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Subject: Not Another Love Story Chapter 3N: Noah None of the characters in this story are real, nor do they describe anyone that exists in real life. This is just a simple story that describes male-on-male love, which can and will include sex scenes. If you are uncomfortable with this, I advise you to stop reading. Remember, the real world does have disease and sociopaths, so if you engage in any type of sexual encounter, please use the safe sex guidelines provided by a Licensed Medical Doctor such as using a condom or not exposing a stranger's semen to mucosal surfaces like your mouth or anus. And as always, please support fty by donating if you can. (Brief Summary: Bottom POV with "Dominant" Total Top, Dark Meta-Content) *** I hesitated. Here was Noah at my doorstep. He knows my name, he remembered I was a teacher and looked it up specifically. There must have been something there, some spark that I can set on fire. And I just had sex with another man before he even told me his name. Does it count if I wasn't "dating" him? To put my conscience at-ease, I told Noah, "I slept with Benjamin the ght before and had a beautiful time with him. But, I loved my time with you more. I do give you a second chance if you give me a second chance. I choose you, Noah." My gamble worked, Noah smiled and said that he could care less. He said, "You just learned my name today, how could we possibly have had any expectations from each other unless you specifically say them? If you can trust yourself to commucate openly with your loved one, I can trust myself to commucate openly with my loved one. I am a lucky man that both happen to be the same man." I blush at the implication of the statement, almost as if he was proposing (and in a way he was). He told me he was techcally an actor/model. He came clean to me and said he was hired by that Republican booth that ght to "gently" encourage people who were coming in that direction. He said their were 8 people in the booth so that at the very least there were 2 homosexual and 2 heterosexual of each gender defined by Republican Eyes. He was actually swing, iroc, but demetevler escort he was serious about it when he was talking with me. He said when he was talking to me, he knew I was so clearly disinterested in what he was saying that the only reason I stopped was because he asked. He said that the ght he left was both the worst and best ght of his life. He was just about to make some money because that was his job, but was about to leave someone he could be in love with. He couldn't stop thinking about it. That was why he specifically looked at each photo of the professor directory in the school's website to find my name. Once he knew my name, he came to me. But that was always his personality, a go-getter and a man with a plan. He knew what he was doing, and everytime it was exciting for our sex-life and he was always the dominant. I knew anytime I wanted sex, he was always down and did something interesting each time, in control and knew the perfect blend of confidence with dominance. He and I played so many sex role-plays, which I must say has a 4th dimension when your lover is an actual actor. Also with you playing hide-and-go seek with the media made our sex life full of suprises. He was telling me that in order to maximize his career, he had to stay "single" according to his agent. He was trying to sell to both sides, so being single means more people hoping he will be theirs. But he made the promise to me that he and I were in love with each other only. It was about that time that the papers came out with scandalous covers. "Noah Right Hand Man, Noah Right Hand's Ring?" As part of his media control we laid low for a while and everyone forgot. Some of the stories published included some stories where I cheat, or I murdered someone, or that I was holding him hostage against his will. We both had a good laugh. Then it happened, that one role. He got a role in a movie that happened to be a block-buster. We became millionaires, which we then invested and created a very comfortable lifestyle for us. My husband is still as handsome as the dikmen escort day I met him, and everytime I look into his blue-green eyes I could get lost. He says the same, believe it or not, but usually says it during lovemaking when he is teasing me. Because he stays "single," he continues to get parts that require an incredibly in-shape man capable of any acting position or role including love scenes. To keep the "image" he always has these "brief flings" with actors and actresses. But he always came back to me every ght. We get to take multiple cruises all over the world, I get to join him as part of his "entourage" as consultant and meet so many celebrities and see so many fascinating things in this world. But life can't be that simple, otherwise everyone would be happy. While he stayed the perfect specimen of a man his entire life because of his rigid discipline, I did not. I was not quite as genetically blessed as I hoped I was and aged like people tend to do and as I did, my sex drive started slowing down. Sure, I was horny as hell all the time, but sometimes having a good slow session with someone you love is what you want, and sometimes you just want to have it hard and fast. I was scared because I knew he was constantly horny and if my sex drive went down or I got to old looking, he would drop me, but I remembered to commucate openly with him. When I did, he listened in silence and then hugged me. He said that he said we would commucate openly and we will. "I am constantly horny, your presence alone gets me horny. I don't know why, but it does. But I can't rely on masturbation and hand-jobs. I need more. If you and I can have an open and honest relationship, I can get my sexual needs satisfied, but always get to come back to my love. Don't worry, though, you always get first dibs, second dibs, third dibs, fourth dibs..." as he begins another wonder session of love-making. I agreed because now his presence was what I wanted most of the time. But now whenever he gets those roles that require him to be a sex symbol and he has to do a passionate elvankent escort scene, I can't help but rub my hand wishing for that ring and praying that those eyes wouldn't do to them what they did to me. There was even one time that even though Noah was completely safe using every guideline, there was the briefest Herpes scare because he was swinging with other people, but it turned out negative and we were unconcerned. We stopped using condoms ages ago with each other only and get tested regularly. We fast forward in life, and now here I am at the age of 83 as I watch the ocean that is right outside the balcony in the bed. I can't believe that it really has been that long. Noah comes in and snuggles right next to me, wrapping his arms around me always embracing, holding me against him. He sighs contentedly and whispers that when I said yes to his second chance, that he was the happiest man in the world. I look over at him in the moonlight and even at his age, he looks like a drop-dead knockout, and I still don't know how he maintains the discipline. He still has to maintain his "image'', so we are careful outside so he still remains "single." Many times I am left feeling alone, so I branch out with my interests, which don't quite match his. I feel the desire swelling for his body but my ability to keep up with his energy is exhausting and cuddling sounds really good too. You feel his cock swell in the folds in your crack, but he is not insistent, just wondering if toght is a "first dibs" ght, and content to cuddle as well. I sigh internally, as I wonder as I always do if this ght will be like the first, if he really will always come back or one day will he leave with no notice and me wondering what happened? Since he is an actor by trade, he stars in so many roles, and he uses his sex appeal in so many ways that critics never find him stale, I can't help but wonder if he will enchant another person who has a stronger sex drive, better body, another actor. I can't count the number of ways that another person would be better than me and why he would choose them over me. I always wonder what would have happened if I had chosen Benjamin, someone who was willing to come out in front of the Dean for me and perfect commitment, would have turned out. I dismiss those thoughts because at least for toght, Noah is here and he is real. I smile with a tear forming in my eye because I always remember how I felt when that first ght ended. ***