LOGIN“It depends on what you mean by that. Have I kissed you once? Yes. Was I in bed with one? Yes. Did we have real traffic? No. And you? ”Luc shook his head vigorously, feeling like a teenager. How many times he thought about it he couldn't put a figure, but he admitted to himself that it would have been interesting if it hadn't been for ... his father. He had made it unmistakably clear to him what he thought of such constellations. He was homophobic with body and soul. “You already thought about it, but you never dared, right? How so?"
“My father would have killed me. He doesn't even like our friendship because there are rumors. "
John knew very well what the rumors were about, but they were of little interest to him and so far he also thought that their families would not care about them. "It's rumors and nothing more."
"I know ... but you know my father!" A forced smile should visibly distract John, but John frowned questioningly. "Let's leave the subject, okay? So what do you want to do today? "
The last day in Las Vegas passed calmly and relaxed. A massage and at the pool both had a good time. In the evening John wanted to know again. In black pants and white shirts, they went to the casino a third time and they cleaned up. Luc's luck lasted and also brought John a considerable profit, which he wanted to turn into liquid happiness at a bar. Feeling light, no longer thinking, he wanted no more.
His thoughts had revolved around Luc and the conversation between them since that morning. Whose confession, what did you call something like that? John himself had never thought about doing something with a man, and it hadn't happened since then.
Sebastian, that was the name of his one-night stand, had just made him hot, he couldn't call it any other way. But the interest evaporated as quickly as the interlude had lasted. Since then he has shared a lot of time intensely with only one man, and at the moment the bed. Luc! Luc Gregor Miller, his best friend since the sandpit times, without whom he never wanted to be again, but who apparently got into trouble because of him.
After three glasses of whiskey and coke, his tongue loosened and he just spoke his thoughts. “What's your father's problem? Why does he think he has to value the rumors? "
Luc blushed and leaned close to John's ear. "Because of you and ... damn John, please don't curse me. I was just 16 and my father annoyed me so much because I didn't have a girlfriend that it just slipped out. "
"What?"
"He asked me if I was such a fag ... because I was looking after a guy. Actually only because he had the shoes I wanted at the time, but father got it wrong. I said, "Sure, and John is my secret lover, he's the only one who can do my laundry."
John snorted, he could only imagine the scene too clearly and found it hilarious. "And then?"
“He must have taken it seriously and since then he's been really happy when a woman claims to have been in bed with me. I am really sorry."
"What? That you just told me that I could do your laundry if I wanted to, or that you still lay down rows of women? "
Luc downed the drink in one gulp. “There aren't that many. Many simply brag about it. I lied to you, John, way too often. "
Was Luc wrong or did his best friend get nervous? “I don't even know if they're real. An elevator, you and me and an elderly lady ... "“It's real. Very real, believe me. You made me speechless when you… ”Definitely, John was embarrassed and put a grin on Luc's face.The concerns vanished as quickly as they had come, he pulled his husband to him and robbed him of a short, but thoroughly sensual kiss. Even if the vernacular spoke of butterflies that upset the stomach, with Luc it was certainly bees that maltreated his stomach with their stings. "Did I tell you what I want after the woman got off the elevator?" He licked John's lips."No, not really!" He escaped breathlessly, while he tried not to come to rest with all his weight on him."We should definitely talk more about that, or I'll show you." Luc snapped his lips, ran his hands under John's shirt and stroked his tense back.That was clearly too much for J
What's happening?"Luc was sitting too close to him and almost robbed John of his mind, so that he couldn't answer, but just once again let his body decide to take what it wanted. Soon no sheet of paper would fit between them, their sounds of desire filled the hospital room and they looked at each other with lusty eyes. "This is clearly the wrong place for something like that," panted John and kissed Luc again.This smiled on his lips. "I'll be home again tomorrow, have to spend the whole day in bed ..."Whatever promise his husband made him made his heart pound and then beat at a pace that was clearly record-breaking. "Luc, I don't think so ..."“You are clearly thinking way too much. I think you should show me again how our wedding night went, all that I can't remember. "John prevented a laugh, instead swallowed it and nodded resignedly. If Luc wanted to have their wedding night, that would be the smallest problem, but it would probably ir
When he arrived at the clinic that morning, Luc was sitting on his bed, fully dressed, leafing through some documents. He had a pen between his lips, frowned and screwed up his eyes slightly."Hello!"The coolie fell on the bed in shock and Luc's hands clenched briefly around the papers in his hand. "Jeez, did you scare me!""Excuse me. You look better than yesterday. "Luc put the papers aside and swung his legs out of bed, then grabbed John's hands and pulled him closer. “I'm also much better. The examinations clearly show that my brain survived it and I can go home tomorrow. ”John didn't really know what Luc was up to, who pulled him between his legs and looked at him expectantly. It slowly dawned on him after all, his husband was waiting for a greeting that contained much more than a "good day". So he bent down to him and tasted his lips, which willingly stretched out towards him. "May I come home tomorrow?" Luc asked in a whisper.
"I honestly do not know. Are you really OK?"“At the moment I am convinced that I have never been better. Whatever happened between the two of us, that we took the step, seems to be the best that could have happened to me. "Luc was still out of his mind, John was now sure of that. His friend almost looked at him ... in love, that couldn't be. Luc met him again at this point, which was still his undoing for John, but at the moment he cared very little. Slowly he leaned forward and gently brushed his lips over Luc's cheek. There was no apparent reason in his heart that he wasn't finally getting what he longed for. If Luc was convinced he was in love with him, maybe he could really make him love him. Best before its memory returns.Luc's hand also rose cautiously and lay on his neck. "I have no memory of a kiss between us."John nodded in understanding, kissed his cheek down to his chin and then up to his husband's lips. -Husband-, whisp
John sat down on the guest bed. “We came home and didn't seem to close the door properly. Gregor saw us kissing and lost his nerve. He hit me in the face, Luc thwarted the second blow in my direction ... he has traumatic brain injury, Dad. "“Just a second, are you going to tell me that Gregor hit you because you only kissed? You didn't provoke and attack him? ”John shook his head violently, which caused him a wall of pain because of the broken nose and looked at his father confused. “That bastard. I'll take care of that! ”With these words, Karl left the apartment and left his son alone, who looked after his father blankly.Luc's head throbbed, his eyes wouldn't open, instead he tried to swallow the musty taste in his mouth. Beeping noises penetrated the roar in his head. -Hospital- he sighed inwardly."Mister Stone? Do you hear me? ”A hand touched his shoulder and Luc tried to understand the words. Why did the m
Luc looked at his friend and knew that he didn't believe him. How then, did he not trust his own words. If they still felt right for his heart and mind, his stomach rebelled at the sight of John. His guilty conscience wanted to be heard with all his might, it couldn't be anything else. His stomach had never protested like this, not even when he broke his mother's expensive vase at the age of 10. Only an oppressive feeling had haunted him, which at some point made him go to confession.As if by itself, his hand went to John's cheek and caressed the stubbly skin. "Do you believe me?""You don't even believe yourself, then how am I supposed to do it?"John knew him clearly too well and still he let Luc, who stole a delicate kiss."That mustn't be true!" Startled, John and Luc drove apart and looked at the door, where Gregor Miller stood with his wife Dora and looked at both of them in disgust. "Take your dirty paws off my son!"Luc was f