Guardian Angel

"Paul, do you truly love me?"

"Yes, Mike. From the first moment I saw you. It's hard to explain and it doesn't make sense, but it's how I feel."

"If we proceed, there will be consequences. It cannot be undone."

"I don't want it undone, Mike. I want to be with you forever."

Mike kissed me slowly and sensually. He kissed down my neck and along my collarbone. His hands touched all over my chest.

"You are so beautiful, my love," he whispered as he looked into my eyes.

"And you are so handsome, Mike."

I pulled at the leather tie holding Mike's hair. It came loose and I tossed it on the table. His dark hair fell down and framed his face. I ran my hands along his head, through his hair. Mike closed his eyes and leaned into my hands. I reached down and untucked his shirt. He pulled back and threw it onto the ground. He was wearing a white wife beater tank top, stretched across his large frame. He was so big and muscular. I worked out regularly and I would never be as big as him. I squeezed his huge biceps and stroked my hands down his chest to his stomach. I slid my hands under his tank and around his back and glided them up his broad v-shaped back. As I slid my hands up, my fingers ran across two large scarred ridges that seemed to jut out of his shoulder bones. They ran parallel to each other and were about eight inches in length.

"What is that?" I asked. "What happened?"

"It is nothing for you to worry about right now."

I looked up at him with concern. "Mike?"

He simply said, "Soon."

Mike moved his head down to my chest, and he kissed and licked at my nipple. I shuddered and moaned and pushed my chest up to him. He moved to the other nipple and did the same. His hands moved down and he slid my pajama pants off and tossed them to the floor. I now laid completely naked. Mike's eyes moved up and down my body. He licked his lips.

"So beautiful..."

"Let me see you, Mike."

I reached down to his belt and unbuckled it. I unzipped his jeans and moved and sat up and pulled his work boots off and let them fall to the floor. He stood up and pulled his tank top off and dropped it. He then slid his jeans down and stepped out of them.

I drew in a sharp breath as I saw him naked for the first time. He was stunning. I let out a little moan as I stared at his body. His broad chest had huge pec muscles. His abs were cut with pronounced six pack ridges. His chest and abs were both covered with dark curly hair. He was fully erect, standing tall and proud eight and a half inches, thick and uncircumcised. There was a slight upwards curve. He was the most beautiful specimen of manhood I had ever seen.

Mike pulled his socks off and then moved onto the bed. I scooted over to make room. We laid together and we kissed sensually. His tongue flicked against my lips and I parted them, allowing him into my mouth. Our tongues danced together, stroking and sliding against each other. As we kissed, I rubbed my hands all over his body. I slid my hands down to his dick. I took it in my hand. It felt hot to the touch. It was hard as iron, but the skin felt so velvety soft in my hand. I slid my hand up and down, marveling at the way my hand moved with ease due to his foreskin.

I kissed Mike's neck and down his chest and his stomach. Mike laid quietly, silent except for his rough breathing.

As I neared him, I looked back up at him.

"Mike... I've never done this before. If I do something wrong, tell me."

"I have never done this before either, Paul. Do not worry. You will do fine."

I felt a sense of wonder and pride that I was going to be Mike's first. Not only his first, but his only and his last if I had my way. I leaned my head down closer to him. I could smell the sticky pre-come dripping from the head. I reached my tongue out and tasted it. I licked up and down the shaft. I felt Mike's body trembling beneath me.

I pulled his foreskin back and took the head into my mouth. I swirled my tongue around him and slid my mouth down his shaft until I felt like I was going to gag. Mike's hand moved up to my head and gently stroked my hair.

"Oh... My Paulie... It feels so wonderful...."

I just knew what I needed to do. I slid my mouth up and down while gently sucking him. I stroked his shaft with my hand. Mike's body jerked and his breathing quickened. I ran my spare hand along his chest and abs, feeling the soft fur covered muscles.

"Paulie... I'm going to..."

I picked up the pace and sucked and stroked him a little faster. Mike was groaning and moaning.

"Oh! Paulie!"

Mike swelled in my mouth and I felt him throb against my tongue. My mouth was suddenly filled with a burst of hot, thick liquid. I let out a soft whimper. Mike grunted and thrust up into my mouth. I swallowed as my mouth filled with his semen. He shot and I swallowed so many times that I lost count. I instantly fell in love with the taste. Mike finally let out a loud groan, then hissed as he grabbed my head and stopped me from moving. I let him fall from my mouth. He was clean and wet from my saliva. His dick softened slightly against his abs.

I moved up next to him and we kissed a bit before he pushed me onto my back. He licked all around my chest, then sucked each of my nipples. He kissed down the middle of my chest, down to my belly button. His tongue traced the grooves of my abs, then along my oblique muscle to my groin. He kissed the curly nest at the base of my dick, before moving up my length. He took me into his mouth, nearly swallowing all of my length.

I gasped at the feeling of being inside his mouth. It was hot and wet and absolutely exquisite. I had never felt anything like it before. His mouth moved up and down and he sucked me. I gripped the sheets and writhed around the bed.

"Mike... It feels so good... Please don't stop... Don't stop..."

Mike's hand moved between my legs. His finger rubbed between my cheeks, rubbing against my hole. He pressed the tip of his finger against my virgin ass and I finally couldn't hold back anymore.

"Mike, I'm going to come!"

I let out a long groan and I exploded into his mouth. I spurt over and over into his sucking mouth. Michael swallowed every drop. He licked my shaft all over and then moved up and laid next to me.

He took me into his arms and pulled me to him.

"Mike, I love you so much. Stay with me tonight."

"I love you, Paul. Of course I will stay with you."

I couldn't hold my eyes open anymore. I settled on Mike's chest and wrapped my arm around him. He kissed the top of my head and I fell asleep safe in his arms.

***

I woke up late that afternoon still attached to Mike's chest, knowing that this was home, my haven. I lifted my head and looked down at him. He sniffed and slowly opened his eyes. He brought his hand up to my face and smiled at me. I leaned down and kissed him nice and slow.

"I could use a shower," I said. "Do you want to shower with me?"

A sly grin spread over Mike's face and he grabbed me and pulled me out of bed. We went to the bathroom and I turned on the shower and adjusted the temperature while he went pee. When he was finished, he stepped into the tub and I went pee, then hurried into the shower and closed the curtain behind me.

We giggled like little kids as we stood under the water. We poured the shower gel into our hands and ran them all over each other, getting both of us nice and soapy. I loved running my hands all over his huge muscles and the hair on his chest. I was fascinated by the way the soap bubbles caught in his fur. His hands moved slowly and deliberately over my smooth body, tracing every curve of every muscle.

Mike lifted his big arms and I scrubbed his bushy armpits and along his arms. That was when I noticed he had a tattoo on the inside of his right arm.

I ran my fingers over the intricate script. It appeared to be words in a foreign language, but I couldn't make them out.

"What does this say?" I asked.

"It is a vow I took."

I looked up at him and I knew that was all he was going to say on the subject. "Soon, right?"

He chuckled. "Yes."

He bent down and gave me a quick kiss.

"Turn around," I said.

I squeezed out more shower gel as he reluctantly turned his back to me. His back was broad and muscular, perfect except for the two jagged scars that ran in parallel down his back at the edges of his shoulder blades. They were red and angry looking.

"They look painful," I whispered as I ran my finger over one of them.

"They are a reminder," he said sorrowfully.

I wrapped my arms around him and laid my head on his back. I sniffled and swiped at the tear that fell from my eye. I kissed each of his scars. Mike turned around and took me into his arms.

"Do not be sad," he said to me.

He leaned his head down and kissed me. He pushed me up against the shower wall and pressed his body against mine. His mouth moved down to my neck. He kissed and nipped the sensitive skin. I grabbed at his shoulders and arms and held tight. I let out whimpers of pleasure as he tenderly sucked on my neck. His tongue traced a line to the other side and he repeated the same.

Our dicks throbbed against each other and pushed mine into Mike's. He groaned as he continued to suck on my neck. Mike began sliding his cock against me, thrusting and rubbing mine with his. I gripped his huge arms and let out a soft moan. Mike returned to my mouth and he pushed his tongue into my mouth. He kissed me hard and deep as he thrust against me.

"Yes, Mike ... don't stop..."

Mike grunted and groaned as he frantically pumped his hips against me. I whimpered and quivered as he rutted against me. His breathing hitched and I knew he was getting close.

"I'm coming," he moaned.

His body jerked and shuddered and I felt a hot splash spurt onto my chest. I cried out his name and buried my face in the crook of his neck as I unloaded between our sliding bodies.

Mike held me in his arms as I panted and tried to catch my breath. He lightly kissed along my head and face.

As the water started to cool, we quickly rinsed off and then got out of the shower. Mike took a towel and dried me off all over, then I did the same for him.

"I'm hungry," he said. "Can we go get something to eat?"

"I don't have to work tonight, so we have lots of time."

We got dressed and Mike asked if we could stop by his apartment first so that he could get a change of clothes. We got into his pickup truck and drove to the outskirts of town. He turned into an older neighborhood, then pulled into the driveway of an old two-story home. He pulled his truck around back and I jumped out and looked around.

The old house was painted white, with a nice fresh coat of paint. Most of the houses on the block were in disrepair, but this one was clearly well maintained. Wooden stairs led up to a small wooden landing and a door on the second floor.

"Gabe lives on the first floor. I live upstairs."

Mike took my hand and led me up the stairs. The apartment was small, not much larger than my own. The decor was very spartan, but the apartment looked clean. In his living room, he had only a couch, a coffee table and a small 26" flat panel TV on a plain stand. There was a nice sized kitchen, which had a small table with two chairs.

Mike took off his coat and laid it on the back of one of the chairs. He took my coat from me and put it on the other chair.

I followed Mike into the single bedroom. It was bare, except for a king sized mattress and box spring set on the floor. The bed was made nice and neat. A small upturned wooden crate next to the bed held a clock and a small lamp.

Apparently Mike liked to live simply and it suited him.

"I'll just be a second," he said. "Have a seat."

Mike gave me a quick kiss and I sat down on his bed. He walked over to his closet and pulled off his clothes and tossed them into a laundry basket on the floor of the closet. I knew that it wasn't polite to stare, but I couldn't help it. He was so sexy. I loved how masculine he was. He was so tall and muscular. I watched Mike pull a white tank top over his head and pull it down, covering his magnificent hairy chest and abs. He grabbed a pair of boxer briefs and I took one last look at the long, hooded cock hanging between his legs.

Mike looked at me and winked as he pulled up his underwear. He adjusted his dick and then pulled on a pair of jeans. He grabbed a plaid shirt and pulled it on, then rolled up the sleeves, leaving it unbuttoned and untucked. He sat down next to me and tugged on his boots and tied them up.

He put his arm around my shoulders and pressed his lips against my temple.

"I love you, Paul," he whispered in my ear.

I turned to look up at him and we kissed slowly. He pulled away and stood. He held out his hand and I took it so that he could pull me up to my feet.

We got dressed in our coats and stepped out onto the landing. Mike locked the door and checked it. He then took my hand and we walked down the stairs. As we stepped off the bottom step, Gabe turned the corner.

He looked between the two of us in surprise. I pulled my hand out of Mike's and pushed them into my pockets.

"Hello, Gabe," Mike said calmly.

Gabe's eyes looked me up and down. He walked around us in a circle. He reached up to my jacket collar and pulled it away from my neck. Mike had left light marks on my neck and Gabe was looking at us disapprovingly.

"We are in love, Gabriel," Mike said. I could tell that he was slightly nervous.

"You cannot use that as some kind of loophole, Michael."

I moved closer to Mike and I took his hand in mine. "I am in love with Mike, Gabriel."

Gabe looked down at me and cocked his head to the side like he didn't understand.

"Please don't take him from me," I whispered.

Tears fell from my eyes and Mike pulled me close and put his arms around me.

Gabe looked between the two of us in shock. He took a step back, and then turned and unlocked the back door and went inside the house.

***

Mike and I went to dinner and then afterward, we strolled hand in hand in the park. The air was cool and crisp and bathed in moonlight.

"Mike? Why does Gabe want to keep us apart? Why is he so bitter?"

Mike stopped and put his hands on my shoulders.

"Do not judge Gabe harshly, Paul," Mike said. "He is only doing his duty. It is understandable he would become bitter and jaded after all that he has seen. I felt the same myself."

"Really? You don't seem that way at all."

"That is because of you."

I stopped walking and looked up at him. "Me?"

"Yes. The first time I saw you praying. I saw the goodness in you. You restored my faith in humanity."

I wrapped my arms around Mike's back and I held him tight as I silently wept against his chest. He gently stroked my hair as I looked up at him.

"I love you, Mike."

He wiped my tears away and cradled my face and claimed my lips in a kiss. He took my hand and we continued on our walk.

"You have known Gabe a long time, haven't you?" I asked.

"Yes. A very long time."

I wanted to ask him more questions, but I decided that I would wait. He would tell me when he was ready.

Mike and I walked back to the truck. We got in and Mike pulled out of the parking lot.

"Paul? Would you spend the night with me tonight in my home?"

"I would love to."

I leaned over and gave him a kiss on his shoulder. We drove by my place first. I got my toothbrush and toiletries and a change of clothes, plus a fresh pair of scrubs for work in case I didn't come home before hand.

Mike pulled his truck in back of the house and we climbed up the stairs to his apartment.

We put our coats on the back of the kitchen chairs.

"Would you like something to drink?" he asked.

"Some water would be nice."

He poured both of us a glass of water.

"Do you want a snack? I could use a snack."

"Sure."

He opened the freezer.

"Ooh. I have some rocky road," he said with a big grin on his face. "My favorite."

"That sounds good."

Mike grabbed a bowl from the dish rack and opened the cupboard and got a second bowl. He pulled the scoop out of the disk rack and placed two big scoops of ice cream into each bowl. He grabbed a couple of spoons and I followed him into the living room with the glasses.

He set the bowls down on the coffee table and pushed it forward a bit, then sat down on the floor with his back to the couch in front of the coffee table. I grinned and sat down next to him and crossed my legs Indian style.

"Cozy," I said with a little giggle.

He smiled at me and took a big bite of his ice cream. He let out a contented sigh and looked at me and grinned. I couldn't help but laugh at him. We ate our dessert in silence, just enjoying each other's company.

Mike scraped his bowl several times with the spoon, trying to get the last of the chocolately goodness.

"I think you got it all," I said with a chuckle.

I scooped up the last bite from my bowl and held the spoon out to him. He leaned forward and ate it off my spoon. His eyes sparkled as he looked at me and swallowed the last bite. He looked so happy. I vowed then that I would do anything I could to make him happy like that every day.

"All gone," I said.

Mike looked into my bowl. "What? There's still some more in there."

"No, there's not. Not unless you're gonna lick the bowl clean."

We both laughed and Mike ran his finger along the inside of my bowl and then sucked his finger clean. He put his finger in again and then wiped it on my bottom lip.

"Hey!" I protested.

Before I could wipe it away, Mike leaned in and kissed me, sucking my bottom lip into his mouth. He took the bowl out of my hand and put it on the coffee table. His mouth pushed into mine, his tongue sliding into my mouth. He pulled me to him and I straddled his lap. His hands slid up the back of my shirt. He grabbed my shirt and pulled it off me. His arms moved around me and he dipped his mouth down to suck my left nipple into his mouth. I grabbed his head and raked my fingers through his long, soft hair. I threw my head back and let out a quiet moan as his mouth pleasured my body. I started to grind my hips on his lap, feeling his growing need pressing back into me.

"I love you so much, Mike," I whispered.

I pushed his shirt over his shoulders, then grabbed his wife beater and pulled it over his head. Mike reached between our bodies and unbuckled and unzipped my pants. He gave them a tug downwards and I stood up so that he could slide them down. He pushed up to his feet and I unbuckled his belt and unzipped his jeans and pushed them down to his ankles. He sat down on the couch and pulled me to him so that I was straddling his lap.

He held my head in his hands. "You are so beautiful, Paul. You are my baby. I love you."

I raked my fingers through the hair on Mike's chest and kissed him. His hands slid up and down my back, then down to my ass. He cupped each of my cheeks in his hands and I whimpered and rubbed my dick on his hard, furry abs.

I felt Mike groan deep in his chest. His dick slid up the crack of my ass. I felt the hot head press against my entrance and it sent a shudder throughout me. I opened my eyes and looked into Mike's blue eyes. I pushed down slightly and the very tip of his cock pushed into me.

"Paul, I meant what I said before. If we do this, it cannot be undone. We will be bound together."

I kissed along Michael's neck. "Yes, Michael. We will be one for eternity."

Mike lifted up and led me to his bedroom. He pulled back the blankets and sheet. I crawled into his bed.

"Don't go anywhere."

He ran out of the room to the bathroom. I heard him digging around in some drawers and he came back a few seconds later with a tube in his hand. He slipped into the bed with me and pulled me onto my side facing him.

"Do not be afraid, my Paulie. Making love is a gift from God and I want to share this gift with you. I promise I will never hurt you."