Warning!!This story of the series is rated NC 17!! IT contains actual M/M Sex!



I went to see Kevin. I had to. I need him too much... maybe I'm just too weak.

Kevin just went outside to talk to Justin. Or shout at him I should say. My faithful protector, what would I do without him?

Why the hell does he put up with me?

You wanna hear something twisted? It's nice listening to Kevin yell at someone cause they hurt me. I guess he hasn't left me after all... huh? But then that was what Justin has been screaming at me about.

God that guy is cranky when he is horny.

Justin wondered if I was going to make Kevin carry me all his life or if I was eventually going to walk on my own. Justin said that he couldn't imagine having to be the strong one all the time. He said that he loved Sean and would never think of doing that to him.

Everybody is weak sometimes... Even the Big Bad Wolf.

Considering all the other people Kevin carries around on his shoulders... and all the time he spent trying to carry WCW... how could I ask him to continue carrying me too? If I loved him as much as I claimed.

He said that like he had doubts about it.

Kevin takes my breath away. Do you know how gorgeous he is?

What am I saying... of course you do. He could have any person... man or woman... that he wants. He chose me. What the hell did I do to deserve that? It must be luck.

I can see him sitting out on the deck with his head in his hands. God he looks so tired. I've never noticed. I knew he was... but I never realized how bad it was. He looks like he is being crushed under the weight of the world.

God I love him.

Jesus, what have I done?

How could I not be strong for him? Look at him. I know what is running through his mind. He's beating himself up. Thinking he's let me down. God only knows what Justin said to him. It doesn't look like it was anything good though. I may have to hurt Justin when I see him again. I hope Sean doesn't get too upset about it.

I can't stand here anymore and just watch this pain. I'm going outside. I have to touch him. I have to comfort him.

God I love him.

God I need him.

I SWEAR I am going to be strong for him. He is for so many others. It's time I was strong for him. Justin was right. Everyone gets weak sometimes.

Remember that song from the 90's? I think it was called More Than Words. The singer asked, "if I took away the words I love you what would you do it show your love for me?"

It's time I showed Kevin... don't you think?

I moved around to kneel on the steps. Looking at him... brushing the hair out of his face. He started to speak, but I stopped him. I know Kevin. If I let him he'll take control. I don't want that. He looks shocked. I can't say that I blame him. I always let him have control... but not today. Today I take care of him.

I pushed him back to lie down on the deck. He has his shirt off. He has always been good looking, but with the weight he's lost he looks even better. Hard to imagine I know. I run my hands all over his chest pausing briefly to play with his nipples. As my hands drift down to rub his tummy (he loves it when I do that) I lower my head to suck on those nipples until they are hard.

I look up at his face and there is the sweetest expression there as if he is afraid to believe this is really happening. I always bottom and he always tops... it never occurred to me to do anything else between us.

I step back into the yard to pull off his shorts and mine. I already have my shirt off. I know how much he likes my chest. God I could look at him all day. Stepping closer to him again I run my hands over his stomach and thighs as I lower my head to suck on him.

I stroke his balls as I suck... listening to his moans... feeling him move restlessly... hearing little cries of love.

My hand slips back to stretch him... watching his face. The expression there... pain mixed with ecstasy... is almost enough to make me cum then and there.

I feel my own body reacting to his. I never imagined that this could be so... stimulating. Knowing I am pulling these responses from him.

I think I could come just watching him, but I don't.

I need to be inside him. I push his legs up and lean over him positioning myself at his opening, but not entering him yet.

"I love you," I whisper then slip into him.

Watching his face I wait for him to relax again. It's so tight here and warm. God it feels like heaven. I can't wait any longer. I start to move... my eyes never leaving his face. His hands move up to grab his legs freeing my hands to roam. I know what he wants. I've asked in the same way a million times.

I move my hands... one to stroke him the other his sac. Timing everything into the same perfect rhythm.

I can feel the rush coming. It didn't take long. I wanted to take my time... but he wanted this too badly.

Then in a blink of an eye that wave hits us both at the same time... in perfect harmony. My eyes never left his face. I think I will remember that look forever. After I pull out he drops his legs exhausted.

I move to sit behind him letting him lean the back of his head against my chest... my normal position.

"God I love you, Scotty."

Everything will be ok now.

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