The Creation of Mr. G 3
by Londonboy
“You got some splaining to do, Lucy,” Brandon said after a few minutes of silence.
“Why is that?” asked Richard with a smile on his face.
“If you have known how to give that much pleasure to another man for all the years we’ve been together and you have not shared it until now then you are in some very big trouble, old man. But, if you’ve somehow learned these new tricks recently by practicing with someone else, then you’re in even more trouble. Part of me doesn’t really care as long as you keep doing it in the future, but part of me wants to know how you could do something so unbelievable.” Brandon laughed a little as he said this and he kept his head against Richard’s shoulder the entire time.
“I’ve been reading a few books and watching some videos,” Richard said jokingly.
“They obviously must all be X rated,” responded Brandon.
“I’ll never tell,” whispered Richard and he kissed the back of his partner’s neck.
“I’m not sure my ass has recovered yet,” Brandon said honestly. “I’m not sure I’ll be able to walk to the bedroom. I’m not sure I’ll be able to walk tomorrow either. How the hell am I going to last sitting on a plane all the way to New York? I’m sure it’s going to hurt a lot.”
“Hey, I completely forgot you’re going to New York,” Richard said quickly.
“Of course you did,” Brandon responded as he pushed his body away from Richard’s so he could look at his partner directly. “You always forget things I’ve told you a hundred times.”
“Are you sure you don’t want me to come with you?” asked Richard sincerely.
“No, Richard. I’m only going to be there for four days and they’re only showing one of my paintings. But, thank you very much for offering. I think it is much more important for you to rest a little.” Brandon said this as he slid his hips back so Richard’s semi-hard cock popped out of his hole. “Besides, I don’t want the reviews of the show to only talk about the gay astronaut that attended.”
With this comment, Brandon reached out and grabbed Richard’s sides roughly and tickled him. Brandon knew that Richard could not stand this and the high-pitched scream that escaped his partner’s mouth was all the reward he needed. At the same time Brandon slid his hands down to the hem of Richard’s shirt and pulled it over his head in one quick movement. The younger man immediately brought his mouth to his lover’s left pec and honed in on the erect nipple. Brandon sucked hard and this caused his partner to let his head fall back in pleasure. He then let his tongue and teeth tease the highly sensitive protruding piece of skin. Richard let out a quick moan of ecstasy. And as quickly as he started Brandon sat back up and looked down at Richard’s chest.
“You really do need to call that trainer, sir,” Brandon said seriously. “Look at your sagging pecs. You actually look like some kind of old man. What’s up with that? And I still can’t believe you, the skinny-minnie, have some fat around his stomach. You’ve never been flabby a day in your life. Not that I mind, though. It gives me something to grab hold of!”
With his last comment Brandon reached down to tickle Richard again. The sudden feeling of fingers at his side made Richard jump up out of the chair and Brandon fell to the ground landing hard on his ass.
“Well if your powerful dick didn’t do enough damage to my butt now I’ll probably have bruises from the concrete. Thanks a lot, mister,” Brandon said laughing and then stood up.
“It’s not my fault,” Richard said defensively, “You shouldn’t tickle me. You know I can’t stand it.”
“And that’s why I do it,” Brandon said as he again reached toward his partner’s mid section.
Richard jumped to the side to avoid his aggressor’s hands. He then turned and quickly ran to the edge of the pool a few feet away. Without even looking back he jumped into the deep end. Richard knew that Brandon would follow him into the heated water. Brandon’s sign was Aquarius – being born in late January – and he loved water. Sure enough, a second splash echoed into the night air right after the first one. The two men met underwater and immediately brought their faces together. This was one of Richard’s favorite things in the world. Sharing air with each other while kissing hard in the silence of the bottom of the pool. It somehow reminded him of his time in space. Both men groped at each other’s body – legs and arms becoming tangled as they struggled to last underwater as long as they could. Finally, Richard pushed off the pool’s bottom as he held on tightly to Brandon’s body. As their heads and shoulders popped out of the water both men took a deep breath of fresh night air. Brandon quickly wrapped his legs around his lover’s waist. His crotch came in contact with Richard’s now hard-as-steel cock.
“Whoa, there’s that missile again!” Brandon said with much excitement. “Are you sure that’s not the thing you rode into space? It feels like it could send us into orbit right now.”
“Does Mr. Brandon want to ride my rocket again?” asked Richard.
“As great as that sounds, sir, I think my ass needs some time to recover and I must get to sleep soon if I’m going to get up at five,” Brandon answered and the disappointment was obvious in his voice. He had been slowly pulling them to more shallow water with his arms. “I think I’ll be up for a long ride on your rocket when I return in four days. What do you say to that?”
“I say that I’m going to miss you very much and I love you,” Richard answered, quickly turning serious.
“I love you to, Colonel,” Brandon responded and then brought his mouth to the one smiling in front of him.
The kiss was long and full of desire. Both men knew that four days apart, especially after the recent long separation while Richard was in space, would be very difficult. They could not explain how their love had continued to deepen the longer they were together, but it had. They craved each other more now than they had when they had met accidentally at the Museum of Modern Art all those years ago. There had been an exhibit of Lucien Freud paintings that had drawn both men to the museum. They had backed into each other as they both stepped away from paintings that were across the room from each other. It has been a chance meeting made for a Lifetime Channel movie, but they did not care. Every year they returned to MOMA for their anniversary and every year they fell in love with each other in new and exciting ways. After what seemed like an hour long kiss the two men separated and Brandon dropped underwater. He brought his mouth down to the head of Richard’s still erect cock and sucked hard a few times. Richard decided to give his lover a parting gift and again merely sent a message to his body – “cum now.” Immediately, his cock erupted into Brandon’s warm mouth. Cum spewed forth like a garden hose instantly turned to full blast. The pressure from the semen explosion caused Brandon’s head to be pushed off the hard cock. He immediately came out of the water and was coughing hard from the volume of juice that had filled his mouth so quickly, catching him off guard. Richard did not register Brandon’s discomfort at first because he was overcome by the intense ejaculation. Cum continued to shoot from his cock and floated to the top of the water between them. Both men recovered at the same time and looked at the milky streaks in the water.
“Damn, Colonel, if sending you into space for fifty days is going to make your orgasms build up this much, we’re going to make sure you go a few times a year. That wasn’t an ejaculation it was a volcanic eruption!” As Brandon was speaking he was laughing and wiping Richard’s cum from his face.
“I’m sorry, Brandon,” Richard said quickly and then added, “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine,” Brandon said as he moved closer to his lover. “I just wasn’t prepared for so much fucking pressure. I’m still not convinced your newfound cum power is from your vitamins, but I’m packing some of them for my trip just in case. Maybe I can build up my juices this much while I’m in New York. Coming to bed?”
Brandon kissed Richard’s lips and then started moving to the stairs at the end of the pool. Richard watched his partner move through the water and was full of lust and love. He still couldn’t believe someone like Brandon would choose him as a lover. Brandon was talented, handsome, and gregarious. Richard was something of a loner, an introvert, and wasn’t the type of guy that was going to make men’s hearts flutter just from the sight of him. This had never mattered to Brandon. He found Richard incredibly giving, brilliant, and fantastic in bed. The two men knew that what they had stumbled upon that day at the museum was lifelong and powerful. These thoughts were on Richard’s mind as he watched Brandon’s tight body ascend from the water.
“No, I think I’ll swim for a while and then clean up from dinner,” Richard answered. “I don’t want to leave all of that for Maria. I’m also not very tired. As a matter of fact, I’m not tired at all.”
“Well come to bed soon,” Brandon said as he picked up his clothes. “You know I don’t like to sleep without you beside me. I need a little Richard time tonight since I won’t get it for four days. And as long as you’re cleaning you might want to skim the surface of the pool. I can still see your thick cum from over here. I don’t want Sam to know all of our business and I have a feeling it will still be floating there when he comes to clean the pool tomorrow.”
“Get out of here. You’re crazy!” Richard said as he splashed water towards Brandon.
Brandon ran towards the door to the kitchen to avoid being hit by the water. He was laughing hard because he knew that Mr. Proper Richard would never leave something like that in the pool. He was sure that his partner would be cleaning the pool even before he cleared the dishes from the table. That was his Richard; always worried that someone might find out they were two normal healthy homosexuals that enjoyed sex – and enjoyed it a lot. Brandon turned at the door to look at his lover, still in the pool.
“Night, Colonel,” he said lovingly.
“Good night, sexy man,” Richard responded.
They stared at each other for a few seconds and then Brandon went inside. Richard stared at the doorway for a little longer, as if he were memorizing what Brandon looked like at that moment. Truth be told, Richard did not like it when Brandon traveled without him. Here he was an astronaut that had been in space many times – for long periods – and, yet, he always got nervous when the person he loved more than anything in the world got on a plane. It made no sense, but Richard’s mind always wandered to the “what if this was the time” question about whatever plane Brandon was boarding. This is also why Richard never went to the airport to say goodbye. He didn’t mind paying for a car to take Brandon to leave the city because he did not want to embarrass his lover by acting bizarre outside the terminal. Of course Brandon knew all of this and made fun of his chicken astronaut partner. Richard was constantly baffled by how calm Brandon could be the night before a mission into space. The younger man didn’t seem to worry at all that something could go wrong. Richard forced himself to think about something else. He did not want to begin worrying now; there would be enough of that tomorrow while Brandon was in the air heading to New York. He looked down ad the water and saw thick streaks of his cum still floating at the top. He was caught off guard at how substantial the milky liquid seemed. It was like dense white syrup. Richard was also amazed at how much cum he had released. It seemed to cover a large part of this end of the pool. Just looking at the sight and thinking about the power he had felt both times he had shot his load this evening excited Richard. His cock quickly began to lengthen and harden intensely. Richard’s body was suddenly full with a feeling of pleasure and some kind of juice that made him feel strong. It not only made his cock and hands feel powerful, like it had earlier, but this time it made other parts of his body pump with some new force. He could feel a sudden strength in his shoulders and his forearms. He had no idea why those two places stood out from the rest of his body, but he was positive that they felt stronger in some way. It was hard to explain and it was hard to control. His cock was now aching because it was so hard. By this point Richard knew without a doubt what he wanted and he knew, instinctively, what to do. For the third time that night he sent a message to his body – “cum hard.” His cock was still underwater but it immediately detonated like a powerful blast of dynamite. Richard let out a loud cry as he watched his cum actually spray out from under the water. It was like some kind of powerful fountain squirting into the night air. This explosion lasted longer than either of the earlier ones. Richard’s legs wobbled uncontrollably and only the surrounding water enabled him to remain standing. Finally his cock stopped spewing.
“Fucking hell!” He whispered breathlessly – mainly because his body still hadn’t recovered.
Richard could not believe his cum had shot out of the water and traveled across the narrow length of the pool. He could clearly see the new thick streams of juice criss- crossing the other trails he had made earlier. His body now felt like it was alive in a new way. Every muscle of his frame was on fire with an energy that made him desire satisfaction in many different ways at the same time. Richard definitely wanted to shoot more loads of cum, but there were other needs beginning to emerge in his psyche. He could not, at this moment, name them completely, but they involved a burgeoning awareness that his body needed to do something . . . something big. Richard had no idea what was impelling him in this way, but he certainly loved the feeling and he craved it deeply. It was also clear that this new consciousness was not only very positive but it was also very healthy. Richard could tell that his body was improving in some way even though many signs implied something different. The extra fat at his mid section, the sagging chest, and the extra flab at his arms was simply some kind of precursor to a dramatic change. It was not clear why this knowledge was so obvious, but Richard knew for sure that something wonderful was coming and he was definitely ready for it. By this time his cock had become intensely hard again. He contemplated shooting another mega-wad load, but finally decided against it. He needed to clean up the table and he also wanted to read for a little while before he went to sleep. It was hard for him to even imagine going to bed at this moment, though, because he wasn’t tired at all. He was energized more than he could ever remember being in his entire life. Adrenaline was now pumping through every vein in a way that made the rush he experienced when taking off for a mission into space insignificant and childish. The fire in his body seemed more intense than even the sun, itself. Richard quickly exited the pool before he chose to ejaculate for the rest of the night. As he was moving to the steps at the edge of the pool he commanded his cock to calm down and the metal-like rod softened immediately. This newfound control of his body made Richard shiver in delight. He knew a miraculous door was about to open for him and he was definitely up for meeting whatever came next. Unconsciously, Richard chose to leave the streaks of cum in the pool hoping that it would give Sam a cheap thrill when he came to clean it the next day.
It took the mysteriously empowered astronaut very little time to clean up the mess from dinner. Brandon was the type of cook that cleaned as he prepared a meal, so there was always very little left to do. When the kitchen looked spotless and all doors to the outside had been secured, Richard debated about going to bed. He would be missed if Brandon woke up and he wasn’t there, but there was also this unexplainable longing to read something. He walked over to the bookcase in the large den, which was connected to the kitchen. He glanced across the shelves quickly and his eyes immediately were drawn to a large scientific volume on metaphysics. Richard had attempted to begin this nine hundred-page book many times before, but had always stopped because he understood less than half of what the authors were saying. This had always frustrated him tremendously. Without any hesitation Richard sat on the end of the sofa under the reading lamp and opened the book. Three hours later he read the last line of the final page and closed the book. His head was spinning with new knowledge and the awareness that he comprehended everything he had just read. He even recognized places where the authors had made wrong deductions or simply missed the boat completely on some ideas. Richard made a mental note to follow up on these important issues and check to make sure someone, somewhere, had explored his own theories. Even though he realized that he had just zoomed through a book full of concepts beyond his particular education and fully understood every detail, Richard recognized this as par-for-the course for his improved body. His mind was now expanding and growing to match what was happening to him physically. This awareness pleased the man very much and he reached up and turned out the light. A few minutes later he slid into the bed beside his beautiful lover, kissed Brandon’s bare shoulder, and then gave his body a simple command – “sleep.” With that, everything went dark and he rested.
To be continued