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A Love Story with a Prisoner of War - 16. Warm Hand

span style="font-family:Georgia,serif;">Caught with our pants down

11:56 p.m.

I heard the door swing open. No sooner had the door opened than candlelight flooded in and shattered the complete darkness in the room. A gasp of shock followed.

My blood ran cold, colder than the poles.
Trembling with fear, I instantly halted the fabulous ride on Axel’s long fat cock, but his magic wand was still deep inside of me.

Axel, who was facing the door, uttered something in German. Looking into his eyes, I sensed fear.
I didn’t dare to turn around to see who had trespassed on my kingdom.

Is that mum or Jake? – I thought as my pulse raced.

Due to my sheer fear of who was behind the door, my rectum expanded and contracted repeatedly. Feeling the intensity, Axel who had been skillfully edged (by me) before the intrusion, climaxed uncontrollably. Moaned in pleasure and shivered in fear, Axel helplessly and irresistibly shot his love liquids into my tunnel.

‘Ah…Ah…Ah…’ Axel gasped for air as I clung on to Axel, feeling warm liquids fill up my empty space.

The eruption lasted for seconds, but it felt like an eternity. The feeling of oneness and being filled up with love were perhaps the most glorious moment in life. Both of us were so lost in the magical moment that we almost forgot someone was standing at the door, observing us.

Too exhilarated to react to the third party, I just wished that the one at the door was nothing but a hallucination…

Seconds turned into minutes. The post-orgasmic euphoria began to subside.

The weak candlelight flickered on, meaning that someone was at the door.

Axel's eyes fixed at the door, his face in the color of apprehension.

It had been a few minutes since the door was opened, but the intruder, except for the gasp at the beginning, had not made a sound or a move.

I wanted to know who the intruder was but I was scared to death to face the truth. Trepidation and anxiety were running wild in my veins, congealing my blood; my joints had never felt so stiff before, and it felt like even the slightest movement would break my neck.

As I turned my face slowly and timidly to the door, a familiar figure came into sight.

Frozen, my mouth felt glue-shut, my mind went blank, my heart stopped beating.

Axel and I stared at the figure as we clung to the blanket which was keeping our entwined naked bodies warm.

No one moved, no sound was made, silence reigned. Time seemed to have stopped.

Suddenly, a thunderous shout destroyed the perfect silence across the whole northern Canada. ‘YOU TWO GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!’

Oh. It was mum…

 

*  *  *

That day was 7th December, 1941. Coincidentally, it was as well the very same day when Japan daringly attacked Pearl Harbor. That day marked the turning point of WWII, as well as the love story between Axel and I.

They say life is a roller coaster ride; and it’s so true.

 *  *  *

Mum was infuriated. If 10 were the maximum level of anger that a human being is capable of reaching, she was on level 100. She was screaming, scolding, crying, and bouncing hysterically. Even Jake was woken up by mum’s deafening rants, and he soon appeared at the doorframe, looking confused. I tried to calm her down, but soothing an insane asylum patient was as hopeless as finding a needle on the seabed or trying to find a bone inside an egg. On the verge of collapse, mum kept ranting how sinful we were; how much God abhors us; how much she wanted to disown me; how much we made her flash creep. Mum had never been so mad in her entire life; her wrath was as readable as a letter. She tried to shove Axel and I out of the bed, but Axel and I were stark naked, so there were no way we would leave our bed and expose our bodies in front of her and Jake.

The word scared could hardly describe how scared I was. Even mum was just a diminutive woman, her ranting and her cursing made me feel as if I were being condemned by the entire universe. Tears welled up in my eyes as I kept telling her Axel is the love of my life, and being in love with a man is not as sinful as the Bible indicated. However, telling a conservative and narrow-minded Catholic those things was like adding oil to a bonfire.

Axel remained speechless. He didn’t look a bit frightened to me. He looked as if he wanted to fight back against mum’s verbal harassment and accusation, but since his vocabulary bank was very much limited, verbal fighting between him and mum was beyond the realm of possibility.

Jake, who was leaning against the doorframe, was watching as if it was a drama. He seemed pretty disgusted at what Axel and I did, but I was not sure. Jake was only 13, maybe he had no idea what Axel and I were up to. I wished he would at least try to calm mum down, but all he did was giving us a nonchalant look.

‘I love Axel.’ I said assertively to mum once again as I held Axel’s hand tight in my hand.

‘God forbids!’ Mum shouted back. Then, she pointed at Axel and glared at him.

‘Axel, you are a satan, aren’t you? My son was so pure before you came here! God H-A-T-E-S you!’ Mum yelled, stressing every syllable.

Axel, totally offended, scowled at her and babbled something in German. Then, he turned to face me and said, ‘Go.’

We stood on our feet, quickly put back on the clothes which we had taken off before our lovemaking, and we took the blanket and some nearby jackets along.

Axel held my hand and together we walked out of that door. When we passed my mum, Axel looked down at her, eye to eye, and he puffed up his chest and said shamelessly to her, ‘I love Xavier.’
These three words, coming out from Axel’s mouth, reassured my belief that as long as I have Axel, nothing else matters. My life is gloriously completed. I knew it was ludicrous to be feeling good in a moment like that, but hearing him say that made me feel invincible.

‘Leave my house right now! Perverts! I DON’T want to see you anymore!’ Mum barked, like a dog.

‘Mum. I hate you!’ I shouted with all my might, and shot her the last glance.

I walked past Jake, who was standing with his hands folded. I glanced at him and I saw tears rolling down his cheeks. Without a word, I walked out of Jake’s life.

 

 

Axel and I had hardly descended to the ground floor when we both came to the realization that it was a mistake. Winter in Northern Canada was hell. There’s nowhere we could go. Snow piled up to 10 feet tall everywhere. The temperature in daytime was merely above thirty degrees Fahrenheit whereas the temperature at nighttime was constantly below twenty. Adding the freezing gales, staying outdoors for more than a few minutes could be lethal.

The barn was not an option as there was minimal difference between staying outdoors and staying inside the barn. The barn was as chilly as outside, just that there was no snow inside the barn.

‘Where can we go?’ I asked Axel worryingly, my heart filled with sorrow and anxiety.

Pause.

‘I know… Otto.’ Axel replied brightly.

‘Oh… Let’s go.’

Unsure of what lay ahead, Axel and I trekked arduously into the dark as sleet from the sky kept battering us. The coldness outside was overwhelmingly unbearable, but Axel’s hand, which was big and slightly warm, kept me going and gave me the reason to walk on… and on… and on…

span style="font-family:Georgia,serif;">Reminder:
Otto is the other German prisoner of war who taught Xavier to sing the German version of ‘Happy Birthday’ and he as well taught Axel how to say ‘I love you’ in English. Otto works for the Williams who saved A&X when we were stuck at the maple tree in the forest.
Feel free to leave me any kind of message. Even just a 'like' from you can make my day.
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JC =3
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Cannd

One inconsistency I found was in the chapter before. Don't know if I saw it the first time and said it already, but you begin with 7 mos. have passed. You tell the story about his school. Then you say 2 mos had passed. I think the story of school is in the best possible place if you want to keep it in the story, though, so I would just not put how long had passed at all in that part. Just say that as time went on they could talk more and one story was...

Then you can discuss 2 mos. and then to 5 when they made love which led to being caught and them leaving. the one thing that would have been smart/necessary would have been for them to grab as much of their stuff as they could. If they could grab some extra clothes, etc. it would be best, as clearly they can't just go to town and get some new clothes. I'm glad you said they took their jackets, but I would have had them grab what they could for Axel, push past the mom and stop in Xav's room and grab his stuff and even say they put it all in the blanket and tied it up. Then they'd go downstairs and grab jackets on the way out. Maybe even took Xav's blanket too and walked together under that. It just would make things easier when they go somewhere else. They have no money or accessibility to things they need otherwise.

What I do hope is that he contacts his brother through Otto and sees him and talks to him again. His brother clearly cares about him, though he demands a high price to take over his chores. Being that he is so young, he'd be jealous that his brother wasn't paying attention to him, esp in a place where they prob. only had one another. It doesn't sound like there were friends coming and going, It would be just as plausible that the brother would not hold it against them as it would be that he listen to the propaganda his mom will spout upon them leaving.

 

I wonder what Otto can do for them? That isn't his house. What can he offer aside from a barn or something. Is this the same house that his friend he grew up with lived at? Did both men who came after them live there? I have to go back to check.

I wonder what Otto can do for them? That isn't his house. What can he offer aside from a barn or something. Is this the same house that his friend he grew up with lived at? Did both men who came after them live there? I have to go back to check.

I look forward to getting more of the story.

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Lisa

Oh man, it was mom. And she kicked them out. Shit, what are they gonna do now? How far is Otto's?

 

Of course I remember Otto.I hope he can help them, at least give them a warm place to stay.

 

Looking foward to more. :) Oh, when you say, 'when Japan daringly attacked the Pearl Harbor', there is no 'the', it's just 'Pearl Harbor'. =) Also, you said, "That day marked the turning point of the second world war, (I don't believe you need them in caps unless you say WWII), did you mean the bombing of Pearl Harbor led the US into the war?

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joecarlson
On 09/06/2013 02:09 PM, Lisa said:
Oh man, it was mom. And she kicked them out. Shit, what are they gonna do now? How far is Otto's?

 

Of course I remember Otto.I hope he can help them, at least give them a warm place to stay.

 

Looking foward to more. :) Oh, when you say, 'when Japan daringly attacked the Pearl Harbor', there is no 'the', it's just 'Pearl Harbor'. =) Also, you said, "That day marked the turning point of the second world war, (I don't believe you need them in caps unless you say WWII), did you mean the bombing of Pearl Harbor led the US into the war?

Otto's place (which is the Williams' place) is less than 15 minutes from Xav's house.

 

I have already deleted the in 'the Pearl Harbour' and decapitalized second world war. Thanks for pointing the mistakes out. Well, many historians believe that the attack marked the turning point of WWII as before the attack, the central power was winning, but after the attack, the US joined WWII and the central power began its road to defeat. that's what i meant by turning point.

 

Thanks for your continuous support for the story, Lisa. You never fail to make my day.

 

Lots of love,

JC

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joecarlson
On 09/06/2013 02:10 AM, Cannd said:
One inconsistency I found was in the chapter before. Don't know if I saw it the first time and said it already, but you begin with 7 mos. have passed. You tell the story about his school. Then you say 2 mos had passed. I think the story of school is in the best possible place if you want to keep it in the story, though, so I would just not put how long had passed at all in that part. Just say that as time went on they could talk more and one story was...

Then you can discuss 2 mos. and then to 5 when they made love which led to being caught and them leaving. the one thing that would have been smart/necessary would have been for them to grab as much of their stuff as they could. If they could grab some extra clothes, etc. it would be best, as clearly they can't just go to town and get some new clothes. I'm glad you said they took their jackets, but I would have had them grab what they could for Axel, push past the mom and stop in Xav's room and grab his stuff and even say they put it all in the blanket and tied it up. Then they'd go downstairs and grab jackets on the way out. Maybe even took Xav's blanket too and walked together under that. It just would make things easier when they go somewhere else. They have no money or accessibility to things they need otherwise.

What I do hope is that he contacts his brother through Otto and sees him and talks to him again. His brother clearly cares about him, though he demands a high price to take over his chores. Being that he is so young, he'd be jealous that his brother wasn't paying attention to him, esp in a place where they prob. only had one another. It doesn't sound like there were friends coming and going, It would be just as plausible that the brother would not hold it against them as it would be that he listen to the propaganda his mom will spout upon them leaving.

 

I wonder what Otto can do for them? That isn't his house. What can he offer aside from a barn or something. Is this the same house that his friend he grew up with lived at? Did both men who came after them live there? I have to go back to check.

I wonder what Otto can do for them? That isn't his house. What can he offer aside from a barn or something. Is this the same house that his friend he grew up with lived at? Did both men who came after them live there? I have to go back to check.

I look forward to getting more of the story.

oh, I read my story over again, even i was confused about the time. i am sorry about the inconsistency. let me think think how to amend it.

Jake definitely cares about his brother and he will play a very important role in the following few chapters.

 

Otto will be of great help to them. Even the house is not otto's, Axel and Xav can at least sleep on the floor in otto's room right?

Characters: Andy and Stephen Williams. They are brothers and they saved A&X in the forest when A&X stuck on the maple tree. Stephen was the father of the twins (nick and jordan) who were Xav's good friends.The Williams' place is only a 15 min walk from Xav's.

 

Thanks for your continuous support and comment, cannd. Your support gives me the reason to write on. It really touches my heart to see long comments like this. Comment like this is the greatest reward for writing the story to me.

 

Lots of love,

JC

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K.C.

Not only was it his mom, but Jake's ass had to come running in too!! :o What are they going to do? If Otto is another prisoner of war, what can he do to help? I hope Mom cools off and calms down. There are some really bumpy times ahead of A & X...wonder how you're going to get them out of this one! :(

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