A Way Out of the Cold

Here is a story I made up recently. Enjoy and be sure to review ^^ I may put up a second chapter or a third maybe if I get enough reviews ^^

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“Cold people are cowards…” that was what he said to me as he walked out my door, and I wanted to call out to him suddenly. For the first time since I had known that man I wanted to call out his name and have him turn around so I could tell him, but I couldn’t. The anger I felt then and my pride made me swallow my words and I just stayed silent as he walked out. It was five years ago to this day that I last saw him and I couldn’t just turn back and talk with him. I hung up on every call he made to my phone, I ignored the messages, the letters he sent me and when he came to my door I refused to answer. I could hear him but I didn’t see him and I refused to see him. If I saw him I would just drop it and forgive everything like all those other times when he had apologized to me after a fight. We always fought too much…

Then somewhere along the line he stopped calling, writing, everything. I felt happy and victorious because I felt that I had won. I had made him break down and stop trying, and I had gotten what I wanted. And then, I felt lonely. I always had him there to go to after a hard days of work and if he had a hard day also, I was there for him. I missed that, having someone to be there for you and having someone need you at times…me more than him it seemed. And for five years, I missed that, and I never got over him breaking up with me, but I wondered how he felt when I had dropped him first. I worked hard and did little else, and most of it just became a bad and fading memory in my mind, but then I saw him on the street one day. He was walking with a man I recognized as a fellow worker at his job he had finally taken up near the end of our relationship. I felt joy at seeing him, though my heart broke I was happy to see him. I watched him until he turned the corner a block down and I could have sworn he turned his head to look at me but at that point, my wife was pulling me into the store and I had to look away from him.

For the rest of the day I thought about him. I thought about him so much I had to leave my home for a drink at the local bar down the street. I went in and sat there a while, thinking and when I was about to order my drink, the bartender walked up to me with it. I looked at him with a slight grin. “Am I becoming such a regular customer now that you know my drink?”

He shook his head but he had a friendly smile on his face as he nodded to the end of the bar. “Sort of, but he ordered it when you came in…”

I looked at the end and saw a man in a jacket with the hood up over his head, smoking a cigarette. I picked the drink up and walked down to him and in the back of my mind, I noticed that his frame was familiar. He turned slightly but not much and I couldn’t see into his hood still. “You looked like you had a hard day…” he said, as if it explained the reason he knew my drink and ordered it for me.

“Do you always order guys drinks when they look tired?” I surmised that this guy was alright and began to drink what he had ordered me.

“No, you’re special…” I paused a minute in the middle of a sip but then finished it and smiled to myself. ‘Those are the same words he said to me the night we met…We’ve had this conversation already…’. I didn’t know why I didn’t notice it was him, his body structure looked familiar, but his voice was slightly raspier than last time. “Those cigarettes will kill you…”

I turned and continued smiling at him with a knowing smile and he turned more to me. In the dim light I saw the tip of his nose appear and part of his mouth that was in a smile as well. “I’m going to die anyways, does it matter how I go?”

I laughed slightly. “I’d always imagined dying with people you loved around you…”

“Then I guess I’m screwed…the only person left that I love proved a long time ago he wasn’t ready to commit to being with a guy…” He said back and as he took a drink of his own glass, my smile disappeared and I looked down at my drink before drinking the rest of it and ordering another.

“What was he like?” I asked, my tone changing a bit. We were still playing the guessing game, only he had the floor and not me this time. Out of the corner of my eye I saw his face appear more in the light.

“Tall, handsome…a stubborn bastard…” he chuckled a little but saw that I didn’t smile and stopped quickly. “A politician…afraid to get his hands dirty with his man-loving tendencies, and a cold person…”

“Why would you love a guy like that?” The bartender brought me my second drink and I thanked him before drinking away half of it.

“I don’t know, I just did…he had other qualities that I liked… he was smart and a wonderful cook. I probably would have starved if he hadn’t made me those meals to take home…” he tried smiling again and got me to smile a bit as well. “He was just…cold. He needed someone to warm him.”

I thought a minute as we drank a bit more of our drinks. His words echoing in my head. He had said that to me too…how long ago was that? More than the five years I spent trying to forget them? “Do you think he found what he needed to warm him?”

“I don’t know…” his answer surprised me as being so quick, without missing a beat. “He married some woman, but I’m not sure if he’s doing so well…”

This time I saw him turn to me fully and in the light I saw his face. Concerned, loving, sad, and a little cold as well. ‘Don’t look at me so lovingly…’ I thought as I felt my cheeks turn pink from him staring and looked away again. “He probably isn’t…”

His eyes wandered over my own frame and I guess I looked a little pathetic. I felt pathetic. I downed the rest of my drink and felt him move a bit closer but not too much. I was still a politician in a way. “It was nice talking to you….I’ve got to go. Come by sometime…here’s where I live…”

My eyes looked down and saw him push a piece of paper with an address and phone number to me and I looked at him with a smile. “What makes you think I’ll come by?”

He smiled back at me and pulled his hood off and I saw his wonderful face fully now and his chestnut brown hair fell over his forehead in beautiful strands that shimmered even in the dim light. “Because I’m bored and you need someone to warm you…”

I watched him leave and I looked down at the paper. I was half tempted to throw it away and not have to deal with him and this irritating relationship any further but I didn’t. I picked it up and pocketed it. He hadn’t changed at all in five years. Still the same haughty, sure of himself bastard that knew just how to turn everything…

Then suddenly, I got up and paid the bartender. I got in my car and pulled out the piece of paper, staring at it a long while. I knew what trouble I would be getting myself into if I got involved with him again. I could lose everything, all that I had built up I would lose completely if I did. But I didn’t care anymore, I didn’t want any of it anymore. All I wanted to do was to see him again, to feel his skin against mine and to hear him whisper to me…I blushed slightly as I felt a slight hard-on beginning in my loins from just the thought of him and began driving to his place. It took me a minute, seeing as he had moved to a place in town I had never been too but when I got there I went to the elevator and went to his floor then down the hall to his apartment door. I stood there, catching my breath as I had hurried to get to this point. I looked at the paper and then the door. I was feeling conflicted, my cold cowardly part of me telling me to go back home to the woman I had married but I no longer cared for her or about her anymore. I shook my head and raised my fist and knocked on his door, putting away the paper I had used to get to where I was standing now.

It was a minute before he opened the door and mumbled out a hello. I looked up at him and he stared at me wide eyed, the hand that was toweling his hair dry stopped and dropped to let the towel drape around his shoulders. “A-Andrew?”

I heard him finally say my name and I couldn’t take it. I reached out and wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling myself close and kissing him deeply, running my fingers through his damp brown hair. He didn’t push me away but kissed me back and he even slid his tongue into my mouth which I welcomed eagerly, moaning softly at how he tasted. I pulled back and stared up at him. “You planned that out…” I whispered.

He laughed and it was a rich sound to my ears as he pulled me in, shutting the door. “Of course, but I didn’t know you’d give in so easily…” and he was kissing me again, pulling me clumsily to the bedroom while I struggled to undo my shirt and throw it off. I had the towel from around his bare shoulders and was working on my pants as we fell on the bed and soon he had me underneath him while he was undoing my dress pants and I was sliding his jeans off. Once we were naked we pressed against each other with loud moans, and I could feel him parting my legs with his hands to get to my entrance and I spread them eagerly. I never wanted anything so much as I wanted this man right now. He kissed me as he pressed his lubed fingers into me and I moaned into his mouth, sucking on his tongue and biting his lip to show him that I wanted him soon. His fingers brushed deep inside of me in that place that I loved and I arched my back off of the bed, pressing my hips down onto his hand more. “Joseph…hurry…”

He laughed softly and looked down at me as he pumped his fingers in and out of me. “You haven’t been with a guy for five years, you’ve got to be worked loose…”

I blushed and mumbled something about using an alternative and Joseph let out with that rich laugh again. Getting the idea that I had masturbated with not only my fingers but other, much larger things up my ass he pulled his fingers out and lubed his member up before sliding into me with a deep moan, sending waves of pleasure through my body that I could only get from a man, only from writhing and moaning under this man. He began a pace that was steady but not too rough and I met his thrusts eagerly, wanting to feel him close. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and kissed up his neck to his ear and nipped his slightly, feeling him shiver and moan slightly. I smiled to myself as I moved to the crook of his neck and bit suddenly as my body jolted from being probed in the prostate and I moaned around the flesh I had bitten into, feeling Joseph shiver again. His neck and ears had always been his spots…

We thrusted harder and harder, more and more. I never wanted it to stop and when it came that I felt like I was going to come, I fought it off as hard as I could until I couldn’t hold it back anymore and I came with Joseph, his seed shooting inside of me and making me shiver as I felt my cum hit my chest in hot drops. The waves of my climax rolled over me again and again and when they finally stopped, I was able to look up at Joseph and when I did, he opened his eyes and stared down at me, panted like I was. His arms came down around me and wrapped around me and I embraced him back as he rolled us over onto our sides and pulled out of me gently. We lay like that for hours, not falling asleep, not saying anything, just sitting and feeling each others warmth and strength. I missed it, I missed being near him and being able to see him. I was finally beginning to get sleepy when he spoke. “You asleep Andrew?”

“I was about to…why?”

Joseph sighed and looked down at me, running his fingers through my hair I closed my eyes, the movement making me a bit sleepier but I kept myself awake. “I want to know…why did you come back? I mean, I know I gave you my address…and even invited you to come by…but…”

I looked up at him and his eyes met mine. “I-I don’t know…I just, I left the bar and I wanted to see you…”

Joseph smiled and kissed my head and I closed my eyes again and I felt his lips on my forehead a while, then something mumbled came out. “I love you Andrew.”

I nodded softly and embraced him back. “I love you too Joseph.”

“If you love me then stay with me. Don’t let me leave like that again.” he was now whispering in my ear, his fingers still in my hair. “If you love me come with me.”

I was beginning to nod off again but I managed to ask. “Where? Where would we go?”

“Anywhere, anywhere you want…” he said and held me closer. I could hear his heartbeat and it lulled me even more. “We’ll go away and it’ll just be the two of us.”

It sounded silly, it all sounded like some corny love line but at the same time, just the two of us sounded wonderful. It sounded so great, it sounded like a dream I’d been dreaming for a long while that was finally coming true. I was nodding off quickly, barely able to talk. “I’ll go…I’ll follow you anywhere.”

Joseph kissed my head again and held me tighter and I was on the verge of sleep. I guess I would regret the decision later, but right now, tonight, all I could think about was how nice it was to be in his arms, and how I would give up anything to have this every night for the rest of my life.

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ok its probably a little corny but I like it...I like how it came out. ^^ enjoy and check out my other stories...hopefully ill finish them soon XD