Hasimir Fenrig
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Thanks a lot for your kind review. I'm very glad you enjoyed it.
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I've read so many build-up stories that I wanted to explore the "aftermath" in a story of my own.The run-ons are mainly a stylistic choice. At least, In most cases...
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Hope you'll like the rest as well
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Thanky you for your kind feedback! And someone has to be the first... :-)
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Thank you very much for your kind words! And all the best for finding the relationship you're looking for.
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After the wedding we had stayed two days with my parents. Hans and Emily had joined us. To be frank, my Mom hadn’t left them much of a choice. We had promised to visit both of them after our honey moon trip to finally talk. Kev and I returned to the college, before leaving for our honey moon. It had been more convenient to book flights that started and ended close to the college. We had just ascended the stairs and were walking down the floor to our room. Administration had already changed th
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The day of our marriage had finally arrived. It was 11 o’clock. My parents had prepared a reception before the ceremony and many of the guests were already scattered in the house and the garden, talking and laughing. All the people we had invited had accepted. Kev and I still were in ‘normal’ clothing. We had extended the superstitious notion of not seeing each other in our wedding suits to both grooms. Mom had taken care that both of us had something new, something old, something borrowed and s
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It was Thanksgiving again. This year we would spend it with my family. Christopher had wrecked the nerves of Marc and my sister when he had learned that he would see Kev again. He and Kev the Rabbit were still inseparable. Kev and I had arrived on Wednesday. When Tiff and her family arrived on Thursday morning, Christopher ran to Kev and hugged his leg. Kev picked him up and the little man planted a kiss on Kev’s cheek, beaming over his entire face. My little nephew whispered into Kev’s ear.
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Despite the day to day business of college, training and spa, Kev and I always found time for a little romance. Small things, like eating in our room by candlelight or renting a boat to spent the day on the nearby lake, but the love behind them gave them gravity and significance. It was almost June now and even after six month of being a couple my attraction to Kev hadn’t waned. Quite the contrary. Kev had just returned from his job at the spa and was holding a flyer. “The Rocky Horror fan
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At last, Kev and I had made up our minds about the travelling certificate from my parents. We had searched the web together. That had taken longer than expected. First time, I had been sitting on Kev’s lap before my notebook. After a short time the computer had been completely forgotten. Next tries included lying on the bed, lying on the floor and standing at the desk. The result had invariably been the same. We had then decided to make love before looking for a place to spend the trip. That had
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I had been walking through the aisles of the library for hours now. At least, it felt like hours. The library computer insisted on the book, a text on measure theory, being here. I had asked one of the librarians, but he could only confirm that the book should be here and that it most probably had been sorted in at the wrong place. Since I needed this book for a paper, I had no choice but to search for it. I had made my way to the engineering section. At least, the librarian had been able tell m
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Next morning, Kev and I were awakened by the loud sound of small feet rushing down the stairs, accompanied by hearty laughter. Kev was looking at me. “Merry Christmas, Leon.” “Merry Christmas, Kev.” We kissed, just a tender brushing of lips. I cuddled close to him and buried my face in Kev’s chest. I wanted to revel in his closeness. One small pause, before the activity of a family Christmas would keep us busy for the rest of the day. Kev caressed the back of my head. “They are waiti
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It was the day before Christmas Eve. Kev had insisted that we took his car, another quarrel about the gas, another round of reconciliation sex. Kev’s small car was loaded to the brim with boxes, bags and stuff. The ride would take us approximately six hours. We had left at 9am, so we should arrive by afternoon at my parents’ house. At the beginning of our trip Kev had been cheerful, chatting away, singing along the Christmas songs playing on the radio. But the closer we came to my parents, the t
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It was December 15thnow. I was waiting at the exit of the college’s parking lot. Kev and I had decided it would be most convenient if we took his car to go to the Hardwood Contest together. That decision had been followed by a small quarrel about who would pay the gas. We compromised on sharing the bill and had reconciliation sex, so there hadn’t been much of a fight to warrant it. Kev’s grey, well used car stopped right before me and I got in. He was tense, lost in thoughts about the upcoming c
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Courses, training and Kev’s job at the spa had resumed on Monday, but Kev and I spent every free minute together. With Kev I had learned the distinction between sex and making love, always thinking of them to be synonymous before. Kev hadn’t fucked me yet. I hadn’t asked for it and he hadn’t insisted, for which I loved him even more. I was still afraid of his massive cock being rammed up my ass, but I was on my way to overcome my fears. I owed it to Kev, owed it to myself. I wanted to be one wit
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The clothes were gone as soon as he we had entered the privacy of our room. We were beyond tenderness, raw desire had taken over. Earlier that afternoon, when Kev had been to the training, I had been roaming the web. It had started with checking some forums I participated in, but soon I had been following link after link, letting the web guide me. On one of the pages, an ad banner praising an all male porn page had caught my attention. It had been describing one of their model’s proficiency i
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On Saturday morning, we did our running training as usual. Again, we held hands, not willing to miss any second of possible contact. After showering, we headed for the cafeteria for breakfast. We had just started eating, when Kev snatched one of the flyers lying on the table. “They are showing ‘The Wizard of Oz’ in the city cinema this evening. I love that one, too.” “Who doesn’t?” I said laughing “Wanna go?” “But this time, I will buy the tickets and the food.” Kev grinned. “Okay, o
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The spa was closed over Thanksgiving and the following weekend, so we could spent the day as we pleased. It was early afternoon, when Kev announced to me he would skip his bodybuilding training session. It was obvious that he was uncomfortable about it, since he had already skipped it the day before. But it was obvious as well that he wanted to spend as much time with me as possible. I had come up with an idea. “Kev, I haven’t seen you train. I haven’t seen any bodybuilder train, to be frank.
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I woke early in the morning. I heard Kev's steady breathing behind me, his warm and firm body close to mine. One of his arms was slung around me. From the outside this may have looked possessive, but I felt protected and safe. I knew for sure that Kev had no other intentions on his mind. With my index finger, I softly traced along his arm, starting at his very finger tips. I felt for every detail on his arm. I followed the bulge of his biceps, probed every square inch of his triceps and all the
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Officially, only Wednesday to Friday were without courses. But unofficially, the whole week was very relaxed. The courses took place, but the professors told tales, showed movies or started discussions very unrelated to the courses' topics. As a strange coincidence, the entire faculty forgot to bring along the attendance lists. They told us that they would have to fill them out by memory, which meant that they would tick off every single name on it. It felt like a blink of an eye and Thursday wa
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Time passed by and soon November was about to start. “He made you do what?” Rob asked in a shrill voice. “He didn't make me do anything. He asked me, whether I would help him oiling up for the fake competition they would do for training.” “Which you did?” “Sure. See, for some people friendship does mean more than exchanging insults.” “Perhaps, he figured out you are gay and is now trying to kill you by sexual tension or wants you to make a move to get away with ‘self defense’
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The next weeks passed by in no time. Courses had started, lots of work was the result. Kev had taken up his job at the spa. The situation between Kev and Rob had finally calmed down and there was even a budding friendship between the two. Befriending Rob wasn't easy, but rewarding. At last, she was convinced that Kev meant no harm for me. We spent the evenings together, sometimes all three of us, more often just Kev and me. Our friendship deepened every day and it seemed that we were still far a
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Like the two days before Kev woke me up for our running session the next morning. He was wearing the new track suit, I had ordered, and was smiling at me. The bizarre ending of the last evening now seemed distant and blurred; it had faded away like a dream. I smiled back, got up and dressed in the new outfit, too. Kev had some more running tips for me and this time I performed even better. Not much, but notably. I could tell by his look that Kev was very proud of me. It made me happy beyond reas
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The afternoon passed and I changed for our visit to the college movie club, before Kev had returned. I felt like dressing up, though I wasn't exactly sure what for. For him, of course. That nagging little voice in my head had to add. I let this comment slip by. Who am I to contradict myself? I chose the pair of blue jeans that were tight on my ass, but loose on the legs. As a top, I decided for a black longsleeve. It had those almost rectangular applications on the shoulders, which made me
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I had slept surprisingly well given the events of last night. Once again, I woke up being called by Kev. “Leon? Time to get up. First training lesson.” Kev was back to full grinning mode. At least, he gave no hint that he was still holding a grudge against me for buying the tickets. With a night's sleep distance, I was clearly aware, what I had tried to do: overcompensating for my feelings for Kev. Giving money to Kev was just another way to express those feelings… and a bad way for sure.
