The great God of the playing field nuzzled Ethan’s ear, whispering sweet nothings, encouraging him to go once more "round the block." Ethan smiled in his pretend sleep. It had only been a couple of weeks since the chance encounter in the showers and he was now a permanent resident in Rupert’s bed, all other partners had been forsaken. Ethan was supremely happy.

He shivered as strong hands skimmed over his body making him quiver with desire his breath becoming short. He moaned and rolled over onto his back. He opened his eyes and focused on his lovers’ grass green eyes and smiling impish mouth. Ethan clasped his hands behind his head and sighed. Rupert covered his body with his own and licked lazily at Ethan’s nipples, they hardened instantly sending messages to his groin to do likewise.

Ethan bucked his hips up to meet Rupert’s heavy rampant cock; his hands didn’t stay behind his head long when Rupert began to gyrate his hips, cock caressing cock. Ethan groaned wanting more. Rupert was hot! But as yet had not done what he truly wanted him to do. Ethan wrapped his arms round Rupert’s back and pulled him closer. Rupert shifted slightly tangling his legs round Ethan’s they couldn’t get closer! Chest meeting chest, Rupert’s mouth and tongue traced the length of his lovers’ neck. Their breath and moans together, hearts hammering as one, so close. Ethan couldn’t stand it!

"Fuck me.…" He moaned in Rupert’s ear, his voice thick with lust. Rupert lifted his head and looked at Ethan, his hair was mussed and his eyes dark and wild. He smiled down at him, breathless with lust. He freed his arm and groped under the pillow. Ethan’s eyes lit up.

"I didn’t know you were a Boy Scout…" He quipped.

Rupert grinned. "I’ve been accused of many things, but never of being a Boy Scout. These were left by the condom fairy!"

"Ethan, I like to see who I’m loving…" He whispered…His partner understood and disentangled his legs. Ethan held his breath as the chilled lubricant hit him and Rupert loosened him, his cock reacting to the stimulation throbbing, twitching and leaking pre–cum. Rupert’s hand closed round him briefly feeling the veins and ribbed muscle pulsate in his palm. His thumb swiping the pearl of liquid from his tip and licking it from his thumb appreciatively. He ripped the foil packet open with his teeth; his fingers were too slippery.

"Help me out lover? Roll me?" He asked leaning forward over Ethan who swallowed and rolled the condom slowly over Rupert’s ever–ready weapon.

"There you go, Ripper." Ethan murmured. Rupert backed off smiling as he glanced at the ripped foil. Rupert parted Ethan’s cheeks, taking a breath to prepare for the tight, sweet, heat that he knew waited for him.

"Ripper…RIPPER!" Ethan shouted as Rupert speared into him. His knees fell open as Rupert loomed over him his face contorted in indescribable joy. Ethan was glad he looked because the moment was soon replaced by lust and the need to cum. Revelling in Ripper’s stamina, Ethan groaned, as his strokes became deeper and more desperate. His prostate being nudged with every thrust. Ripper’s body dripped with sweat from their exertions Ethan saw a change come over him, his expression softened, Ripper grabbed his cock pistoning his fist round it. Ethan jerked and writhed in the grip of his climax, gazing at Ripper, he looked truly divine when his moment came. Head thrown back in abandon and mouth open in a roar of satisfaction that could be heard all over the building.

He stayed embedded in Ethan for a few minutes while they caught their breath. Then his arms became tired and he lowered himself onto Ethan’s chest and hugged his new partner kissing him lightly. Reaching down to his abdomen and scooping up Ethan’s semen and popping his finger in his mouth sucking noisily. He eased himself out of Ethan with a combined sigh, tied a knot in the top of the condom and tossed it into the bin. He turned back to Ethan, his eyes still dilated.

"You OK, Ethan?" Ethan’s eyes were filled with tears, they tugged at Rupert’s heartstrings and he hugged him closer. He never heard Ethan mutter "I love you."

Ethan and Rupert sat next to each other in the cinema, that was the Pride of Hell. They looked at the image of their lovemaking as it faded from the screen. Rupert cleared his throat. Ethan stared at his hands.

"That was the first time you called me Ripper…"

Ethan nodded. "It’s also why you hate it so, it reminds you of what you did…"

Rupert turned in his seat to look at his friend in profile. "You don’t look any different y’know." His voice was soft, offering comfort to his tortured soul. Ethan laughed and looked at Rupert. He was serious; he stroked Ethan’s jaw at the junction of his neck and earlobe. It was an old familiar gesture of affection they had used in company and Ethan loved him for it.

"I didn’t hear you say it…I didn’t hear ’I love you.’ If I had. I would still be with you."

Ethan gasped. "Don’t play with my affections Ripper…"

Rupert moved closer, his hand cupping the back of Ethan’s head tipping it back slightly for his kiss. "I mean it…Love. Why do I hit you? At least I’m touching you, however briefly." He breathed and eased his tongue into Ethan’s mouth. Ethan grabbed him and returned the kiss eagerly, a tear flowed from the corner of his eye.

Gradually the cinema transformed into a railway sleeper carriage and the two lovers sank back onto a bunk their legs entwined and their kiss deepening. They were on the overnight sleeper to SLOTH.

End of pt.3

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