A gay sex story: True Love Lost
I woke up and turned over. Francis was already awake. He was watching me. I sat up and moved the blanket away from him, I straddled his legs though I was careful not to put my weight onto him. I reached to the side table and picked up the bottle of massage oil the doctor had given us. It smelled vile, Francis said he couldn’t smell it, he couldn’t smell anything. I began rubbing it into his skin, keeping my touch gentle enough not to hurt him but firm enough to make a difference to his pain. He turned over when I had finished his stomach so that I could work on his back.
“Do you want breakfast or do you want a bath first, to wash this stuff off?” I asked quietly.
“I’m not hungry.”
“You never are. You need to eat though.” I left him in bed as I went to run the bath water and then returned to help him up. He steadied himself on my shoulders as I led him into the bathroom.
“Do you remember when that massage would make me hard?” He whispered as I helped him out of his shorts and into the bath tub.
I nodded then picked up a cloth and began cleaning him. The drugs had stopped working, the doctors had told him he had to give up the recreational drugs in order for the medicinal drugs to work. He’d given up the medicinal drugs on the basis that the recreational drugs at least made he feel better. He’d given up on life.
When he was dressed, I helped him into the living room. Josh, his home help support worker, was already making breakfast. Christina had moved out when Francis stopped taking the drugs. Josh was here to help him prepare for death. I left to get ready for work while Josh encouraged Francis to eat before he took anything illegal. Francis was just moving the food around his plate when I got out. I ate my food listening to Josh talk to Francis. I kissed Francis’ cheek before I left. He smiled.
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“Undress, come out here and kneel down. Wear your collar.” Francis said when as soon as I got through the door.
I glanced into the kitchen.
“Josh is here.”
“I know.”
“I don’t want to do this. Are you sure you’re asking me to do this?”
“Yes.”
I nodded and went to do as he had asked. When I went back out, Josh was sitting opposite Francis, both of them were watching me. I bit my lip and then walked over and knelt in front of Francis. He patted me on the head.
“I’m going to die soon.” Francis said, his voice was low. His hand still in my hair. “Even if you would let me, I can’t fuck you but I don’t want to die knowing that I’ve prevented you from having sex. You’re still a virgin right?”
I nodded. He didn’t have to ask.
“I’m going to give you to Josh. I’m going to watch him fuck you tonight, I’ll show him how to please you and then he’ll look after you when I’m not able.”
“I can look after myself.”
“I know, eventually, you’ll be able to look after yourself but in the days, weeks, months after my death, you’ll be lost. You’ll need someone to treat you like I do but you won’t find anyone until you meet a guy who hurts you. Instead, I give you to Josh and he’ll treat you right because I will train him. You won’t have to explain what you like because I will tell him and then, when you are ready, you’ll find someone else.”
“I don’t need anyone to look after me and I don’t need you to choose my lovers for me.”
Francis smiled, then he began to whisper.
“You will go into the bedroom, you will get our toys and you will bring them out here.”
He watched me as my breathe quicken, he’d be smirking. I could sense him smirking at me, even as I walked away from him. I went to the bedroom and got the toys he’d brought for us after I’d left him and returned. I put them down in front of him and then knelt down again.
“Kneel in front of Josh.”
I moved round so that I was facing towards Josh, I kept my eyes down so that I could only see his feet. Josh reached out and stroked my hair as Francis began to instruct him in how to please me. Josh pulled me to stand up by my hair then he took the two nipple clips that Francis had held out to him. Josh rubbed a finger over each of my nipples and then attached the nipple clips. I gasped then squeezed my eyes closed as Francis told me that he’d brought new toys especially for this event. Josh grabbed my cock, I looked down to see him holding two more clips. These ones were longer and didn’t have teeth in them, like the nipple clips did. Josh clipped them onto my balls.
“Why don’t you scream for me? You know thats what I want to hear.” Francis said. I looked over at him, frowning. He grinned at me. “Bend over the arm of that chair so that Josh can beat you.”
I moved round to the chair and then bent over, attempting to keep my cock and nipples from touching the chair in anyway. Josh moved behind me and began rubbing his hand and the paddle across my ass before landing three blows on my right cheek. I jumped, causing my cock to hit the chair arm in front of me. I gasped, Francis had been getting weaker for a long time. His beatings were never this painful anymore; I wasn’t use to it. Josh continued beating me until Francis decided that I’d had enough. Josh pushed a single finger into my ass, it was slightly cold and slick.
“He’s loose for a virgin.” Josh commented to Francis, while adding another finger into my ass.
Francis explained to him about the anal plug and his games with my ass. Josh began spanking me again, only stopping because Francis told him to. I sighed, thankful that Francis knew my limits.
“Kneel.”
I turned and knelt in front of Francis, close enough that he could touch me. He was smiling at me, he ran his hand across my cheek.
“I want to see you fucked. I want to know that you’ve experienced it in my lifetime. I want to know you’ll have someone to look after you even if you don’t need anyone. Will you allow me this? Will you let Josh fuck you?”
I could say no, he was allowing me a way out. He’d be disappointed but he wouldn’t make me do this. It was as if this was his dying request. It didn’t mean I loved him if I granted his dying request. I nodded at him.
“Just one time, Francis. Just tonight. You want me to do this, I’ll do it tonight. Please, don’t ask me to do this again.”
“I won’t ask you again but I won’t mind if you do it again, if you choose to do it. Go get on your hands and knees, face me. I want to see your face.”
I moved into the position he’d asked me to and closed my eyes waiting for Josh’s touch. Francis insisted that Josh wore a condom even though Josh claimed he was clean. Josh’s fingers were cold again when they entered me, stretching me and preparing me for his cock. He ran his hand down my back as he positioned his cock against my entrance, he began tugging on one of my nipple clips and he entered me. I finally screamed for Francis when Josh was fully buried in me and he pulled the nipple clip from my nipple. I looked up at Francis, he was grinning, he was always grinning and he was smoking, nothing legal. Josh gripped my hair, forcing me to keep looking up at Francis. I closed my eyes and concentrated on the feeling of Josh fucking me. He was moving slowly, pushing all the way in before slowing pulling himself all the way out again. He was dragging it out, maybe Francis had told him I liked things slow, maybe he was waiting for a reaction from me. I pushed my hips back to meet his strokes. That must have been what he was waiting for, he moved his hand from my hair and gripped my hips with both hands, holding me still as he began to thrust into me. I dropped my head and gasped as Josh’s hand wrapped around my cock, pulling it roughly and occasionally knocking the clips on my balls.