A New Life

Chapter 9


After his first night with Logan, Erik started living again. He began to eat properly, regaining the pounds he’s lost, and was soon back in his normal weight – 137 lbs. His cheeks were no longer hollows and his hollow-eyed appearance was gone. He got better control over his powers, and no longer feared going out and sleeping. Erik was again a healthy young man who loved life and himself, and of course, his lover.

They had sex almost every night; both feeling they had trouble going to sleep if they hadn’t made love before. Logan taught his “virgin” many exciting things in bed; how to pleasure his partner, but also how to get maximum pleasure himself. Some of the things they did made Erik blush when he thought about it, but it grew on him, and after a while all his modesty was gone.

Erik graduated from high school with the best grades in his class, but unfortunately Logan didn’t have the money to send him to college. That was really a shame, since Erik was born to be a scholar, his will and ability to study being incredible. Logan hated the idea of watching as Erik’s talents were wasted.

Erik had liked to study maths, physics and optics, since those subjects intrigued him the most. He had once dreamt of becoming a famous physicist and being rewarded with the Nobel Prize for his important discoveries. But without money his situation looked hopeless, to say the least. But he couldn’t blame Logan. Logan had done everything he could for him, and Erik had always known that his saviour and lover was not made of money. His shattered dreams about an education hurt however, but there was nothing he could do about it.

“God, Erik, it feels like I’ve failed you,” Logan said. “I know how disappointed you are.”

“It isn’t your fault, Logan,” Erik replied softly. “I know you love me. You couldn’t have done more than you already have. I don’t blame you.”

Logan shrugged. Right now he felt like a cete ete failure. Erik’s talents would be wasted because he didn’t have the money to give the boy the education he needed and craved.

Erik noticed that his lover was really troubled by this, and decided to try to cheer him up. He crept closed to Logan and started to caress him very intimately, kissing and nibbling his face and lips. He cupped his hand over Logan’s sex through his jeans, and tried to rub some life into his member.

“What are you doing, Erik?” Logan asked, not really in the mood for any sex.

“I thought this might cheer you up,” the 18-year-old said. “You shouldn’t be like that, really. You’re taking this harder than I. College isn’t everything. I don’t want you to think that you’ve failed me, for you haven’t. You saved me, Logan, you took care of me and…loved me…” he whispered hotly in Logan’s ear. “Can you love me now? Please?”

Logan couldn’t help laughing. “Like I could ever say no to you?” he mused and stood up, pulling Erik to his feet. He kissed the boy’s mouth before leading him to the bedroo gra grant his wish.
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Erik started working in a video shop after high school, hoping to earn enough money to afford college sometime in the future. His pay wasn’t the largest in town, but Erik was happy to earn some money of his own, in spite that it wasn’t much. He saved what he could spare, and bought books about science and maths, to keep his knowledge fresh while waiting for college.

He used some of his money – and got some from Logan – to go to driving school and get himself a driver’s licence. Logan thought it was a good idea, and promised to let Erik borrow his car in case he ever needed it. The thought of Logan lending his car to him made Erik proud.

He got his driver’s licence in June 1952, when he was 19 years old. The day was his happiest day in a long time, and he insisted on “taking Logan out for a ride” in the evening.

Logan was slightly hesitant at first, mindful that Erik had only had his licence a few hours, but he didn’t want to hurt his beloved’s feelings, and therefore agreed to let Erik drive.

“So, where would you like to go?” Erik beamed once they were sitting inside the car.

Logan shrugged. “I don’t know. Didn’t you have the evening planned? I could go to the pub, but since you’re still too young to be drinking, so…”

“Bah!” Erik grimaced. He didn’t like to be reminded that he was too “young” for certain things. He saw himself as a grown up and mature young man who could do anything adults could.

“Alright then, let’s have a drive downtown, and show me that you actually *can* drive,” Logan suggested.
ik jik just snorted indignantly and started the car. He had his new precious driver’s licence in his black leather wallet; his latest birthday gift from Logan.

He drove slowly at first, proud of being the one in control of the vehicle, since he always used to sit on the passenger side while Logan was driving.

“Hey angel, relax,” Logan said suddenly. “You’re as stiff as a board.”

“I am not…” Erik murmured, not wanting to admit Logan was probably right.

The car slowly wheeled toward the Bailey Falls centre. There was never much “action” in a small town like that, even on Friday evenings, which was fortunate, since that would have made Erik even more nervous. For a while they cruised along the narrow streets in the city, occasionally spotting a person or two, out on a late walk.

“This is going fine,” Logan said. “But you should learn to relax a bit more. Hey, you weren’t even so tense the first time we had sex!”

Erik couldn’t help smiling at the comment. “No, because I felt safe then.”

“Feeling safe in a car is one of the most important aspects of driving,” Logan explained. “Try to convince yourself that you’re in control of the car, not vice versa.”

“I *know* I am in control!” Erik claimed.

“Then show it. It won’t hurt if you put on a little more gas. Trust me.”

Erik did as Logan suggested and sped up. Not much, since he was still not quite mastering this vehicle.

“Yeah, that’s it,” Logan encouraged him. “You’re a fast learner, Erik.”

Erik smiled to himself. Of course he was. He didn’t required many hours at the driving school to learn the basics of driving a car. It did, however, take some more time to get the confidence of an older and more experienced driver.

They headed back home after some time, when Erik had proved he could handle a car, both looking forward to the weekend ahead of them. Logan and Erik loved weekends. Only then they could fully focus on each other, and spend time together without having to worry about hectic schedules.

“The ride” had gone fine, and when Erik turned into their approach, Logan started to think of the “ride” he’d give Erik once they got inside. It made his mouth water and his groin tightened, his member longing for the feeling of Erik’s warm flesh around it.

Once the car was safe in the garage, Erik breathed a sigh of relief. His biggest nightmare had been to crash Logan’s car and cause his lover heavy expenses. That didn’t happen though, and Erik was happy.

“So…” Logan said casually. “Is it my turn to take *you* for a ride?” he asked suggestively, placed his hand on Erik’s upper thigh, and squeezed.

Erik pouted, and then smiled wryly. “Yes, why not? But I’d really like to get inside first. I guess I’m not one of those people comfortable with having sex in cars. Besides we have no lubricant.”

“We have motor oil,” Logan joked.

“Bastard!”

“Cock tease!”

They hurried inside the house, and went directly to the bedroom, already struggling out of their clothes on the way in. Logan wasn’t feeling like being soft and gentle this time, but almost pressed Erik’s slender body onto the bed and undressed him rapidly, popping a few buttons in the process. Erik didn’t care, though. He had plenty of shirts, and buttons weren’t that expensive.

Logan gave Erik the “ride” he’d promised him, and when they were finished, Erik sure couldn’t complain. If he got to choose between Logan and his car, Logan outclassed the rickety old thing easily.

After making love, they lay tightly pressed together, as always, enjoying the afterglow. The room reeked of sex, hormones and sweat, but the smell was nice, and reminded them of what they shared together.

Erik tried to think of all the times they had had sex. He couldn’t remember every occasion, and they had really tried a lot of things, but every time Logan had been on top. Erik never questioned it, since he thought that’s how it was supposed to be. Logan was older, bigger and stronger, with a strong will and much experience – the natural leader. He was always in control whenever they made love, and Erik was the submissive one. It suited him fine. Logan was a very good lover and never left Erik unfulfilled.

When Erik was in the arms of his lover he lacked nothing, but felt loved and satisfied.

“Hey, Logan…” Erik said, pulling his long fingers through Logan’s dense chest hairs. He wasn’t sleepy, and thought they might as well have a little talk.

“Yeah, Erik?”

“Logan, what we do… Is it wrong?”

Logan chuckled, and squeezed Erik’s flaccid penis. “Does this feel “wrong” to you?” he asked teasingly.

“No, but really? I mean…we are…homosexuals.”

“Bah, I’ve never been much for clinical words!” Logan snorted. “Yeah, some people might think it’s wrong, but I love you, and nothing’s gonna change that. You’re my lover, Erik. And I’m yours.”

Erik knew that Logan loved him, and he loved Logan back with all his heart, but still he couldn’t help but wish sometimes that it didn’t have to be so difficult.

“Logan… Do you ever wish I were a girl?”

“No! Why would I wish that?” Logan exclaimed. “I only want you to be you. You, and no one else. I love you for who you are.”

“I know,” Erik sighed. “But…I can’t tell anyone about us.”

“No, but what we do in here concerns no one but ourselves.”

“I know that. And I would never consider giving up what we have, but when I talk with people – my friends – they all talk about their girlfriends, and I can never talk about you. It hurts, Logan. I try not to care, but it hurts.”

Logan understood the young man’s predicament, and started to feel sorry for him. He himself didn’t care; he was considered odd among other “normal” people anyway, but to Erik it was different. Erik was young, and wanted to fit into the crowd. What they did in bed *was* technically illegal, so of course Erik couldn’t be open about his sexuality.

“Erik,” Logan asked slowly, “…have you ever felt any kind of attraction to females at all?”

“No,” Erik replied.

“Okay… Do you feel attracted to other boys then, besides me?”

Erik started to blush. “Well… Not really, you see… I don’t think of anyone else…that way,” he stuttered.

That means yes, Logan thought. “Oh, Erik, I’m flattered, but there’s nothing wrong in feeling that way. I, for instance, often look back over my shoulder if I see a pretty girl – or boy – walk by. I only love you, but looking at others isn’t wrong.”

“But I belong to you.”

“No, Erik,” Logan said, “you belong *with* me. We belong together. I don’t own you.”

“But I like the thought of belng tng to you,” Erik claimed.

“Well, you’re one kinky little fellow!” Logan chuckled and started to tickle Erik. “Maybe I shouldk yok you again as a punishment, huh?”

Erik screamed and gasped indiscriminately when Logan tucked his hands into his armpits and tickled him. He tried to push the bigger man away, but in vain, of course. Logan was as immobile as a rock.

“Please…mercy!” he cried. “I will stop being kinky,romiromise, just stop… I can’t take it anymore…!”

“Consider yourself mine!” Logan triumphed and pressed Erik into the mattress. The boy was breathing heavily, his face flushed and sweaty. He was no longer trashing under Logan, but smiling innocently instead.

“Will you punish me now?” he asked softly and tried to make the look in his large blue eyes as innocent as possible.

“You certainly *are* a kinky little fellow,” Logan stated with a grin. “But I love you anyway. Now, let’s think of a punishment for you… How about sucking me off?”

This was not what Erik had expected. He had done many things with Logan, but never that. Logan had done it with him, many times, and he loved it, but giving his lover oral sex was something that Erik could not do. The mere thought of taking someone’s genitals in his mouth made him nauseous. He gladly would have done it if he hadn’t felt that way, but he just… couldn’t.

Logan knew Erik’s reluctance to do it, and he didn’t want to press the boy, but still hoped he would overcome his reluctance one day and learn to do it.

“I…I don’t know, Logan…” Erik said. “It has nothing to do with you, I love your penis, but I can’t do it. I would probably vomit on your belly, or something. It’s just that… It doesn’t belong in my mouth.”

Logan sighed. Of course it didn’t. “So, where does it belong?” he asked jokingly.

“You know where it belongs,” Erik replied seductively. “Not my mouth, but the other end.”

“If you say so, up on your hands and knees.”

Erik complied happily, settling in the position Logan wanted him in. Logan had only been half-aroused until now, but seeing Erik in that position made him hard in an instant. He took Erik slowly and gently this time, taking time to give heed to the boy’s needs and pleasures. Logan gently caressed his lover’s lean back and shoulders while thrusting into him, drawing contented sighs from Erik.

Afterwards they both fell asleep almost at once, happy to have found so much pleasure together.

TBC