| Where You Least Expect It |
| Harry was having a very pleasant dream. Lee was wrapped around him, holding him, gently stroking his hair. He felt so safe, so contented, so happy. It was a few moments before he realized he wasn�t dreaming any more. His eyes fluttered open to see Lee smiling at him. Shyly, he smiled back. �Lee. You�re still here?� Crane chuckled softly. �We fell asleep. Don�t you remember?� // my god, that wasn�t a dream � // �Oh, yes. Uh, what time is it?� �Almost midnight.� �Oh my. No wonder I�m starving �� �Good, that makes two of us. But you�re going to have to let go so I can get up and scrounge in the kitchen �� Somewhat reluctantly, Harry let go and let Lee get up. He found himself enjoying the sight of his handsome young Captain standing there nude. Lee�s voice shook him out of the moment. �You coming?� He laughed. �Yes, uh, go on, I�ll be out in a moment.� Lee laughed and left the bedroom, aiming for the guestroom where his bathrobe was hanging. Nelson ducked into his own bathroom, grabbing his robe then heading out toward the kitchen. Luckily there were a fair amount of provisions in stock. Angie, Nelson�s secretary, always made sure the place was stocked whenever Seaview was due back in port. Lee was staring into the fridge. �Sandwiches ok?� �Perfect.� They built a couple of serious dagwood-style monster sandwiches and took them over to the table along with a couple of beers from the fridge. Neither said much as they tackled their seriously overdue dinner. When he was finished, Nelson got a very perplexed scowl on his face. �Harry? Something wrong?� �Huh? Oh, not really. Just trying to remember where I left my cigarettes.� Lee laughed. �Probably out on the porch. You want me to go look for them?� Nelson smiled, realizing he was making a mountain out of a molehill. �No, there should be more in one of these cupboards �� He got up and started looking, eventually finding a carton. Which proved to be annoyingly difficult to pry open with his wrists bandaged. He turned to Lee with an exasperated sigh. �Would you mind?� Lee chuckled. �Getting old fast, isn�t it?� �Oh, you have no idea �� Lee handed him a pack after stripping off the cellophane and ripping it open. Further rummaging in the drawers produced some spare lighters, and he was set. Lee sat back with his beer, watching the Admiral smoke. For the first time, the silence between them felt awkward. He wasn�t sure how to handle this, waking up together in the middle of the night. The hormones were bound to be kicking in soon, they had slept for several hours, but he was a bit reluctant to say anything too soon. And he simply couldn�t think of a single thing to say otherwise. Nelson knew Lee was watching him, felt his uncertainty. It did seem odd, sitting here together in the middle of the night. The reality of what they had done earlier suddenly hit him. He realized that his emotions were as out of control as his libido. He had made love to another man � and enjoyed it. And as much as the loneliness had hit him earlier, now it was doubt that overwhelmed him. Yes, he was lonely, but was he desperate enough for this? Was it desperation or was it real? The hormones intensified his emotions; he believed they were truly his at the core, but could he be sure? He could see how much this meant to Lee, despite the younger man�s attempts to hide it. Was it fair to him to continue this charade if when all was said and done Nelson couldn�t continue a relationship with him? And was it even possible? How would this affect them in their work aboard Seaview? There was so much that could go wrong. And what if somebody found out? Seaview wasn�t a Navy boat, but they did have strong ties to the military. Too strong, Nelson had started to think. Lee finally broke the awkward silence. �Harry? What�s wrong?� Nelson took a long drag on the cigarette, blowing the smoke out slowly. �Too much going on in my head right now, Lee. Everything that could go wrong. A million reasons why we shouldn�t do this. Part of me still can�t believe what we�ve already done, what I�ve already done �� Nelson�s words were almost like a physical blow to Lee�s midsection. But he very carefully schooled his face, keeping his expression neutral. �You do regret this afternoon.� Nelson crushed out the cigarette angrily. �I don�t know, Lee. I�m not used to being so � driven by emotion. Right now I just feel so confused. My brain keeps running around in circles, worrying and over-analyzing and getting detoured by feelings I don�t understand, that I�m not sure I WANT to understand.� He suddenly stood up and began pacing across the kitchen floor. Watching him, Lee realized what was happening. He got up and planted himself in front of the Admiral�s path, grabbing the smaller man�s biceps. �Harry. Take it easy. You�re having one of those mood swings again. The pressure is building, isn�t it?� Crane�s grip on his arms was tight enough to hurt, enough to break through his confusion. He looked up at the concerned face, taking a deep breath and forcing himself to calm down, realizing that Lee was right. He nodded, a deep flush rising up his neck as he realized he had gotten hard somewhere along the line. Lee sensed that a return to a more �medicinal� approach was needed this time. He relaxed his grip on Nelson�s arms now that he had his attention. �Harry, let me ease the pressure. You don�t have to do anything in return. Just let me get you through this.� Nelson took a shuddering breath and nodded, averting his eyes. Lee gently steered him toward the living room, got him situated on the couch then sat down beside him. �Close your eyes, Harry. Lose yourself in a fantasy, whatever turns you on. Ignore me, I�m just an extra pair of hands. OK?� The soft voice relaxed him; he closed his eyes and nodded. He tried to think of the last time he�d been with a woman. It had been Litchka, the double agent. Supposedly working together, they�d had one night of stolen passion before she had been exposed. It was something he deeply regretted; mostly because he�d been played for a fool. And it was so long ago � Lee�s hand had pushed aside his robe, wrapping around the mostly stiff cock. He began gently stroking, his fingers sliding over the soft velvety skin. Nelson sighed softly at the touch; but even with the dolphin hormones overwhelming his system, it took quite a while before it hardened fully and began leaking. Lee wondered what fantasy Harry was indulging. Thoughts of that night with Litchka hadn�t done a thing for him; it had only been when Lee�s touch found him that he felt the slightest twinge. He finally surrendered himself to the moment, focusing on the pleasure the Captain�s long fingers were giving him. Lee was doing this to him, for him, bringing him such exquisite pleasure. The thought still boggled his usually brilliant mind. He had a sudden flash, a mental image, of himself buried deep in Lee�s body, feeling it all around him. From what he�d said, Lee was pretty well established in this lifestyle; he wondered if the Captain had done such things before? Would he be willing to allow that now? Did Harry want it? If the way his cock jumped in Lee�s hand at that image was any indicator, the answer was yes. Lee could feel his arousal finally peaking, and increased the pressure of his grasp as he pulled on Harry�s cock. The look on Harry�s face was a million miles away, so Lee decided to chance a bit more. He bent over and began sucking, letting his now free hand slide down to caress the heavy sac below. Harry�s breathing had become fast and shallow, soft moans coming from deep in his throat as Lee brought him to completion. Lee gently released Harry�s wilting cock and sat up, this time keeping his distance. Finally the Admiral�s eyes fluttered open. Harry looked up at the still concerned expression of his friend and smiled softly. �Thank you, Lee. I � I needed that �� The answering smile was just as soft, and a little bit sad. �Come on, Harry, let�s get you to bed.� He stood up and offered Nelson a hand up, grasping his friend�s forearm instead of pulling on the injured wrist. But he kept his distance as he led Nelson back to the master bedroom and got him tucked into bed after taking his meds. As much as he longed to crawl in beside Nelson, the Admiral didn�t offer and he wasn�t about to ask to stay. He realized his friend needed some space, some breathing room to process the mental overload. He was also painfully hard himself, and wanted some space of his own, soon. He shut off the light on the way out. ��Night, Harry,� he whispered softly, realizing that the post-orgasmic lassitude had already lulled Nelson into sleep. Back in the guest room, Lee shut off the lights and crawled into bed, propping up a couple of pillows. Leaning back, he reached down and began gently stroking himself, his thoughts returning to this afternoon when he had felt Nelson�s first tentative attempt at pleasing him. It had been a joy he had never expected to experience. // And what if it never happens again? // he asked himself angrily. Best to keep his thoughts away from that for now; he needed to keep some distance here. With difficulty, he forced his thoughts away from Harry, instead letting himself indulge in what he thought of as his �safety valve� fantasy. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It was about a year after he had graduated. Lee was in Norfolk VA to meet his new boat, and was looking forward to seeing his old roommate, Chip Morton, who was stationed there. Chip had met him at the airstrip and taken him out to dinner at a really nice local place. They had covered all the usual ground over dinner, swapping stories of their first year of active duty and remembering why they had been such good friends. Afterwards, they had gone back to Chip�s apartment with a couple of six-packs of beer. Chip popped open the trunk of his car to retrieve Lee�s duffel bag, and winced visibly as he lifted it out. �Chip? You ok?� Lee was obviously concerned. �Yeah, just pulled a muscle in my back playing b-ball earlier this week.� �Want me to work on it?� Lee had a reputation of magic hands for massage. Chip grinned. �Was hoping you�d offer!� Up in the apartment, they stashed the beer in the fridge and Chip eagerly pulled his shirt off and lay down on the bed. Lee sat beside him, running his fingers over the smooth skin, feeling the muscles below, searching for the injured area. He found it and began massaging, gently at first, then letting his touch get firmer as the muscles loosened. Chip sighed happily. �God, you�ve got great hands, Lee.� Lee chuckled; that comment had acquired a new context since he had last seen Morton. And he suddenly realized that his body was responding in a way it never had back at their dorm. But back then, sex had remained a theoretical subject for him; now he finally had some practical experience. He had tasted the sweetness of this nectar and wanted more. Feeling the softness of his friend�s skin beneath his hands made him want to extend the touch to other, more intimate areas. Never taking his hands from Chip�s back, he got up onto his knees and flung one leg over the prone body so that he was now crouching over Morton�s backside. It gave him a much better angle for working on that broad back, and as a fringe benefit it put his stiffening cock in contact with the denim-clad ass below him. He knew Chip had to be able to feel it. Much to his delight, he felt a push back against him. "Wondered if you were gonna put the moves on me.� The voice was muffled, since Chip�s face was half buried in the pillow. �Wasn�t sure if you wanted me to.� Lee straightened up, standing on his knees, allowing Chip to roll over beneath him. A brilliant smile answered the question, and the next thing Lee knew he was lying on top of his best friend, kissing him passionately, their cocks grinding together. His hands covered every inch of the beautiful body beneath him, teasing at already taut nipples. Somehow he tore his lips away from Chip�s amazing mouth and began trailing kisses down his neck, over the collar bone, finally taking each nipple in turn into his mouth, sucking and nibbling until the body beneath him thrashed with arousal. He shifted further down, nuzzling his face against the tight jeans, inhaling the scent of sex, rubbing his face against the bulge before finally releasing the button and zipper. He crawled off the end of the bed, pulling the jeans and underwear off with him. Chip lay there on the bed, naked and aroused, looking up at him. Lee blushed as he realized he was still fully clothed, then decided to make the most of it, doing a slow strip-tease. Soft blue eyes followed his every movement as he took of his uniform. First the necktie, which he flicked teasingly at Chip�s erection before tossing it aside. Then slowly unbuttoning his shirt, pulling it out of his pants. Leaving it hanging open as he slowly undid his belt, pausing to stroke himself through the fabric of his pants before unzipping them and letting them fall to the floor. He kicked off his shoes, sending the pants flying with them. Standing there in socks, white briefs, and open shirt, he looked so much like Tom Cruise singing �Old Time Rock & Roll� it was scary. Chip couldn�t help the eager grin that accompanied his rather breathless state. Then the shirt was gone, and the briefs, and suddenly he was crawling back on top. Without so much as a warning, he took Chip�s dick deep into his mouth, wrapping it in warmth and wetness. The blond moaned at the sudden attention, loving the feel of Lee�s hot mouth. �Oh, god, Lee, so good, so good. I want more. Fuck me. Will you fuck me, Lee?� How could he resist an invitation like that? Lee reluctantly let go of the prick in his mouth, moving his kisses up over the tight abs, firm pecs, finally back to that beautiful mouth. �Anything you want, babe. Anything.� Chip smiled. �I want it, Lee. Give it to me. Now!� Lee reached over to the nightstand, not surprised to find a bottle of lube. He greased up a finger and gently worked his way into the tight passage. He knew Chip was virgin, he would never do this with any other man, it wasn�t his nature. The look on the boyish face as his finger found Chip�s prostate was priceless. �Oh, god, Lee! I see why you like this �!� Lee chuckled as he inserted a second finger and began gently stretching the tight passage. His other hand gently stroked the leaking cock, spreading the pre-cum over the head. Chip�s moans were getting louder and more frequent. Finally a third finger, that was enough. He pulled his hand out and greased up his cock. �You ready, Chip? I�m gonna fuck your brains out.� He lifted the long legs up onto his shoulders and positioned himself for entry. Chip was nice and relaxed; he was able to push in with one long shove. Once sheathed, he waited a few minutes for his lover to adapt to the intrusion, watching Chip�s expression mutate from one of pain to delighted pleasure. Once the pleasure had taken over, he began thrusting, slowly at first, then faster, pounding into that tight, hot channel, enjoying the slapping sounds of flesh against flesh. He tried to make it last, but the sensory overload was too much. As he felt his climax approaching, he wrapped his fist around Chip�s cock and stroked him in time with his thrusts. As the orgasm took Chip, his body clamped down tight on Lee, sending him to heaven � ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Somehow, Lee always managed to climax with the fantasy, right on cue, and tonight was no exception. He lay there, gasping, and when his brain worked again he remembered the way that evening had really gone � And he suddenly realized that his body was responding in a way it never had back at their dorm. Startled, his hands stopped moving. Chip lay there for a moment, wondering, then finally rolled over to look at him. �Lee? What�s wrong?� Lee was mortified at what he was feeling. This was Chip, ferchrissakes. His very straight ex-roommate. He�d never felt anything back then ... why now? Lee practically jumped up off the bed, needing to get away. �I �. I�m sorry, Chip �� Chip wasn�t letting him run away. He got up and caught Lee�s arms, spinning him around. �Lee, talk to me! What�s wrong?� Lee pulled away, and this time Chip could see the tenting of Lee�s uniform slacks. He forced himself to look up into Lee�s eyes, saw the shame and self-loathing. �Aw, Lee, don�t do that to yourself. It�s ok, really �� Crane shook his head. �No it�s not, Chip. I don�t know why it happened now � I swear this never happened back at Annapolis!� Chip chuckled softly. �Can I ask you a personal question?� Lee raised an eyebrow. �Have you, you know, done it?� The dark head ducked in an embarrassed nod. Chip shrugged. �That�s why, then. Back at Annapolis, you hadn�t actually experienced sex yet, so you could suppress it easier. Now that you know you like it � right?� he paused, waiting for Lee to confirm. At another quick nod, he continued, �your body knows how to respond.� Lee sighed. �But it�s not supposed to respond to YOU, Chip!� Morton laughed. �Look, Lee, we�ve always been close. We trust each other. I�m actually kinda flattered. I know some guys would be freaked, but it�s not like I didn�t know you went that way. And assuming you do, it�s inevitable you�d succumb to the most handsome blond on the base!� His teasing grin finally got to Lee, and the two friends laughed together. �Oh, you�re so full of yourself, Chip!� Lee finally managed to sputter. �Hey, the ladies certainly seem to think so, so why not you?� Lee just shook his head, laughing. Now that the tension was broken, they grabbed a couple of beers and settled on the couch. Chip eyed him curiously. �So, seriously. You found someone?� Crane shook his head. �Not really. A few encounters. Anything more just isn�t safe if I want to have any chance at a command.� Chip sighed. �Sounds lonely.� Lee shrugged. �It�s the price I�ll have to pay to get what I want.� �You sure you want it that much?� �Yes.� Chip could see the utter determination in Lee�s eyes. �You�ll get it, Lee. I�m sure of it.� His friend�s loyalty meant a lot to Lee. �Thanks.� Chip reached out and patted Lee�s shoulder. He left his hand there for a few moments as he thought. �You know, you�re going to need a safety valve.� "Huh?� �If you�re suppressing your sexual urges all the time, you�re going to need some outlet. A fantasy lover to keep you distracted from any � interesting guys you might be attracted to when you shouldn�t.� And so ever since then, Chip had been his �safety valve� fantasy. Lee knew Chip just wasn�t wired that way, he didn�t have to worry that this fantasy could ever become reality. It was just a way to let off steam when he needed to. Their friendship made it special enough to not feel like a �one night stand.� In all his years in the Navy, Chip was the only one he�d ever admitted his secret to � until now. And now � what was going to happen? Nelson�s emotional surges were making it so hard for Lee to figure out how this was going to play out at the end. One minute passionate and loving, the next angry and afraid � this wasn�t the Nelson he knew. And yet he knew he was seeing glimpses of the man the Admiral kept hidden; and that was a gift beyond measure. He realized that wherever it led, he would follow. One thing he was certain of was that this incident had cemented his friendship with the Admiral, and that was enough to send him off into sleep with a smile on his lips. Continue on to Chapter 6 Send me some feedback Back to Voyage home Back to Home Page Disclaimer: These characters belong to their original creators; I'm just borrowing them for fun, not profit. |
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