by CELENE CAREY
“Have you ever loved anybody?” he asked and he looked at him startled.
“What do you mean?” Charlie asked.
“Have you ever felt like, if a person would ever leave your life; you’d lose your mind?” he asked, more seriously this time, and Charlie’s expression turned stern too. “No,” he replied softly and then asked “Why, Andrew?”
“Because I’ve started to feel this way about you, Charlie,” he uttered softly and with a gentle smile. He looked at him and stared into his eyes for a while, and then they embraced each other by hugging. Andrew brought his mouth closer to Charlie’s ear and said “Will you marry me, Charlie?” and his heart skipped a beat.
He looked at him surprised and anxious, and tried to see any traces of mischief in his eyes to check if he was only fooling around. But his expression was serious and he looked like he meant every word he said.
“Are you sure you know what you’re saying? I don’t remember having any wine,” he joked and they both started to laugh. “I want you, all of you all to myself” he said as he started kissing him passionately, then he broke away to hold Charlie’s face in his hands and uttered while looking into his eyes “But I will wait if you are not ready,”
Charlie’s heart felt like it would burst out of his chest and he looked right back at him as his eyes welled up and tears started to roll down his cheeks. “I am ready,” he said and they started to kiss once again and even more passionately this time. They ripped each others clothes off, and Andrew caressed his whole body with his strong fingers till he brought them down between his thighs and started to rub. He brought his hands down his pants as well and the minute he touched his cock, he knew he would be screaming loud that night. He was deceivingly big, and as he started taking off all their clothes, before they knew it, his big thick cock was moving in and out of him as his body shuddered with surges of pleasure running through his limbs. He was on the verge of an orgasm before Andrew flipped him over and entered him from behind unprotected, he let out a gasp as he filled him up and his legs felt weak with pleasure. Every time he would slide it in, his legs would shake a bit and he kept at for almost an hour before Charlie felt like he was about to climax in his ass. Andrew stopped and pulled himself out of him just then, to delay his climax and held him by the legs to drag him down the carpet, towards his face. He started kissing his thighs and looked at him from time to time, but Charlie’s eyes never moved from his face, and his lips.
He kissed his inner thighs and slowly moved up as his tongue tickled his skin. He felt himself hardening up and just then, his lips touched him right between his legs on the head of his cock. He started to suck and lick it so passionately that even looking at him going at it drove him further towards the first of many orgasms to come.
His body shivered as he licked him and took it deep, and then, rolled his tongue around it slowly, pressing the heat of his tongue on the smooth raw flesh of the head, which made him swell up. He was craving for Andrew to fill him up again but he kept sucking as if he was hungry for it, biting the insides of his thighs teasingly.
Charlie’s mind was going crazy, and he knew this was an important night; his life was about to change for good, and he thought this was the perfect start. He came on top of him after he had slurped up all his juices and entered him once again, and his body started shivering right there and then as their wetness dripped on to the bed covers. They hugged each other tightly and Charlie felt like their bodies had become one, and Andrew didn’t ever want to let him get out of that room again. They made love for hours and then slept in each other’s arms, and when they returned home from that trip they started preparing for their wedding.
Charlie was as happy as anything, and he couldn’t believe his luck for finding a man who matched his mind and soul so equally. They were stronger together, and everything worked out fine when they found themselves in each others’ company. Shortly afterwards, the big day came, and the very next came the big news. Their wedding had been the happiest day of their lives till fate proved it had other plans for Andrew and he was called upon to serve as a pilot in the war because of his experience in the field. Charlie only found out he had learnt and trained to fly a fighter plane but he insisted he had never did it with the intention of joining the force. His life had finally started to take wings and now everything was crashing down, and Charlie looked for any way he could find for him to stay. So he battled with his feelings for days till he had to finally leave for an Asian country, and he had no idea when he would return.
His heart broke the day he went away and Andrew said he’d write letters but it would take some time before they would reach her, and all the rest of her days became dedicated to waiting for him and then after those painful months; taking care of Lucy and waiting for Andrew to write. Lucy was Andrew’s niece and she had been in a coma for 3 years until she woke up one day; healthy and doing just fine. Charlie had helped her move in with him, since her mother had passed away in the accident that had crippled her too, and he knew it had been Andrew’s dream to see Lucy doing well again. He wondered why it so long, and couldn’t what to tell him about how had been blessed finally and his prayers had been answered, but no calls or letters ever reached him and her life became complacent. His life had one purpose now; to wait for Andrew Weiz; his husband and lover, who went to serve as a pilot in the war.
Meanwhile, at the other side of the world, Matthew and Andrew prepared to carry out the first of a string of aerial operations into the enemy territory, and they were told that the weapons they were using for defense were good at taking down planes. Matthew wasn’t as good as Andrew was, but he was a stable pilot and he responded well to command. But the mission required him to fly solo, which was intimidating for him since it was his first time. Andrew, on the other hand, missed home terribly. The mission was to be commenced in two days, and Andrew had some time on his hands to run some errands. He had promised his husband he would write to him and it had been almost a year that he hadn’t been able to locate a reliable post that would send a message on his behalf back to Connecticut. He tried many times but never got any reply, which ascertained him that Charlie hadn’t gotten his word. There was never any private connection at the base, but Andrew had fished out some information that ensured him there were at least two telephones inside the officer’s building that he could use.
That night he decided to go to the officer’s base and walked right up to the reception manager who was sitting at the front desk after walking in through the large door. He approached him earnestly and started to speak “I am going on a mission a day after tomorrow, and it’s been almost a year I haven’t been able to send word to my husband back in America. We had been married only a week when I left and I don’t know if I’ll come back alive from the mission. I need to make a call sir, to my home in Connecticut,” he had practiced every word in the mirror before coming, expecting them to move the officer’s heart and let him make a simple call to his beloved Charlie.
The man looked at him and then pointed towards the wall on Andrew’s right; he turned and saw a small black booth and hurried towards it after thanking the man at the desk.
He dialed his home number, and looked at his watch. It must’ve been around midnight back at his place when Charlie picked up the phone, and Andrew found himself not being able to form any words.
“Hello?” he kept saying, Andrew listened as his voice as soothed him, and a thousand memories started flashing past his mind. He finally mustered up the strength and speak up, but all he could say even then was “Charlie, it’s me,” is a soft and hurt tone. He started missing him terribly and he recognized his voice and started to cry “Andrew? Is that you? Where have you been? I’ve been worried sick, you never wrote back. How are you?” he showered him with questions and complains as he listened to his voice quietly and a smile spread across his face. He looked back the man sitting at the desk to see if he was watching, and tried to stop himself from crying. But the man was busy writing something
and didn’t even look up.
“I tried so many times Charlie, I wrote so many letters but there was no way to make sure you got them, I waited for your replies and they never came,” he said in a broken voice, and heard him trying to hide that he was crying by keeping his voice down “How are you love? Do you miss me? We never got to really live together as a family,” he felt this happy after a very long time, and he wasn’t letting it slide.
“I’ve been well Andy, when are you coming back? You life is waiting for you here, just come back now you’ve done enough for your country,” he uttered, and Andrew noticed how worried his husband was which made him feel important and loved. He was just starting to say something when he heard a voice in the back and he glued his ears to the receiver to hear more closely, “Who’s that?” he asked as he felt his heartbeat starting to race, and suddenly a million thoughts came rushing to his mind.
“It’s Lucy,” she said softly and broke the news to him “wait a second, let me see”
Charlie went off the line for merely seconds that Andrew felt his whole body shivering with anxiety. He couldn’t help the tears that were starting to well up in his eye and he heard Charlie’s voice calming Lucy down and couldn’t help but break down into tears. The man sitting on the desk noticed but didn’t say anything, and Andrew kept listening closely to his niece’s voice after such a long time. Charlie came on again and said “Andrew? Are you there?” and Andrew cleared his throat and managed to say in a cracking voice “I’m here Charlie; let me listen to her voice”. Charlie wiped the tears streaming down his face and wished he could just convince him to come back now, as he answered “She’s asleep, I’d woke her up with my noise,”
Andrew remained quiet for some time and then spoke up again “Are you mad at me?” he asked.
“What? No!” he uttered “I am so proud of you Andrew, but I need you now and your niece needs you too. You’ve served them enough,”
“I have been ordered to go on a mission the morning after tomorrow,” he uttered solemnly and Charlie went quite “I’ll return after this mission Charlie, I promise. I’ll quit everything, I’ll run away if I had to,” he tried to explain to Charlie the complicated emotion of the sense of duty, and he listened intently but Andrew knew he was not convinced. They talked for more than forty minutes when the man called out at Andrew to put the phone down now.
With shaken voices and hurt feelings, Charlie said a bitter yet sincere goodbye and Andrew asked him to pray for his return. That night he lay in bed all through the darkness, imagining what it would be like when he goes back home and picks up Lucy in his arms after so long. He was feeling as lucky as the king of the world and felt confident about his mission in the morning.
The sun came out soon enough and Matthew and Andrew prepared for their fates without knowing that the better man won’t ever return. During the fifth hour of his assault, Andrew’s plane was shot down and it crashed into the sea. In his final moments, he tried to imagine his Lucy’s face before the darkness engulfed him completely.
His body arrived at his home, and Charlie never even took a look at it. A few months afterwards he travelled back to Vancouver with Lucy to revive his writing career and found Andrew sometimes on the same beach that they had met the first time. He’d be walking along the coastline and he would walk right up to him from nowhere, and if only for a few moments but still, life was worthwhile again.
THE END
BOOK 70
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EXCERPT from - MFF THREESOME MENAGE TABOO
She’s becoming animalistic, she claws into my back, cutting into the skin as I begin pounding deep into her soaking hole, only meek moans escaped her mouth and into my ear until there is another rush of hot fluid.
“OOHHH, I’M CUMMING!!“ She shouts loud as ever.
Her warm juice spills all the way down to my pelvis, she moans at the top of her sexy sweet voice until she’s suddenly cut off by her own words.
“Sheila???” She says with her eyes popping and mouth agape, taken aback in total shock.
“You have got to be kidding me Petrene!” Sheila furiously exclaims. “In our kitchen?”
I quickly pull out from Petrene’s pussy, there is a wet noise while doing so. Although the timing is bad, I quickly turn around to find Sheila, upset but still sexier than ever.
“Sheila I can explain” Petrene begins to speak.
“Save it!” Sheila breaks over.
Petrene works her way over to stand in front of Sheila “I couldn’t resist the rumors, we both know you heard them too. Like you just don’t understand, he made me feel like - sooo good you just have got to like try him.” Petrene quickly speaks.
I catch Sheila’s sexy green eyes sneaking glances at my hard cock, if only she knew that today was actually planned for her to have it all.
“So you cheated on me because of a rumor?” Sheila suddenly asks Petrene. My jaw drops, this totally explains why Sheila was so upset… They were undercover lesbians! This explains why Petrene had only been penetrated like only twice. Damn.
Regardless of their emotional topic, Sheila continues to glance over at my cock several times within the passing seconds. The anger that once sat in her forest green eyes has now turned to aroused lust.. . . Download this story and continue reading now . . . FREE for Kindle Unlimited Users and Prime Members
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Table of Content
CHAPTER 1
CHAPTER 2
CHAPTER 3
CHAPTER 4
CHAPTER 5
CHAPTER 6
CHAPTER ONE
In Her Thoughts
Ten minutes of combining meat and cutting crust passes before I relax my body on my living room sofa. I’ve finally accomplished the ultimate making of my beastly sandwich. The juicy combination is so thick that it takes both of my hands to lift it for my first bite. “Be-beep, be-beep” My phone goes off.
“Ughh” I groan of annoyance, then set aside my appetizing sandwich to check the notification. With a bet on my life, I can assure that whoever has messaged me has only done it for attention. Expectedly, after unlocking my phone, I read a message from my little sister’s best friend.
“Hey handsome, how’s your night?” Viv’s text asks.
My eyes roll of irritation on their own, I would like to ignore her but I know she is aware that I have seen her message. Viv has always been a loyal friend to my little sister, always there to give her a shoulder to lean on. My guilt would eat me faster than I could devour this sandwich if I were to leave her without a response.
“Doing okay. Actually about to crash out,” I lie so she can buzz off.
Of course with my unfortunate luck, Viv quickly replies with a daring text saying “N
eed some company? My panties aren’t on.”
After reading her desperate text, it is easy for me not to panic as I have already thought up a message to kick her back into place
“No, I’m fine. I’m here in bed with my woman. ” I lie again. Feeling sure that Viv is done replying, my irritation increases when I receive another instant text from her,
“Oh. I’m sorry, your woman or your girl?” She asks. Her premature youth annoys me. If only Viv would’ve cut the corny chatter, my lonely sandwich wouldn’t be waiting as I reply to her open – ended messages.
“My woman. I have a ripe preference for women. Mature, older women. Not girls.” I reply.
“Are you saying I’m not your type?” Viv messages back. I use this perfect opportunity to turn her down,
“How did you know?” I sarcastically respond. After finally setting down my phone I’m able to indulge in a big tasty chunk of my sandwich. My second mouthful is then disturbed by another text, “Beep, beep” arrives a text from Vicky “Hey cutie, you still awake?” She asks. “Beep, beep” My phone receives yet anther notification, except this time I’m shocked to see that it is not from Viv or Vicky.