Disclaimer: This story, though maybe not in this chapter but in subsequent chapters, will have celebrities in it. I have no knowledge of their sexuality and this is not intended to imply their sexuality. This is all from my own mind. Scary!! People actually get a glimpse into my mind!!!
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In this story, which has been floating around in my head most of my life, you will find many universes merging, as the above copyrights reveal. I hope you all enjoy this. I appreciate any feedback that you may want to give. This story doesn't deal so much with sex, sex, sex, but more of my feelings that I struggled with and am starting to come to terms with. Part of his background is mine. I do hope that you enjoy it!!!
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Chapter 18 Romantic Dinner
Lance returned home from work and I greeted him with a smile and a kiss.
"How was your day?" I asked.
"Okay. Busy. I'm tired. We had to learn all these new dance steps. We are going on tour this spring and summer and we have to know all these new moves. They are not too difficult, but they are challenging.
"How was your day?"
"It was wonderful. I was able to get some things taken care of that I hadn't done in a long, long time. It was great."
"Good. Since we have the evening to ourselves, perhaps you and I can spend it together."
"Always. I'll make dinner. You go shower up."
"I was hoping we could shower together."
I grinned at him.
"Let me get dinner prepared first, then."
"Sounds good to me."
Lance sat down and I began dinner.
"The guys would like to see you," Lance said.
"Really?"
"Yeah, really. They miss your charming smile and wonderful company."
"Right," I said with a note of sarcasm.
"I'm serious."
Lance and I talked as I made dinner. I put it in the oven to cook and we went upstairs to shower.
I undressed Lance oh so gently. Then, he did me. We climbed in the shower and washed each other. We embraced under the falling water and just kissed.
"Dinner will burn if we don't get out soon," I said.
"I'm hungry only for you," Lance replied.
"Flirt."
I reached over and turned off the water, reached outside and grabbed the oversized towel and dried Lance and I off. Then, I wrapped it around our waists and we walked embraced into the bedroom.
Lance stepped out of the towel and put on a pair of red sweatpants and a black t-shirt. I grabbed a pair of blue sweats and a black muscle shirt.
"Come on. Dinner should be ready."
We went downstairs and I checked the lasagna. It was almost done.
"Would you like some garlic bread?"
"Sure," Lance answered. "I'll set the table."
We scuttled around the kitchen and Lance set up the table. When it was finished, I put the food in serving platters and dishes and set it down on the tray beside the small table. It was a large table but could collapse down to seat two. Lance set it up for two.
I served the food out and Lance turned on the radio. Lionel Ritchie's song "You're My Angel" began to play.
I just want to tell you
All the things you are
And all the things you mean to me
When I find myself in need and there's no place to go
When I feel the loneliness inside my heart
You're the answer to my prayer
And you're with me everywhere
You're my angel, miracle
You're all I need tonight
Give me shelter from the rain
You breathe life in me again
You're my angel, miracle
You're all I need to know tonight
Tonight is just a moment
We're blowing in the wind
We're trying to find a friend
And only time can tell us
If we win or if we lose
And who will stand beside us
When there's darkness all around me
You're the light I see
When I need someone to ease my troubled mind
You're the answer to my prayer
And you're with me everywhere
You're my angel, miracle
You're all I need tonight
Give me shelter from the rain
You breathe life in me again
You're my angel, miracle
You're all I need to know tonight
You're my angel
You're the answer to my prayer
And you're with me everywhere
You're my angel, miracle
You're all I need tonight
Give me shelter from the rain
You breathe life in me again
You're my angel, my miracle
You're all I need to know tonight
You're all I need to know
You're my angel
Lance and I finished eating. I picked up my plate and his to clean up when his hand came down upon my wrist.
"Leave it," he whispered.
He took my hand and led me to the living room. He walked over to the stereo and pressed the "play" button. "Unforgettable" played. Lance walked over to me and put his arm around my waist. I placed one arm around his neck and our other hands interlocked. We swayed to the soft music just gazing into each other's eyes. Not a word was spoken. None was needed. Just the look we had for each other spoke volumes of what was in our hearts.
Unforgettable
In every way
And forever more
That's how you'll stay
That's why, darling,
It's incredible
That someone so unforgettable
Thinks that I am unforgettable too
Lance bent me over backwards and kissed me full on the lips as the song ended. I lost my balance and fell to the floor dragging him with me. He landed on top of me. We began giggling and laughing.
"I love you," he said.
"I love you, too."
I pulled him to me and we lay on the floor kissing. He moved to my neck kissing and gnawing, being kinky. I moved my hand down to his shirt and put my hand underneath the material rubbing and caressing his back. I was also kissing his shoulder. He lifted his head up and I pulled off his shirt revealing his chest and abs. I moved down and kissed his nipples, tonguing and sucking on each one. He breathed out with a muffled noise. I knew what I was doing was stimulating him. I had more than one clue. His breathing was a good clue, his nipples reaction to my ministrations was another, and the member in his pants began to swell and harden, easy to tell since he was not wearing any underwear.
My own was being stimulated, as I enjoy pleasuring others, especially the man I love.
Lance sat up on his knees and looked down at his growing crotch. I looked and smiled. Then he looked down at mine and smiled. He pulled up my shirt and began kissing at my belly button. Then he moved down. He pulled my pants off and I pulled off my shirt. He put one arm under my knees and the other under my shoulders and picked me up. As he carried me upstairs, he put his mouth around me and began to suck on me. It was so erotic, so stimulating.
When we got to the bedroom, he laid me down on his bed and continued sucking me. He got me to the point of climax and stopped.
"Straddle my face," I said to him.
Lance moved up to my face and I pulled down his pants revealing his hardened, discolored member. I placed my mouth around the head and began sucking. As I sucked, I pulled his pants down and squeezed on his firmly rounded cheeks. I could tell when he was getting close as his thighs began to tense up, so I stopped. He pulled his pants off and laid on top of me and we ground our bodies together making love with each other.
After an hour, though it seemed like only moments of time, we climaxed and fell into each other's arms. He held me. My head rested on his chest.
"I love you, Eric. I always have. And I always will."
"I love you, Lance. You are my knight in shining armor. You are my soul mate. I would not want to live without you. You are the love of my life."
We lay in each other's arms just enjoying the closeness of each other. Soon Lance was fast asleep. I lay still until I was sure he was asleep and then I got up. I walked over to the closet and opened the door. I stepped inside and grabbed the suitcase. Then I left the bedroom and entered one of the spare bedrooms. I lay the suitcase on the bed and opened it.
The suit seemed to be calling to me. Its emptiness was calling me to fill it. It called me to fill its shoes, to make its symbol come alive in Orlando. That's what I was going to do, especially after my encounter with an angel.
I grabbed the bodysuit and pulled it on. As the material enveloped me, I felt its power. I pulled on the boots, cape, glove, and mask. I was Batman once again.
To Be Continued...
He's back, gentlemen (and any ladies who happen to be reading this gay male story)! Finally, he's back!
And what about the amount of sex Lance and Eric are having? Any questions or thoughts on that? I look at it as the fact that they are so much in love with each other. Like I've said to several people, the story has taken on a life of it's own. The characters tell me what is going on.