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Chapter 14
Chapter 14
Their new home was more of a log cabin than a house. It was very secluded, like Logan said, and Erik believed they would at least be left alone here.
Beside the house there was a small garage, a shed for outdoor machines, like lawnmowers, and a small backyard.
It looked cosy, Erik admitted. But would they be able to continue their lives here? Erik realized they had no choice, and decided to at least *try* being positive.
“It looks nice,” he said when they stepped out of the car. “Really. How much did you give for this place?”
“More than enough…” Logan muttered. “Come on, let’s go inside.”
The cabin had three rooms. Two bedrooms, one living room, a kitchen and a bathroom. There was a water closet, and it looked ancient and dirty, although Erik thought anything but an outside privy was great.
There was also a fireplace in the living room, which they both liked very much. It would be cosy to huddle up around the fire during cold winter nights, staring into the flames and feeling the warmth radiating from the fire.
“So, what do ya think?” Logan asked Erik and wrapped his arms around him from behind when they had gone through every room.
“I have to say, it’s nicer than I expected,” Erik said, pressing back against Logan’s massive bulk. “And then I’ve got you. I can live anywhere with you, Logan. You’re all that matters.”
“So…” Logan murmured, nuzzling Erik’s neck. “No hard feelings, then?”
“Absolutely not.” Erik turned around so he could look into Logan’s face. “I actually think I’ll like it here.”
Logan snickered. “Didn’t I tell you I’d find us a nice home?”
“Yes, you did, and you never break a promise.”
Erik wound his arms around Logan’s neck, embracing him tightly, and then kissing him. This was not their old house in Bailey Falls, but it was their new home.
“Come on, let’s go outside and carry in some things, shall we? We do need some furniture, after all.”
“Sure,” Erik agreed and let Logan drag him outside.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Luckily the rooms in their new home were small, since they didn’t have much stuff to fill them up with. They had been forced to scrap much of their old furniture, and basically just brought what was necessary.
Erik couldn’t even bring his bookcase, which was too bad, since he had a lot of books and nowhere to put them. Logan solved that problem quite soon by making him a wooden bookcase himself. It wasn’t as beautiful as his chiselled bookcase home in Bailey Falls had been, but it was sturdy and practical and very handy. Erik had had no idea Logan was such a skilled carpenter.
“I know how much you love your books,” Logan explained to him. “And you need a place to put them in, not pile them up under our bed, or in the corners. And since I love you, after all…”
One thing that hadn’t changed was their love for each other. They’d been attacked, harassed and driven out of their home, but they were still together, and that was all that mattered. Erik didn’t feel the same kind of hero-worship toward Logan now like he had as a child and teenager, but now they were more like equals. Logan would always be his “hero”, of course; the kind man who saved his life so long ago, but he was also just Logan. The lover and the friend. And the protector as well. Erik felt good knowing that Logan was very protective of him.
They made love often and enthusiastically during their first year in their new home. Now they weren’t afraid of being harassed because of their sexuality, since no one would see them or hear them out here, and very few people even knew about their existence.
They didn’t leave their house very often; only when they needed something and went to get in the country shop downtown. The people who saw them seemed to be ignorant of the fact that they were mutants (as well as homosexuals), and even if they suspected something they were obviously not interested in the subject.
That suited Logan and Erik fine. They thought some people might believe they were brothers; (Erik being older, apparently), perhaps some strange folk, but harmless nonetheless. They never showed each other affection in public though, since homosexuality still wasn’t accepted amongst most people. They hoped that this would change in due time, so they could live their lives more in the open.
Erik didn’t believe it at first, but after some time the log cabin actually started feeling like “home”, and he no longer thought of Bailey Falls as his home. He recalled how awful their last months in Bailey Falls had been, and he really didn’t want to go back there anymore.
More and more mutants were exposed around the world, some with powers so extreme that it was difficult to even imagine what they could do. Many were put away since they were considered too dangerous to be ouongsongst “normal” people, and then there were mutants whose odd appearance segregated them from society.
Erik and Logan were both glad they at least looked human, because mutants who didn’t would never be able to live normal lives.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The years passed and a new decade began in 1980. Erik realized with growing horror that he was just getting older and older while Logan stayed the same. He was an ageless being, and Erik was not. This made Erik think about what would happen in the future. When he was younger he had never thought about it, since it seemed so distant and unclear then, but now when he started approaching 50 it suddenly wasn’t distant anymore.
He would die and Logan would live. He had forty years left if he was fortunate, and Logan would just keep on living. Erik wasn’t sure how Logan would handle his death, but he avoided talking about it, since he suspected that his lover would not take it well.
Erik couldn’t help noticing the signs of age on his face, nor could he hide them. Every month he discovered more and more grey hairs in his dark mane, and there was no point trying to conceal them either. He was getting old, and there was nothing he could do about it. He would soon be 50. A middle-aged man, borderline old.
Logan still loved him the same, of course, not caring about his lover’s age. Erik was still beautiful despite his years, but it was his inner beauty that mattered thst, st, and high age could never take that away. Erik was his angel, and always would be.
Erik tried to accept the fact that he was ageing, but when Logan stayed so youthful, vigorous and virile, it was difficult sometimes. He was still slim, and had barely gained an ounce since his early twenties, but his skin had started to sag from his bones and his muscles had become limp and a bit saggy too.
He knew it was silly, but sometimes when they made love, he felt embarrassed about his body and only wanted to do it if the lights were off and they lay under the covers.
Logan thought he was being very silly, and demanded to have the lights on and the covers down during sex.
One evening Logan had had enough of it.
“I want to see you, Erik, you’re my lover. Is that so strange? It’s not like you’re a blushing virgin, here!” Logan said, feeling slightly annoyed at Erik wanting to cover himself.
“My body is so old and ugly,” Erik sighed. “Why do you want to see it?”
“Because you turn me on! What did you think? And you’re not ugly. Why do you always nag about that?”
Erik sighed and gave in, letting Logan pull the quilt away, leaving them both completely naked and exposed.
Logan placed his hand on Erik’s still-flat stomach and stroked his skin lightly. He wondered how he would be able to explain to Erik that he would never change in his eyes. His appearance didn’t matter the least; Erik as a person turned Logan on. He noticed that Erik was only half-hard and started kneading his penis instead, attempting to get him fully aroused.
Erik sighed after a while. Apparently he wasn’t in the mood sex sex right now, and would not become any harder.
“What’s the matter?” Logan asked softly. “Still feeling shy?”
“Logan, I’m an old man. I’ll turn fifty in a few months. My God!”
“That’s right, so this “catholic schoolgirl” attitude is really not fitting,” Logan teased.
“What about 50-year-old mutant Jew?”
“Erik…honey…” Logan said pleadingly and leaned over Erik. “Don’t be like that. But if you don’t wanna make love tonight, I’ll respect your decision. We can just lie down and sleep, what do you say?”
Erik cupped Logan’s face in his hands, smiling. “I think I’d actually rather sleep,” he said.
“Okay. Sure, you oldie!”
Logan curled up behind Erik and switched their night lamp off, leaving the room completely dark. As always, he wrapped his arm around Erik’s body and pressed him close, his half-erect penis sliding in between Erik’s thighs. Erik felt it of course, and squirmed, adding more stimuon. on.
“You’re a real cock-tease, you know that, Erik?” Logan murmured.
“And you are one horny bastard!”
“Is this how you wanted to make love? Under the quilt, in total darkness?”
“Shut up and go to sleep.”
“Whatever…”
TBC
Their new home was more of a log cabin than a house. It was very secluded, like Logan said, and Erik believed they would at least be left alone here.
Beside the house there was a small garage, a shed for outdoor machines, like lawnmowers, and a small backyard.
It looked cosy, Erik admitted. But would they be able to continue their lives here? Erik realized they had no choice, and decided to at least *try* being positive.
“It looks nice,” he said when they stepped out of the car. “Really. How much did you give for this place?”
“More than enough…” Logan muttered. “Come on, let’s go inside.”
The cabin had three rooms. Two bedrooms, one living room, a kitchen and a bathroom. There was a water closet, and it looked ancient and dirty, although Erik thought anything but an outside privy was great.
There was also a fireplace in the living room, which they both liked very much. It would be cosy to huddle up around the fire during cold winter nights, staring into the flames and feeling the warmth radiating from the fire.
“So, what do ya think?” Logan asked Erik and wrapped his arms around him from behind when they had gone through every room.
“I have to say, it’s nicer than I expected,” Erik said, pressing back against Logan’s massive bulk. “And then I’ve got you. I can live anywhere with you, Logan. You’re all that matters.”
“So…” Logan murmured, nuzzling Erik’s neck. “No hard feelings, then?”
“Absolutely not.” Erik turned around so he could look into Logan’s face. “I actually think I’ll like it here.”
Logan snickered. “Didn’t I tell you I’d find us a nice home?”
“Yes, you did, and you never break a promise.”
Erik wound his arms around Logan’s neck, embracing him tightly, and then kissing him. This was not their old house in Bailey Falls, but it was their new home.
“Come on, let’s go outside and carry in some things, shall we? We do need some furniture, after all.”
“Sure,” Erik agreed and let Logan drag him outside.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Luckily the rooms in their new home were small, since they didn’t have much stuff to fill them up with. They had been forced to scrap much of their old furniture, and basically just brought what was necessary.
Erik couldn’t even bring his bookcase, which was too bad, since he had a lot of books and nowhere to put them. Logan solved that problem quite soon by making him a wooden bookcase himself. It wasn’t as beautiful as his chiselled bookcase home in Bailey Falls had been, but it was sturdy and practical and very handy. Erik had had no idea Logan was such a skilled carpenter.
“I know how much you love your books,” Logan explained to him. “And you need a place to put them in, not pile them up under our bed, or in the corners. And since I love you, after all…”
One thing that hadn’t changed was their love for each other. They’d been attacked, harassed and driven out of their home, but they were still together, and that was all that mattered. Erik didn’t feel the same kind of hero-worship toward Logan now like he had as a child and teenager, but now they were more like equals. Logan would always be his “hero”, of course; the kind man who saved his life so long ago, but he was also just Logan. The lover and the friend. And the protector as well. Erik felt good knowing that Logan was very protective of him.
They made love often and enthusiastically during their first year in their new home. Now they weren’t afraid of being harassed because of their sexuality, since no one would see them or hear them out here, and very few people even knew about their existence.
They didn’t leave their house very often; only when they needed something and went to get in the country shop downtown. The people who saw them seemed to be ignorant of the fact that they were mutants (as well as homosexuals), and even if they suspected something they were obviously not interested in the subject.
That suited Logan and Erik fine. They thought some people might believe they were brothers; (Erik being older, apparently), perhaps some strange folk, but harmless nonetheless. They never showed each other affection in public though, since homosexuality still wasn’t accepted amongst most people. They hoped that this would change in due time, so they could live their lives more in the open.
Erik didn’t believe it at first, but after some time the log cabin actually started feeling like “home”, and he no longer thought of Bailey Falls as his home. He recalled how awful their last months in Bailey Falls had been, and he really didn’t want to go back there anymore.
More and more mutants were exposed around the world, some with powers so extreme that it was difficult to even imagine what they could do. Many were put away since they were considered too dangerous to be ouongsongst “normal” people, and then there were mutants whose odd appearance segregated them from society.
Erik and Logan were both glad they at least looked human, because mutants who didn’t would never be able to live normal lives.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The years passed and a new decade began in 1980. Erik realized with growing horror that he was just getting older and older while Logan stayed the same. He was an ageless being, and Erik was not. This made Erik think about what would happen in the future. When he was younger he had never thought about it, since it seemed so distant and unclear then, but now when he started approaching 50 it suddenly wasn’t distant anymore.
He would die and Logan would live. He had forty years left if he was fortunate, and Logan would just keep on living. Erik wasn’t sure how Logan would handle his death, but he avoided talking about it, since he suspected that his lover would not take it well.
Erik couldn’t help noticing the signs of age on his face, nor could he hide them. Every month he discovered more and more grey hairs in his dark mane, and there was no point trying to conceal them either. He was getting old, and there was nothing he could do about it. He would soon be 50. A middle-aged man, borderline old.
Logan still loved him the same, of course, not caring about his lover’s age. Erik was still beautiful despite his years, but it was his inner beauty that mattered thst, st, and high age could never take that away. Erik was his angel, and always would be.
Erik tried to accept the fact that he was ageing, but when Logan stayed so youthful, vigorous and virile, it was difficult sometimes. He was still slim, and had barely gained an ounce since his early twenties, but his skin had started to sag from his bones and his muscles had become limp and a bit saggy too.
He knew it was silly, but sometimes when they made love, he felt embarrassed about his body and only wanted to do it if the lights were off and they lay under the covers.
Logan thought he was being very silly, and demanded to have the lights on and the covers down during sex.
One evening Logan had had enough of it.
“I want to see you, Erik, you’re my lover. Is that so strange? It’s not like you’re a blushing virgin, here!” Logan said, feeling slightly annoyed at Erik wanting to cover himself.
“My body is so old and ugly,” Erik sighed. “Why do you want to see it?”
“Because you turn me on! What did you think? And you’re not ugly. Why do you always nag about that?”
Erik sighed and gave in, letting Logan pull the quilt away, leaving them both completely naked and exposed.
Logan placed his hand on Erik’s still-flat stomach and stroked his skin lightly. He wondered how he would be able to explain to Erik that he would never change in his eyes. His appearance didn’t matter the least; Erik as a person turned Logan on. He noticed that Erik was only half-hard and started kneading his penis instead, attempting to get him fully aroused.
Erik sighed after a while. Apparently he wasn’t in the mood sex sex right now, and would not become any harder.
“What’s the matter?” Logan asked softly. “Still feeling shy?”
“Logan, I’m an old man. I’ll turn fifty in a few months. My God!”
“That’s right, so this “catholic schoolgirl” attitude is really not fitting,” Logan teased.
“What about 50-year-old mutant Jew?”
“Erik…honey…” Logan said pleadingly and leaned over Erik. “Don’t be like that. But if you don’t wanna make love tonight, I’ll respect your decision. We can just lie down and sleep, what do you say?”
Erik cupped Logan’s face in his hands, smiling. “I think I’d actually rather sleep,” he said.
“Okay. Sure, you oldie!”
Logan curled up behind Erik and switched their night lamp off, leaving the room completely dark. As always, he wrapped his arm around Erik’s body and pressed him close, his half-erect penis sliding in between Erik’s thighs. Erik felt it of course, and squirmed, adding more stimuon. on.
“You’re a real cock-tease, you know that, Erik?” Logan murmured.
“And you are one horny bastard!”
“Is this how you wanted to make love? Under the quilt, in total darkness?”
“Shut up and go to sleep.”
“Whatever…”
TBC