answers from him. I ended up just going back to enjoying the scenery, figuring that he must have some idea where he was going, and even if he didn't then I knew my way around Canberra and could get us home after he got himself lost.

As we finally headed off the main road I realised our destination. I really should have realised it would be the Australian National Botanic Gardens given Trevor's nature bent. Now there is an interesting idea.... Trevor as a nature boy.... Hmmmmmmm I wonder if we can arrange it? By the time I'd finished considering that idea we were pulling up into the car park at the Gardens.

I'd never been here before except to visit the cafe to meet someone for lunch so we wandered into the Visitors Centre to see if we could find a map.

We walked up to the information desk with Trevor already excitedly talking about what he could see out the window, most of which might as well have been spoken in Swahili for all I understood of it. As the guy at the desk turned to us Trevor broke off his monologue.

"How may I help you?"

"Well Geoff" I said, reading his name off his name tag, "my friend here is down from the Gold Coast and we want to see the sights of the gardens. Any particular parts you can recommend?"

"It really depends what you're interested in? We have everything from the Tree Fern Walk through to the Rock Garden as well as various areas that are planted with botanical systems from various parts of Australia. At the moment there aren't as many flowers as spring, but there are bits and pieces throughout the garden in flower if you look. We've also got the open glasshouse up in the back corner and this contains tropical orchids and ferns and the like. Then there is the Cafe of course, where you can sit and enjoy the serenity. There are birds all through the garden as well, so make sure you look out for those too."

With a smile Geoff then handed me a map and pointed out the locations of most of what he'd just mentioned. Throughout this Trevor was silent and I looked at him to find out what he thought of the various suggestions that Geoff had made. I was surprised to find Trevor looking very nervous for some reason as he kept darting glances at Geoff. I raised an eyebrow at him to ask what was going on and he just seemed to fidget even worse.

"Look," Trevor said to me as he seemed to deliberately avoid eye contact, "I've just got to head to the toilet. I'll see you outside in a few minutes!" With that he virtually ran out the door.

I watched him go, wondering what had got into him. I turned back to Geoff.

"Sorry about that. I guess sometimes nature really calls!" I said with a grin, trying to disguise the fact I was wondering what was really happening.

"Hey, no problem at all. He did look a bit distracted by the call though!" said Geoff with a big smile.

We both laughed and I couldn't help but notice how cute his smile was. It really lit up his face and sparkled in his eyes which were a pale blue-grey with dark edges, contrasting with his dark shoulder length hair. We continued chatting about the gardens for a few minutes and then I excused myself to go and check on Trevor. I found him outside the Visitors Centre sitting on a bench.

"You OK?"

"Yeah!" he said, looking somewhat flustered, "I'm fine."

"So why didn't you come back inside once you'd finished?"

"'Cause I didn't actually need to go to the toilet in the first place." said Trevor looking even more flustered and then flushing red with embarrassment.

"Look, can we get out of here and I'll explain later? Please?"

"No problem" I said, handing him the map. "Lead on!"

Trevor just took off up the path, not looking at the map at all. After a couple of minutes of walking quickly he eventually slowed down and looked at the map to find out where he was. By this time we'd walked past the Cafeteria and up the hill. We followed a sign to the right which said "Main Path" and followed it for a short distance until we came to a natural style pool with a waterfall cascading down from a large rock wall above it. The rock wall was actually just massive stones about three metres tall, giving the effect of a cliff above the pool. There were frogs croaking and you could hear birds and insects in the trees around you. Altogether a rather calming setting, and something I would have been expecting Trevor to be impressed with, but instead I think he barely even noticed it.

"OK, what gives?" I asked as we sat down on a bench nearby.

"Look, I'm really sorry I ran out like that" said Trevor, looking anywhere but at me. "I'm not sure I can explain properly."

"Try me!"

I watched as Trevor fidgeted and almost started to speak a couple of times then stopped himself. I put my hand on his thigh and tried to catch his eye.

"Are you OK, Trev? You look really nervous, almost upset. If there was something I did wrong I need to.."

"No, it wasn't you" said Trevor, jumping in to stop me, "It was me." He gave a big sigh and continued.

"I have this thing about certain people. In fact certain eyes, to be exact.

I don't know whether you noticed Geoff's eyes or not but they were a pale blue-grey colour with a darker ring around the edge of the iris."

I nodded, having noticed them myself when I was talking to him.

"I've always found it difficult to deal with someone with eyes like that. Pale eyes with a dark edge almost hypnotise me, and I almost feel that I could never say no to anything asked by someone with those eyes.... they're just so damn sexy. I am fascinated and I feel like I can barely breath when I see them. I know it sounds really strange but I can barely control myself. I sprung a boner the first time Geoff looked at me and I could almost feel myself drooling. I just had to get out of there to try to get myself back under control. Can you understand why I had to leave?"

"Yeah, I can see why his eyes caught you." I said, chuckling slightly to try to lighten the mood. "I sort of noticed them too as they were pretty intense, although I had no idea that was the problem. You just seemed to get so uncomfortable and then made a run for it, but at least I understand now why you did it. Thanks for explaining what happened."

Trevor visibly relaxed, realising I'd understood what he was trying to say. He gave a sort of nervous chuckle as well.

"Paul, I really am sorry. I don't know what it is but there is just something about those eyes that just hit some button inside me."

"See" he said, pulling my hand up his thigh to his crotch. "I'm still hard as a rock just thinking about them."

As I took the opportunity to cop a good feel I realised that he was definitely straining at the material of his jeans, with a wet spot even starting to form at the head.

"Geez, you are hard aren't you? Good thing you wore your jeans today because if you'd been wearing loose shorts it would have been pretty damn obvious to Geoff when you first saw him what you thought of him. Then again you're big enough that it'd be pretty obvious even in the jeans, so maybe he liked what he saw anyway."

Trevor flushed red again with embarrassment.

"Hey, aren't you supposed to be making me feel better, not making me feel worse? Now I'm going to be paranoid about him having seen my excitement."

"Well I'm sure he would have liked what he saw if he did" I laughed, "because I know I do!"

"Don't worry about it Babe." I continued, seeing that he was still uncomfortable. "It really isn't a problem to me. Now if you asked him out on a private date I might be threatened a bit, but I don't think that is likely."

Trevor grinned and started to look around a bit. He finally noticed the pool and waterfall so we sat there for a few minutes just enjoying the sound of the water and the frogs. After a while we got up and headed up the steps to the left which led to the main rock garden on the hillside above the pool. Trevor gradually relaxed and started to notice all the plants and his love of the natural world kicked in again. He ended up pointing out little bits and pieces in the rock garden, surprising amounts of which had flowers on them despite it being late autumn. I really enjoyed him talking about the various plants, even if they didn't mean a lot to me. His enthusiasm shone as he was talking and his enjoyment was wonderful to watch.

Once we got past the Rock Garden we came to an impeccable stretch of lawn, manicured to perfection and just inviting visitors to lie on it and stare up at the clouds. We both lay down and looked up at the sky, relaxing in the sunshine and enjoying being together on such a perfect autumn day. We lay side by side and surreptitiously held hands. After a while Trevor spoke.

"Thanks for understanding Paul. I really can't explain properly why those eyes affect me like they do."

I rolled onto my side and looked at Trevor.

"It's OK, Trevor. I sort of get the same effect every time I see you naked.

Your beauty just takes my breath away. Eye colour has never meant that much to me, although I have always adored beautiful blue eyes like you have, but I can see that it means more for you. I love your blond hair and blue eyes, but it is the whole of you that really captures my attention, and naked you're just an absolute fantasy come true. I just want to run my hands all over you there and then!"

"And you often do." said Trevor, "and I don't mind in the slightest of course."

I looked around to make sure that no-one was around and then quickly undid the buttons on his shirt, exposing his torso to the sunshine. I ran my hand slowly over his chest and down his abdominals, stopping at the waistband of his jeans. Trevor groaned softly and I could see that he was straining the material around his crotch again. I grabbed his hand and placed it on my groin, allowing him to feel my erection.

"You turn me on so very much" I said huskily. "Your body does to me what those eyes do to you. Instant erection!"

"But I don't love you just for your body," I continued, "although that does it for me physically, as I love your mind as well. You are such a warm and loving person and that is what really attracted me to you in the last few weeks since we met. Alright I was physically attracted to you as soon as I saw you, but your personality is what does it for me mentally."

Trevor just looked at me, not needing to say anything as he communicated his love for me with a squeeze of his hand and a shy smile. As a thought occurred to me I sat up a bit more alertly.

"You know, Trevor, I have never asked you what your ideal fantasy guy would look like? I never realised you were into a certain type of eyes or anything like that, until today for example. You know what my ideal person looks like, in fact he's lying here right in front of me, but what exactly does your ideal fantasy partner look like? I'm not going to be offended if he looks nothing like me, as I realise I am pretty average and nothing to write home about."

"Oh I don't know" Trevor chuckled, squeezing the erection he could still feel in my jeans. "I wouldn't call you that average."

I could feel myself blush and gave him a derisive laugh.

"I'm serious" I said, "I am definitely not good enough for fantasy material.

I don't have the classic swimmers build like you have and my looks are pretty unimpressive. I know I have a decent body, but I'm fairly stocky and although it is getting better I am still carrying around a bit of extra weight at my midriff. I know I could stand for some improvements."

"I love you the way you are" said Trevor as he leaned over to kiss me.

I leaned into the kiss as well, forgetting for the moment that we were lying on the grass in a public place and could be seen by anyone walking by. As we finished our kiss I leaned back into the grass and lay there dreamily for a few moments, savoring the sensations. After a few moments I remembered where I was and realised that the bulge in my jeans was pretty damn obvious so I rolled back onto my side and looked at Trevor. He was still lying on his side facing towards me and watching me. He reached across and ran his finger over my crotch, tracing the prominent outline in my jeans. I moaned quietly at the stimulation and then with some reluctance moved his hand away.

"OK, nice try." I said, "You're not going to distract me quite that easily though!"

"It was worth a try!" Trevor chuckled, then he sighed. He lay back onto the grass. "OK, my fantasy guy, eh? Well you know all about the eyes. Pale blue or grey, with the dark rim to the iris just do it for me. It's an almost immediate physical reaction and I've never been able to work it out. I've always wondered what it would be like making love and looking into those eyes, because with the way my body reacts to them I would imagine that sex would be pretty explosive. I feel really uncomfortable at times, knowing how little control I seem to have. As I said before, I really do wonder whether I'd ever be able to say 'No' to anyone with those eyes. It's really weird and I just can't explain it. Not exactly something I could go and get professional help for though is it?" he said with a laugh. "Now that would be some psychiatric assessment!"

"Other than the eyes then physically I guess that tall, dark and handsome fits it pretty well. Ideally he'd be around 6' 3".... I'd like to be able to look up into his eyes. He has dark hair, doesn't really matter whether it is long or short, and pale skin. I guess he'd make a good Goth if he tried."

Trevor laughed again and continued, "I like the swimmers build, doesn't everyone? but maybe a bit more solid rather than slender. Broad shoulders, slim hips, well muscled legs and I'd definitely prefer him to have chest hair, but not a complete rug or anything like that. You've said before that you love to run your hands through chest hair and so do I, particularly on you I might add." he sent a lecherous wink in my direction and grinned. "Mmmm. Very nice thought! Now where was I? Oh that's right, chest hair. Yeah! I'd like a nice trail of hair down his stomach, again like you have, and nice sized equipment without being hung like a rogue elephant or anything. Very much like what we have here," he said, giving my crotch a squeeze "nicely above average and a lot of fun. I just don't understand the whole fascination with size..... bigger is not necessarily better in my books. I think I'd like him to be uncircumcised as well, 'cause that is something I have never actually experienced. I've seen uncut dicks in videos, but never actually in person."

"It's something that intrigues me as well" I admitted, "I've seen them in videos and watching the foreskin moving back and forth over the head is damn sexy. I'd like to try that myself and see it close up. Maybe if you find your ideal guy we can share?"

We both laughed and Trevor said a tentative "Maybe", accompanied by a sly wink. I blushed at the thought of a threesome.

"So that is pretty much my fantasy physically" said Trevor, getting back to his description "and personality-wise I'd want him pretty much like you. I can see how loving and caring you are, and how much empathy you have for a partner. I realise that the last couple of months have been so tough on you, yet you can still give me so much love despite knowing me such a short time. THAT is the type of man I want, and that means more than most physical aspects anyway."

Trevor leaned across and kissed me passionately. "And that is why I have fallen for you in such a big way, Paul. You may not be my absolute fantasy physically, although you aren't as far off as you may think, but you are still perfect to me."

I could feel myself blush again.

"So what I need to do then is find some way to grow 4 inches in height and slim down my hips so I am not as stocky, then arrange to have the colour of my eyes changed and my hair dyed black. That would do it?" I said with a snicker.

"Yep" said Trevor, "And when you put it like that you can see that you really aren't that far from my ideal physically as well as mentally. So don't put yourself down."

"I suppose so. But in all of that the biggest difference is the slim hips. I know I just don't have that wonderfully triangular look to the upper body like you have, where the wide shoulders taper down to the slim hips. That is just so damn sexy and something I wish I had. At least I get to run my hands all over them every day though on you, Trev. I understand the height issue, although I love being able to look you straight in the eye like I do.

It gives us an equality that I love, but by the sounds of it you're after a dominant partner in your fantasy?"

"Yeah, I guess I am when you put it that way. Someone I can look up to and who can hold me in their arms and protect me. I guess it is in part a reaction to losing Brian as I did, and not being able to hold and protect him when he was so ill. Maybe subconsciously I need someone to do the same for me now? Who knows? All I know is that that is my ideal fantasy, something that, to be honest, I never expect to find in life. I know it sounds like a put down and could be interpreted as saying I'll settle for second best, but I would much prefer to spend my time with you. You're a real person who has so many of the same wonderful qualities as my fantasy guy and you are so much better than I expected to be able to find in real life."

I could see how much Trevor meant what he was saying. I could see the love in his eyes. I decided to throw caution to the wind and rolled towards him and enveloped him in a big hug. As I wrapped him in my arms I could hear him sigh and could see a tear in his eyes.

"I might not be 6' 3" but I can still hold and protect you Babe." I whispered in his ear, "I am here for you whenever you need me, my love."

I pulled him even closer and kissed him passionately, throwing myself whole heartedly into it. I could feel the love shared between us and it was so intense. It was one of those moments that you remember forever, where you feel like you've bonded even closer. We lost ourselves in that kiss, closing out everything around us.

After what seemed like a wonderful eternity I slowly came back to reality, realising where we were. I realised we were slowly grinding our crotches against each other and both of us were breathing heavily and extremely turned on. I pulled back a bit from Trevor.

"Maybe we had better stop now, otherwise anyone wandering by might get a few more sights in the Botanic Garden than they were expecting."

"Yeah, I guess you're right." said Trevor, groaning quietly and rolling away from me. "This isn't exactly the place to be getting hot and heavy, much as I would like to right now. Maybe we'd better get back on our tour, eh?"

We both gave ourselves a few minutes to calm down. As we looked around I could see 2 young kids peeking around some shrubs at the edge of the lawn, giggling and pointing towards us. I guess we'd been sprung. I was even more glad that we had come to our senses and stopped what we were doing. Trevor just looked at me and grinned, a slight blush infusing his face. My face, I think matched his perfectly, both of us a bit embarrassed at the audience.

We walked down the lawn and back onto the main path, following it along and looking at the various plants. There were Grevilleas and Wattles in flower, which surprised me as I thought that Wattles were only spring flowering trees. Trevor explained that Acacia (that is the scientific name for Wattle, apparently) flower at all different times of year depending on what type they are. Some of them are pretty rare, but if you managed to find them you could have different species flowering continuously through the year, one after the other. They also range from a pale creamy colour all the way through to the usual golden yellow that we are used to. There we go, I'd learned something new today.

As we continued along the path we passed through various types of gardens which were designed to represent different parts of Australia, eventually ending up back outside the Cafeteria. Just before we got there (they were outside the "Friends of the Botanic Gardens" meeting room to be precise) Trevor was really excited to find a couple of Acacias called 'Scarlet Blaze'. He'd read about them but never actually seen them before. He explained that this is a variety that flowers bright red-orange, unlike any of the other Wattles. It was found in the wild and is the only known plant of that colour. All the plants that are becoming available in nurseries are all grown from cuttings either from that original plant or from plants grown from cuttings of that original plant. I was really impressed and decided that I definitely needed to get back here in spring to see it, as I really couldn't picture a wattle that wasn't yellow.

Once we were past the Cafeteria I could see that Trevor was becoming increasingly preoccupied again. As we headed towards the car Trevor kept looking to the right towards the Visitors Centre, obviously thinking about his reactions to Geoff earlier.

"Trev. Don't worry about it so much." I said, trying to reassure him.

"Look, I think I really need to face up to this a bit and go and apologise to Geoff for running out like I did. It was rude and that isn't how I like to be."

"You want me there for moral support?"

"Yes please." he said, heading towards the entrance to the Visitors Centre.

As we went inside I stood back a bit and watched what happened. I figured that Trevor had to do this himself but I wanted to be close enough for moral support without actually being too much a part of it. This time I had a closer look at Geoff, in particular his eyes. I'd noticed them before of course but given Trevor's fascination I wanted to thoroughly check them out.

He definitely fitted some of Trevor's ideal fantasy, so I could see why Trevor was having troubles. His hair was dark, almost black, setting off a pale, quite angular, attractive face and those stunning pale blue-grey eyes which almost glowed. I couldn't really see what sort of build he had as he was sitting behind a counter, but I could see had broad shoulders. He definitely looked very professional in his blue shirt and dark tie.

I was still studying Geoff as Trevor walked up and noticed that he checked Trevor out from head to toe, pausing for a moment to check out his crotch on the way. He did it fairly subtly and I doubt I would have noticed it if I hadn't been watching him at the time, but it definitely wasn't in my imagination. While his smile to me had been nice his smile to Trevor was positively radiant. I guess he liked what he saw.

"Geoff. I'd just like to apologise for being so rude earlier." said Trevor, trying to smile as brightly as possible but avoiding eye contact with Geoff. "You know how it is when you just can't ignore the call of nature?"

"No problem, Mate. There's no need to apologise. So how did you enjoy the gardens?"

"They were...um.... great! I really like the layout.... and the..."

I could see that Trevor had finally looked Geoff in the eyes as he made his last comment. As he trailed off he looked desperately across at me so I joined him at the desk.

"Yeah, we both enjoyed ourselves immensely" I said, coming to his aid. "Thanks for your help with suggested areas to look at. We followed the path you set out pretty much and it was really nice. Trevor here is the plant nut, of course, but I could still enjoy myself. Lots to look at!"

"Well there was some pretty nice scenery." said Geoff with a quick glance at Trevor, obviously intending a double meaning which I ignored.

"Yeah, it's amazing. I've never been here before even though I live here in Canberra. Trevor was particularly impressed with the red Wattle." I paused for a moment then continued, "Well we'd better be off. Nice to meet you Geoff and thanks again for the help."

"Nice to meet you as well" he responded with a grin, "and you too!" he added to Trevor, giving him a big smile and looking him right in the eye. "Maybe I'll see you around town sometime."

"Yeah" was all Trevor could manage, unnerved by the eye contact. I grabbed his arm, swung him around and we headed out the door. Once we got outside Trevor literally shook himself.

"Fuck I hate that!" he said, "Once I looked in his eyes again I could barely speak."

"And I'm fucking hard as a rock again" he continued with a grimace, "I feel so out of control. It's fucking pissing me off. Aaaargh!"

I put my hand on his shoulder and pushed him to sit down on the bench outside the Visitors Centre. As he sat he grimaced and had to rearrange himself to make himself more comfortable.

"Jeans and a hard on just don't mix, eh?" I chuckled, trying to diffuse the situation a little. He laughed and after a moment I continued. "Don't stress about it, Babe, there's nothing we can do about it right now. I guess I just have to keep an eye on you whenever you're around eyes like that, eh? Never know where you might end up otherwise?"

I'd meant it as a joke but I could immediately see that it wasn't the right thing to have said. I could see tears forming in his eyes and knew I'd just made it worse.

"Sorry Babe, it was just a joke. I didn't mean to make you feel bad. Let's get back to the car and get out of here. You'll feel better once we're out on the road again."

Trevor nodded and we stood up and walked back to the car. I asked him if he wanted me to drive and he just handed me the keys. I could see that he was pretty badly shaken up and wasn't taking it at all well. I figured that we'd skip any more tourist attractions for today so I headed straight for home. Throughout the trip Trevor was silent but I rested my hand on his knee when driving allowed it, just to remind him I was there. Each time he placed his own hand over mine and gave me a squeeze. I thought it best to just let him think for the moment, so I kept quiet during the trip home.

Once we got home and were safely inside the house I grabbed Trevor and pulled him into a tight embrace. I nestled my chin into the hollow of his neck and hugged him hard, trying to convey that I understood how he felt and that it wasn't a problem. After a moment I could feel him relax into the hug.

"Thanks" he mumbled, his face buried in my shoulder. "I needed that. Sorry to have been a bit of a downer today."

"It isn't a problem, Babe. Sorry if my attempts at humour just made it worse. I'm here for you, whenever you need me. OK?"

As we lifted our heads off each others shoulders we looked into each others eyes.

"Thanks, Babe." he said. "Thanks for understanding."

I gave him a kiss and said "I love you, Babe." He smiled and then kissed me back hard. I could feel both our bodies respond to the intensity of the kiss.

"Much as I'd like to continue this in the bedroom, Trev, I really should make contact with a couple of people and let them know I'm back. Maybe after I've done that we could snuggle up in front of a DVD or something? Why don't you choose what you'd like to watch while I make a couple of phone calls?"

Trevor agreed and I headed off to my office in what originally had been the third bedroom. I spoke briefly with my sister to let her know I was back in town, plus I left a message on my parent's answering machine. I then rang a few of my clients to see if they had made alternative arrangements while I'd been gone. A couple of them had waited for my return so I worked out times that were convenient for them over the next few days. They all wished me well and hoped that I was recovering from my loss. It hurt to think about it again, but I found I managed pretty well all things considered.

All this took a bit longer than I had expected and by the time I wandered back into the loungeroom I found that Trevor had rustled up a couple of sandwiches for a very late lunch for us. At that point I realised that it was after 3 pm and I was quite hungry. I guess in all our wanderings we ended up completely missing lunch and I hadn't even noticed. We snuggled up on the lounge, digging into our sandwiches and Trevor started the DVD. He'd chosen 'Monty Python and the Holy Grail' so we had a good laugh. An oldie but goodie. After that of course we had a good joke around, quoting various bits of the movie and threatening to bite each others kneecaps and that it was 'only a flesh wound'. It was really nice to just sit and joke around as friends, something that I personally really needed to do now that I was in Canberra again.

We ended up sitting and canoodling on the lounge for a couple more hours, more or less watching the TV (maybe a bit less rather than more), kissing and playing as we felt like it and generally enjoying ourselves. About 7 pm we sorted out something to eat for dinner. After dinner I was still a bit peckish and had just put some toast in the toaster when Trevor decided he wanted to have a shower. He seductively started stripping as he left the kitchen, waving his shirt at me after he removed it.

"Maybe you could join me?" he said in his best 'late night phone sex telephone operator' husky voice. He then slowly lowered the zipper on his jeans, "Perhaps you could help me with anything that pops up?"

I grinned and followed him out of the room. I watched as he stood at the other end of the corridor and dropped his jeans, turning and displaying his rapidly rising member to me and stroking it a couple of times before disappearing around the corner to the bedroom and en suite. I called out to him that I'd join him in a few minutes after I'd dealt with the toast.

"Well don't be too long" he answered with a laugh as I heard the shower turn on.

As I was spreading honey on my toast I heard the doorbell ring. I was somewhat surprised to find my parents on the doorstep. I invited them in.

"I hope you don't mind, Son" said Dad as he came in the door, "We got your message and thought we'd come over and check how you are. Mother wouldn't hear of us just phoning you, we had to come and visit. I hope it isn't inconvenient?"

"No of course not. It's great to see you. Sorry I went AWOL for a while, but I had to get away from here and clear my head."

"We understand, Paul. Your Father and I just want you to know we're here for you if there is anything we can do to help. We can't really begin to understand what you've been through, but we'd like to help if we can?"

We headed into the loungeroom and sat down. They then grilled me (nicely, but still grilled me) on what I'd been doing and how I was feeling. They checked that I'd had some dinner and was looking after myself food-wise. Mum asked whether I needed any washing done and other bits and pieces like that and Dad checked that I was right for money. You know, typical parent types of things. We were deep in conversation when we heard a voice coming from the corridor.

"Hey Babe, where were you? I thought you could give me a hand with thi..."

I looked up to see my Greek god Trevor walk into the loungeroom stark naked and at full mast. With my parents arriving unexpectedly as they had, I had momentarily forgotten that Trevor was even there, so I hadn't even thought to warn him that we had visitors. Trevor stood frozen in the doorway for a couple of seconds, with a 'deer caught in the headlights' look on his face then flushed bright red, dropped his hands to try to cover his erection, then hurriedly turned and left the room with a barely heard, "Oh Fuck".

My parents obviously had looked up when Trevor started speaking from the corridor. They, like me, stared at the apparition when he appeared. After he'd gone there was a silent look between them and then they both hurriedly stood up.

'Ah, we'd better be going, Paul" said my father, clearing his throat. "Didn't realise you had visitors. We'll just head home and catch you another time."

"Yes!" was all my mother could manage to add as they both hustled to the door.

"Wait, I can explain...." I started to say but then trailed off as I realised that I was going to have difficulties explaining this, to put it mildly. I followed them as they marched to the front door and were out in record time. By the time I got out the front door to follow them they were already at the bottom of the front stairs. My father turned and there was no hiding the look of disgust on his face.

"We will discuss this later, Paul!" he spat out at me and then he resumed following my mother out to the car.

I stood numbly watching from the front door as they got into their car and drove off. Neither of them looked back or waved. I just felt sick, not knowing what was going to happen. I walked slowly back inside replaying the whole scene in my head. I suddenly felt nauseous and rushed to the kitchen sink and emptied my stomach. All I could think of was, "What the hell do I do now?"

When I had finished throwing up there was a quiet voice from the doorway behind me.

"Oh Babe! I am so sorry. I didn't realise there was anyone here."

"I know", I managed to croak out. "It wasn't your fault."

As I rinsed my mouth out and washed my face I heard a couple of careful footsteps and then arms slowly wrapped themselves around me as Trevor tried to express in a hug how bad he was feeling.

"That was your parents, wasn't it?"

I nodded sadly.

"Oh Babe, I am so sorry!" Trevor said again, his voice wavering as he obviously struggled to hold back tears. I tried to say something to comfort him, try to reassure him that it wasn't as bad as all that, but I couldn't seem to manage to speak. I turned in his arms and looked up into his eyes, seeing them filled with concern, pain and fear much as he was probably seeing in my own eyes. Even then I could still see love there as I knew those emotions were all there for me, worrying about what I was feeling. I could feel myself starting to shake as the adrenalin rush wore off and it all properly hit me. Even looking into Trevor's eyes I couldn't get the image of the look on my father's face at the bottom of the stairs out of my mind. I had no real idea what that look meant, but it can't have been good.

Trevor hugged me tighter, his tears spilling as he looked at the pain I was in. As he started crying my floodgates opened as well and I buried my face in his chest and started sobbing.

I don't know how long we stood there like that, but eventually my tears subsided. Trevor was holding me and stroking my back gently to let me know he was there for me. I looked up into his eyes again.

"Well that was a bit unexpected?" I said brightly, although my voice cracked a bit at the end.

We both chuckled, feeling the tension ease a little. Trevor searched my eyes, obviously trying to see if I was feeling any better.

"I'll be fine." I said quietly. "I just wasn't expecting to be outed like that in front of my parents. You did make quite an impressive entrance though!"

"Yeah I know. Not quite the impression I would have hoped to make on your parents, that is for sure. Oh Babe, I am so sorry!"

"Hey, would you quit apologising? It isn't like you planned it or anything.

When the doorbell rang and it was Mum and Dad it just completely went out of my mind that you were in the shower. I just started chatting to them and it was like old times. To be honest I was as surprised as they were to hear a voice in the hall, and then to see you appear like that, particularly in ALL your glory..... well, I guess they won't be forgetting you in a hurry!"

"Yeah, that is for sure!" Trevor muttered, laughing nervously, "What the hell happens now?"

"That is a good question, Trev, and one I am not sure how to answer. I definitely have some explaining to do!" I said, deliberately not mentioning the glare that my father had given me as he left. I figured that Trevor already felt bad enough without him knowing my father's reaction. Thinking about it I realised that Dad at least wouldn't be listening much to any explanations I would be giving. That glare he gave me as he left was something I had never seen from him before. To be honest I don't know WHAT his eventual reaction will be, but I don't think it will be good. Obviously some of these thoughts showed in my face as Trevor watched me.

"Oh Fuck!" he said, tears brimming in his eyes again. "What have I done?"

"Trevor, there is no point worrying about it now." I said, trying to reassure him. "There is nothing we can do right now and there is no point me contacting them tonight about it. I think it is better for me to wait until tomorrow and then see how they are. It might take them a bit of time to accept what they've seen, that's all!" I didn't mention that the odds were pretty good that they would never accept what they had seen. I didn't want him to feel even worse.

We went back into the loungeroom and sat on the lounge. We decided that neither of us were really going to enjoy the second movie we had planned to watch so we put some music on and cuddled together on the lounge. I ended up lying with my head in Trevor's lap with him stroking my hair, which was a real comfort even though my mind was elsewhere. I guess I dozed a bit as well because it was suddenly 11 pm and Trevor was lifting me gently and leading me to bed. I woke up enough to get myself ready for bed and then after we'd been to the loo and brushed our teeth we hopped under the covers.

Even with the comfort of Trevor snuggled against me I still couldn't relax properly as I worried about my parent's reaction. I eventually drifted off with Trevor spooned behind me and his arms wrapped around me.... an altogether wonderful place to fall asleep.

Howdy Peoples,

I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. I bet you all thought you'd never see any more of Paul and Trevor eh? Yes I KNOW it has been 5 years since the last chapter, but ill health hit me badly for a long time and I'm only just back up to writing. I've actually been inspired by a few stories recently which is what got me back to writing. There are a few really good continuing stories out there at the moment on Nifty so have a look around. Try 'Phalen' (College) and 'Welcome to the Family' and 'Changes' (both in Beginnings section) at the very least if you haven't already found them. There are a few more I could recommend so if you want the names of the others just ask. I haven't looked at that many stories, but there are definitely a few that have stuck out amongst the ones I have seen.

As I said at the beginning, if you want to be on my contact list for future chapters then email me (Paul) at yvonneva@hotmail.com but please make sure that all correspondence has "ANB" as the beginning of the subject line please. I get so much SPAM that I have to filter all mail to my hotmail account, so anything with a subject starting with ANB will get straight through to my inbox, but others may get missed. Feedback, constructive criticism, compliments, plot suggestions etc are welcome. IF you don't get a response then send again.