Love and Deceit

Chapter 13: Awakening

“This is outrageous!” Miriam’s father yelled, slamming his fist on one of the beautifully polished cherry oak tables that decorated a sitting room in the Welland mansion. He was yelling at Carter’s father, but the ever so professional Mr. Welland did not seem in the least bit shaken by the burst of anger his would-be business-partner had displayed.

The wedding was a shock and disaster. I sat there dumbfounded when Carter began to remove his close and then abruptly announce that the wedding was off. I was much more than a little curious as to how that whole scenario had developed, but I had not had the chance to go a look for him since we got back from the church.

I sat in the relaxing sitting room with Carter’s parents and Miriam’s parents but it was far from a relaxing atmosphere. The tension in the room was so thick that you would have needed a chainsaw to cut it let alone a knife.

When Miriam’s father burst out in anger at Mr. Welland, I squirmed in my chair. I wanted nothing more than to leave the room and go straight to the confinements of my own. At least it was a good thing Adrian wasn’t around, he wouldn’t have been able to handle the situation quite so calmly, although I would have hardly considered myself calm.

“Calm down.” Mr. Welland snapped back.

“How can I calm down when your son has made a laughing stock of my daughter on her wedding day? She was in tears when I went to see her after his flashy stripping display. He has done something awful to her, and she won’t even speak to me. He has insulted my daughter and myself and has completely ruined the pride of the Welland family as well as my own-“

“And who are you to say that my son has ruined the pride of MY family?”

“How could he not? With that flashy display at the church, making a mockery of every one there; stripping? Honestly, how can you be so lenient with your son’s disgraceful behaviour? If he were my son, he would only see the shiny black leather strap of my belt before it came down on that disgraceful bare tattooed back of his.”

“You are trying my patience.” Mr. Welland said in an icy cold voice that reminded me so much of Carter. Mr. Welland had blue eyes that would intensify in color when he was angry. Not only was that aspect similar to Carter, but so were his features. I now knew exactly where Carter got his cold, dark side from. When either Carter or Mr. Welland had that same cold calmness in their voices, it would send a dreadful shudder down my spine whenever I heard it. It actually scared me at how much father and son were alike.

“Um,” I tried to flee, “excuse me, I should probably go and check up on Carter.”

“Him!” Miriam’s father burst out. “Everything bad started since your son brought this trashy orphan home. If he hadn’t come, none of this would be happening.”

“Me?” I said in shock. Why was he accusing me? It’s not like I had anything to do with Carter’s loving Nathan. That relationship was way before me.

“Don’t you dare blame Chris for any of this, you bastard.”

All our heads snapped over to the doorway of the sitting room to see Carter with a more than angry expression on his face.

“I should be blaming every thing that has gone wrong with this marriage on you. If you had just left Nathan alone, I probably would have been married to your daughter by now. But no, you decided to have him killed, didn’t you?”

Miriam’s father’s eyes went wide, so did the eyes of his wife, Mr. and Mrs. Welland, and my own. So Miriam’s father was responsible for Nathan’s death?

“I don’t know what in the world you are talking about. It appears that you are delusional, young man.”

“Don’t play dumb with me.” Carter growled. “Miriam told me every thing. She went to you and told you about the situation regarding me and Nathan. You then had a man hire a pair of assassins to go to Nathan’s hotel room while he was out of town, rape, torture, and then murder him. You knew how important he was to me and yet you would not allow anything to stand in the way of my and Miriam’s marriage, isn’t that right?”

“-I- uh.” Miriam’s father was sweating.

“More than that, I found out who those were men were that were hired to kill Nathan, and I had my men take care of them. Having been told by them who it was that hired them, I took care of that man quite well myself. As for you, give me one good reason why I shouldn’t strike you down right now without a care in the world? We both know that my family is powerful and it would take hardly anything to convince the police not to press charges or even investigate your death. So please, sir, give me just one legitimate reason why I shouldn’t kill you for what you did to my lover?”

“But it’s wrong!” Miriam’s father shouted. “Two men in love? That’s outrageous! And what you did to my daughter at her wedding and in front of the guests at the church was even more outrageous. It makes me ashamed that I ever thought of you as an upright example of a man.”

“Tell me again why I shouldn’t kill you, you selfish, good-for-nothing, son-of-a-bitch?” Carter demanded once again, his voice a glacier, as he advanced on the cowering man. “If I ever see you, not only in this house, but anywhere again, I’ll kill you without a moment’s hesitation in the most creative a brutal way possible.”
It was clear that Miriam’s father’s blood ran cold as it drained from his face. Miriam’s mother too had the look of death on her face. Almost instantly, after Carter spoke those words, the proud parents of the infamous cobra dashed out of the house, not bothering to pack any belongings. They were gone from our lives for good.

Mr. Welland let out a small sigh. “I guess we’ll have to send them there belongings. I couldn’t bear to look at the horrible taste in items they had. I don’t regret seeing them leave.” He spoke those words more to himself than to anyone else.

Mr. Welland turned to his son. “I’ll make sure you get a few weeks off work with pay. You’ve had a rough month so I suggest that you stay in your wing of the mansion with Chris and relax, alright?”

I looked at Mr. Welland with surprise, but my look was only returned with a kind smile on his part. I then looked back to Carter. It’s true that he seemed rather pale and that he needed the time off work. Luckily, Carter nodded to the offer without protest. He beckoned me to go with him and we both went to his wing of the mansion.

To my surprise, Carer nearly collapsed on to the floor but managed to hold himself up on the supporting wall. I ran to see if he was okay. The entire, stressful month had taken a huge toll on the Welland heir’s mind and body, and I hadn’t even noticed it. It made me sad to think about it.

I lent him my shoulder and he took it with a small smile. I hoped it was just my imagination, but Carter’s body felt a lot thinner than it was before. Did he lose weight?

We went into his room and I placed Carter on the bed. He looked like a helpless child that would tear apart if he were left alone for even a moment.

“Are you okay?” I asked him. Stupid, of coarse he’s not okay, I mentally thought.

“I’ll be fine.” He replied with a sigh.

“I’ll go get some water for you.”

Even though I knew it wasn’t a good idea to leave him alone, it probably would have been better for Carter to have glass of the cool liquid. But, before I could go get the wanted item, Carter grabbed my arm to stop me.

“Don’t leave me, Chris. Please don’t leave me.”

He looked like he was about to cry.

“Okay. I won’t leave. I’ll stay here until you fall asleep.”

“Stay the night?”

“The night…? Sure.”

***

I rested on the ledge of the large, Olympic sized swimming pool, having just finished a series of timed laps. I was training for my next competition that would decide weather or not I was going to the Olympics. My dream may finally be coming true.

I was taking a small breather when I heard footsteps coming up behind me and then a rather loud splash. With a gasp, I turned around but didn’t see who it was. Another gasp came out of my lips as the culprit had managed to swim up behind me and garb me.

“What the-?”

The culprit finally emerged from the water when I whipped around to see who it was. I smiled when I saw it was Carter looking as beautiful as ever wearing nothing by a pair of Speedos. I could almost feel the drool dripping from my mouth. Thank God for previously wet faces.

“Hey… um…” I tried to say something, but it was hard to concentrate on dialogue when you had a drop dead gorgeous man wearing a skin tight bathing suite in front of you. I could feel my heart almost pound out of my chest, my face grow hot, and believe me, that wasn’t the only thing growing hot.

“What about your back?” I asked, “Should you really be in chlorinated water right now?”

Carter turned around to show me his tattoo. It was the same as before. A demon wing with an angel wing taking up the whole of his back, but there was just one added touch to the already spectacular tattoo. In between the two wings, going across his shoulders was beautiful italic writing spelling the name “Nathan”. A marvellous display of precision and artwork that only glorified the tattoo’s true beauty.

I smiled at the sight of the added ink. “It looks great.”

“My parents think so too.” He told me turning back around.

The moment he came face to face with me once again, he pinned me to the wall of the pool and kissed me deeply, wasting no time in sliding his tongue in my mouth. I quickly responded to the kiss as a muffled moan escaped.

Holding the ledge of the pool, Carter pressed his body to mine, his body responding as eagerly as my own.

“It’s good to see you so energetic.”

Carter smile turned a little sad. “Being depressed won’t bring Nathan back, nor will it change the fact that I do and always will miss him. He liked you a lot and so do I. he would have wanted me to find happiness with you wouldn’t he? He hated seeing me stressed or sad; he always insisted on me smiling. He would never accept any other expression but that of happiness, so he would always bend over backwards to make sure that I would smile. I think that the best way to honour his memory, other than adding his name to my tattoo, would be to be happy with you.”

I cupped Carter face with my hand and kissed him. “I’m happy with you too, Carter, and Adrian really likes you. We can all be happy together, right?”

“Yeah.” Carter hesitated for a moment. “I’m sorry about what I did to you before Chris. I was really a horrible person when you first met me and when I first brought you here.”

“Don’t worry about it.” I said back to him honestly.

Now, having heard that, Carter became a little feistier. As his mouth closed back on mine, his hand began a familiar exploration of all sensitive areas of my body. It was great to finally get that feeling again after so many months of no action.

Of course, the last thing one would expect off of a man who was mourning over a lost lover is sex. I realized at that moment just how much I needed him again. I’m surprised at myself at how much of an addict I have actually become, but I guess I can say that Carter taught me well.

He started doing better in the last few weeks, ever since he got the addition to his tattoo. It was as if Nathan himself became a permanent part of Carter, and that made him alive in all of us. It was a true sign of remembrance.

Carter spared my sensitive areas no mercy as he quickly moved to my equally quickly growing erection. It made me gasp sharply when he grabbed my cock through my tight swimming trunks. While his hand began to pump the wet fabric, his head came down on my neck as he began to sharply nip at my collar bone, another thing that made me gasp and moan into the touch. I could feel my face become red and hot. It certainly didn’t take long for that to occur.

“Hnn, Carter… Ah.”

I could feel Carter smile as he kissed the trails of the nips down my neck. It wasn’t enough, I wanted more… much more.

I pushed Carter away from me and reached down to pull his Speedos off his beautifully sculpted legs. I could tell that Carter was surprised but amused; he didn’t know what I had planned for him.

One of the things I was good at as a kid was holding my breath. I remember during those long swimming practices that my team mates and I would have competitions of who could hold their breath the longest while swimming the length of the pool. Those practices did wonders for me, especially for what I was about to do.

Smiling mischievously at Carter’s puzzled look, I took a deep breath and went under water. I could see pretty clearly under water, or at least, clearly enough that I could guess what the long shaft was that rose up from between Carter’s legs. Grabbing hold of the hard organ, I opened my mouth, letting it slide easily inside, and closing around it.

I saw Carter’s body tense up as his hands dug in my flailing hair in the water.

I don’t know if it was the temperature of the water, or the fact that we were in water, but this whole experience was making me go crazy with need; and, apparently, making Carter crazy as well.

It is always a thrill to do something like this where there is a chance of being caught, and what better place to get caught than in a pool, where you can’t completely make out the form of another person, but you can pretty much guess someone else is there, doing something naughty. Does that make any sense? Well, even if it doesn’t, it was a total turn on.

Carter’s fingers began to tighten around the locks of my hair as he was quickly approaching his climax, but I couldn’t let him come just yet.

I pulled away from his cock and came out of the water to meet his look of utter disappointment.

“Why did you stop?” He asked. “I was so close; your technique has gotten much better.”

“Because I want you to come inside of me.” I said with another mischievous grin.

“Hmph” Carter smiled. He pressed his lips against mine, hard, and then quickly turned me around, slamming me roughly against the pool wall. I held onto the ledge for dear life as he lifted my hips and positioned himself at my entrance.

Having wrapped my legs around Carter’s body (as best I could, considering my back was facing his front) he gently pocked the head of his member into my tight opening and then rammed his entire length inside me in one hard thrust. I cried out in pain, but Carter’s coaxing soon made the pain go away and all that was left was pleasure.

Carter began to pull out and thrust back in as he had done so many times. Continuously he would pound his entire length into me, again, and again, and again. I was quite surprised at how long this was lasting considering I was sure I had almost made him come with my mouth. Apparently, this man’s endurance was far greater than I had first anticipated; he sure was full of surprises.

With each one of his unforgivable thrusts, my chest slammed against the ledge of the pool so hard I was sure it was going to bruise. Well, even of it did, I really didn’t care.

I cried out with each and every one of his thrusts and I felt overjoyed when deep, sexy grunts would come out of his lips. I turned my head around so that I could see the expression that Carter wore. His eyes were closed as the look of pure pleasure was painted all over his face. It made me so happy to know that it was me who cause such and expression.

“Unh, Carter, keep going... deeper… harder.” It was embarrassing to have such things come out of my mouth, but it felt so good I didn’t want it to end. If I died right then and there, with Carter inside of me, I would have been happy beyond belief.

Carter’s pants quickened even more, as the speed if his thrust became faster and much more powerful. I could feel his body tense up behind me as his release was approaching.

One of Carter’s arms was rested around my waist so that he could keep firm hold of body as he dug his cock deep inside of me while his other hand held into the pool ledge so that he wouldn’t push back to far in the water. The arm that held onto my waist lowered as Carter’s hand came down to grasp my own needy erection that was just waiting to be attended too.

He timed his strokes along with each of his thrusts, making me cry out with every one. It felt like my head was going to explode… well, both heads actually. Heh heh.

“Uhn… Carter… I- I’m going to-”

“So am I.”

With a final thrust, I came, crying out as strings of semen glided through the water, like a torpedo trying desperately to reach the surface, but in vain.

Carter grunted a final time as my inner muscles contracted around his cock, probably painfully, but no doubt mind blowing.

As he came, Carter pressed his body harder against mine, his head dipping down to press into the space between my neck and shoulder. It was like we would come forever, or at least, never emerge from the bliss that was felt from such a climax. Fireworks of pleasure had erupted behind my eyes, as well as my cock.

After a brief while, the two of us calmed our breathing to a steady pace.

“Of all the times we’ve done this,” Carter started to say, nuzzling my neck, “this was by far the best.”

“Mmmm hmmm.” Was the only response that I could produce in my dreamy state.

Gently pulling out of me, Carter turned me around and lightly pressed me against the ledge of the pool, once more, to hold me and steel a kiss. I returned it right away.

Breaking away from his lips, I wrapped my arms around Carter’s neck, and my legs around his waist, hugging him tightly. Carter aloud me this access, staying perfectly still, the moving water of the pool gently swaying our bodies.

“I love you, Carter.” I breathed into his ear, and I gently kissed his neck, where hair met flesh.

I could a hear Carter take in a small breath and then let it out in a small sigh. “I love you too, Chris.”

It must have taken quite some effort to say it, considering he had never told Nathan. It was also probably because he didn’t want to repeat the same mistake of not telling me and have something happen to me. Whatever the reason of why he decided to tell me with words that he loved me, even though I already knew without him having to say it, it made me incredibly happy to hear him whisper those three sacred words back to me.

I held him tighter, and he reciprocated.

When this all began, my relationship with Carter, it was a transaction; an agreement that he and I had made. Like a prostitute, I’ve let him use this body as he pleased. I’ve surrendered seemingly impossible depths of this body to him, and all for the sake of my little brother’s health.

But you know what? After getting the chance to know what he was really like; in the end… it was worth it.

God… Mom… Dad… Adrian… forgive me...

I love this man… Carter Welland.


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YAY! It's finally over! I finished it! I finished it! *jumps up and down* *stops jumping and looks at computer* ... I finished it? *Gasps at the realisation* No more writing about Chris and Carter? *sniffle* Well, we had a good ride, right? *tear falls down cheek*

Thank you to everyone who stood by my characters for so long, and to the e-mails that I would get by people asking me when I would post up more stuff. Well, here you have it. The last chapter. How was it? Good? Be sure to review and tell me what you think.

This was my first story with actual chapters. heh heh I'm happy with it. I hope you are too. Did you like the ending? Rereading it, it makes me sad that I didn't think to start off the story this way with the whole "Transaction" paragraph, but I only thought of writing it that way when I was finishing it. I had that paragraph in my head for quite some time so I'm glad I finally got it out.

So... that's it. Make sure you review... Huh? Carter wants to say something? Uh... sure, I guess you could.

"Carter here. Make sure you review or I'll send my men after you. If I do, it will not be pretty."

*Blush*

"Uhn... Carter, come on, you're slacking off. Thrust harder."

"Yes, Chris.............."

*massive nose bleed*

See ya, people.