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Click here"Tomorrow. I'm going to Bayreuth—for the music festival."
"The festival," he exclaimed. "I'd do anything to be able to attend that. I live here but never have been able to get tickets."
"Anything?" I said, with a little laugh. He'd just done everything for me, without asking for anything in return. I'm sure he'd forgotten the CDs I bought. I would have wanted the ones by him anyway. "I have an extra ticket for the week. You could go with me. You could stay with me. I'd pay your way. I'd love to have the companionship and someone to discuss the music with." That wasn't a spontaneous suggestion, really. Since well into the second fuck I'd been scheming to have more time with him.
"How could I do that?"
"Easy. You could just do it. Even if you had another performance to do on the River Princess, that's on hold now."
"But I only came for the one day and night. I should be going back home to Munich now. There will be a night train."
"You won't be on a train tonight. You'll be in this bed." I held my breath, but he didn't say no.
What he said was "I only brought my guitar and what I'm wearing—when I'm wearing something." He stopped and we both chuckled. "I can't take a trip."
"We'll shop for clothes for you tomorrow, before we go. I'll take care of all of your needs. Let me take care of you."
Again I risked it. Would he be submissive to me in everything? He didn't say no.
"And while we're about it," I continued, "you said you live in Munich, didn't you? And Horst said you worked as a tour guide. I want to tour Bavaria after the Bayreuth festival. I need a tour guide. I want someone I will enjoy."
"Enjoy? Do you enjoy me?" Axel asked.
"You needn't ask that. I want someone I can gloriously fuck. Say yes. Give me the next two weeks of your life." Once again, I held my breath. I think I was asking for more than two weeks. I think I was trying to answer the question of whether I was ready to escape the lifestyle of maintaining a younger lover. But even if it would just be the two weeks, an interruption—two weeks with Axel—was better than what I had been afraid of.
"Yes," Axel said.
- COMMENTS
DV196 months agoTo me there is nothing more complimentary to an author than to re-read one of his stories, and enjoy it as much as the first time. Even though I recognized the story, the plot, the character development was still wonderful and the characters interactions very entertaining.
I do seriously hope you write a sequel to this story!!
DV19
Anonymousover 1 year agoAlways great stories from this author. Follow on stories about these guys would be nice if you can do it. But you have so many more great stories to write, just keep on writing, please.
DV19over 1 year agoKeithD: you never fail to satisfy!! Yet another wonderful story, well written with the characters very 'real'. As well as a realistic storyline with some bittersweet moments but overall a great ending.
As another reader wrote: I hope you continue with these two characters, and the storyline.
Thanks for another wonderful story!
DV19
Anonymousover 1 year agoI feel for him. I'm 57 and I'm experiencing e.d. If only I could find someone younger to call mine to have on a regular basis. Nice read.
nthusiasticover 1 year agoPretty please keep going, I want to hear more about Axel and Craig. I was eagerly anticipating their pleasure at the festival. Thank you for sharing your talents with us.
