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| PATIENCE by Boag <<< part 6 PART 7 James and Richey were sat on the end of James bed. James had one of his legs up on the bed with his hand resting on hi knee and the other leg was supporting his weight on the floor. His free arm was dedicated to smoking a cigarette. In spite of the chaos surrounding them James stance was masculine, tense and taut, for some unknowable reason a confidence emanated from him. The contrast in Richey’s body language could not have been more pronounced. He was perched on the end of James bed legs together and feet on the floor. His hands were knotted together in his lap and his shoulder were pulled in as if he was huddling from the cold. He looked terribly small and fragile and the weakness he felt in his body meant he was dreading the sex that approached. Usually he was an adventurous and almost fearless lover reviling in the challenges James could set his body but right now he wanted to run and hide from this man staring into him. James could sense apprehension in Richey, he thought maybe he’d made a mistake. “Richey…” he was cut off “James screw me…hard” it wasn’t what he wanted but it was his chance to keep James, he had to make this memorable, he just hoped he could be convincing. The words set James nerves alight, it was exactly what he wanted to hear, this was their last time, their goodbye, he wanted to make the most of the delicious body he could never savour again but he wanted Richey to want it too. He didn’t waste anymore time, he got up and locked the door and stubbed his cigarette out. He stood in front of Richey, who cowered below him, and grasped his shoulders, roughly he pushed him down onto the bed and crouched over him with one knee and arm on either side. He used a knee to nudge Richey’s thighs apart and placed it firmly between them and then bent down to touch Richey’s lips with his own. Richey moaned and tried to grab James lips with his own but James hovered above moving out of reach every time Richey got near. James jumped off the bed and circled it, Richey half sat up and watched as James removed his t-shirt before he held his arms out inviting James to relieve him of his as well. James grabbed Richey’s legs and pulled them apart, he placed himself between them and then pushed himself hard against Richey forcing him down onto the bed underneath him. They rubbed their bare chests against one another before James pushed his tongue into Richey’s mouth delivering a deep kiss. He left tat part of Richey and started to kiss around his jawbone and down his neck along the sternomastoid muscle to the prominent clavicle which he ran his tongue along. Richey’s eyes were closed and his eyelids flickered and the electric sensations fed his arousal. He writhed with pleasure a James took his nipples in his mouth and sucked them till they become sore. He placed his fingertips lightly on the back of James head kneading locks of hair and James worked his way lower licking the bones of Riche’s ribcage until he reached the softer skin of his abdomen. He persed his lips and kissed the down covered skin, Richey responded twisting his pelvis and rising eagerly to meet James mouth. The hair was beautifully soft so James brushed the skin of his cheeks against it before he ran his hands over it and up along the sides of Richey’s body. As he did so Richey arched his back higher and James hands rose whilst his tongue traced a line straight up along the sternum. “It’s so good James” Richey apprehensions had dissolved, as always James touch was enough They found each others mouths again and swapped positions whilst tonguing, it was James turn to be licked and kissed. His nipples were particularly sensitive, Richey only had to touch them lightly and James moaned heavily, he flicked them lightly with the tip of his tongue before clamping his lips around them and sucking gently hen gradually harder. James could hardly contain himself, it was too much. “Richey stop or I’ll cum right now” Richey smirked, he had never ever slept with anyone other than James who could orgasm purely through having their nipples sucked. “I suppose it’s time you paid attention to another area of me isn’t it” Richey threw himself kamikaze style onto the bed and let James remove his jeans, socks and pants and allowing James to remove his own. Richey tried to rise himself up to look at James’ body as he stood their briefly but James was feeling less sentimental. He returned to the bed and lay to the side of Richey putting one arm under his head and the other around Richey’s waist. Richey mirrored his actions but dropped his hand to James’ arse. They resumed kissing and squeezed each others backsides urgently and forcefully pulling each other closer so they could rub their erections against one another. They were both getting close to spunking, the pace their hands worked to was demanding and violent, their breathing was paniced and the movements of their groins was pleading. James pulled away, Richey grasped for him to return but James pushed him over onto his stomach and forced a pillow underneath his groin to raise him up and little and give him a more pleasing angle. Richey looked like a corpse flopped over a pillow, despite the strength of the urge inside him he forced himself to go limp relaxing every muscle in his body hoping a particular muscle would get the message. James placed one hand on the bed to the side of Richey and used the other to smear lube on Richey’s hole and then guide his thick throbbing cock into Richey. As he felt himself penetrating deeper into the dark recess of Richey’s body he moved his hand to Richey’s side to give himself leverage. “Is that ok baby?” “Mmmmmmm” James began to rock gently against his lover being careful not to pull out allowing Richey to become accustomed to his presence. Urged on by Richey’s moans and his own fraught need he started to pull out an inch or two and push back in each time coming out a bit more and slamming back in harder. He didn’t fuck Richey as hard or fast as he could or had, the slow hammer was on this occasion more intense and desirable. James was virtually pulling himself out and re-entering Richey with each thrust and it was driving them both wild. Richey loved the sensation of the pain of first being entered followed by James pushing past the ring of muscle filling the empty space that craved him. The pressure on the most sensitive part of James’ dick as he pushed into Richey and forced his ring apart followed by having his whole length swallowed was overwhelming. Richey started to laugh, the sound of squelching and James’s balls slapping against him were hilarious but he was soon forced to make another as James came in him. The feeling of James hot seed spilling pushed him over the edge and he came over the pillow. Instead of pulling out straight away James collapsed on Richey with his resting on the crock of Richey’s shoulder. “What were you laughing at?” “Just the sound we were making!” They lay there for a few moments before James erection finally surrended and he pulled out rolling on his back. Richey removed the pillow from underneath taking care to show James the mess he’d made before flinging it to a distant corner. He snuggled up to James and hey lay in each others James for what they both believed to be the last time but instead of thinking about their beautiful goodbye James let a forbidden thought take root “how can I be giving this up”. Richey had been right, James only needed to be reminded of what he was missing to start missing it. For Richey the thoughts he was having differed greatly, he was keeping the his ray of hope for a darker day, right now he was getting ready to let go. Once he had found the strength to leave James and return to his own room he pulled out a black holdall and started piling his stuff in. Something inside had told him now was the time to go, the lyrics were all but finished and the art work could be organised from anywhere, the music wasn’t his domain and the chapter of hostility between him and James had been closed. As he lay recovering from his partners attentions and thinking of the future the idea from so long ago had leaped forward. He had said he could wait no matter what but he had been very wrong, he asked his youthful naïve self to forgive him for breaking the promise he had made all those years ago. He had discovered a strength in himself that had remained hidden until this day, he was ready to let go of James and more importantly he felt like he could let go of James but he could only do so from a distance. Staying close to James would be too painful especially watching him marry someone else, leaving the band and the friendship was the only option left for him. Although he felt capable it couldn’t erase the feeling that another part of his heart was dying. As he packed someone came into the room and closed the door, it was Nicky, and he was so preoccupied that he ignored what Richey was doing entirely. “You were with James for a long time” “Yeah, we had a lot to discuss” “You seem a lot calmer and so does he, I take it you came to an understanding?” “Well I suppose you could say that” The Nicky observed the movements of Richey’s hands which led his gaze to the bag “What are you doing?” “I need to get away, I’m taking a break” “You can’t! The album…” “I’ve virtually finished my only role, the lyrics are nearly done and whatever else needs doing can be sorted between you and me over the phone, you don’t need me to play” “No but…we need to know you like the music, that you agree with the sound” “So you can play it to me over the phone or send me a tape” “It won’t be the same as having you here Rich” “I know but I have to go” “You are coming back aren’t you?” Richey lied “Yes, I just need a break Nicky” Nick sat on the end of the bed and started to cry softly. “I thought the horror of this day was finally over, no I see it’s only just beginning” Nicky’s soft cries become loud sobs “what’s happening to us?!” The invisible barrier Richey needed to build to leave the band was already starting to go up, he felt unable to go to his friend and comfort him, he just watched impotently. Eventually Nicky left to tell Sean and James. Richey knew they had been told when he heard James belt up the stairs swearing loudly. “What the fuck are you playing at? I thought we’d sorted things out!” “Yes we have” “But you’re leaving” “Can’t you see this is the only way?” “You’re splitting our band up!” “No, I’m protecting myself, this is too painful, I need to be away from you” “I thought you said you could wait” James croaked. “I didn’t know what that would mean back then” “I never intended to hurt you Richey, never, I just fell in love with her” “I know but the fact is that you did and you chose her over me…now I’ve made my own choice, I’m choosing myself over you” “Richey don’t go, don’t do this!” “I just need a break…don’t make this any harder than it is” part 8 >>> <<< Boag's stories |