Chapter 11: Chris Donovan vs. Shane Lewis~ There''s no love like the first… Dilemma!
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He was supposed to be furious at Chris but what Shane was feeling at that particr moment, was
very far from anger and it worried him immensely. Being that close to his childhood sweetheart was
bringing up emotions and feelings that Shane didn’t know he still had. Unfortunately, and against
Shane’s will, those feelings seemed to rather increase by the minute. He couldn’t help but watch Chris
whenever Chris was looking away from him.
Shane had watched the way Chris walked, sipped his drink, tilted his head sometimes, ran his fingers
through his close-cropped hair…every little movement reminded Shane of the Chris he’d known and
loved. What scared Shane most was the sudden stab of desire that shed through him and left him
aching when he saw Chris lick his lips at a point. Maybe it was the alcohol or even the rains but the
feelings running inside Shane were all jumbled up…in a sweet and disturbing way.
Shane didn’t n on making a fool of himself twice in a row. First, by breaking down in Chris’ arms, and
secondly by possibly throwing himself at Chris. Hell no…that wouldn’t do at all. Shane knew what he
had to do. He had to ask Chris to leave. After all, the rains had diminished to showers so…
Chris didn’t open the new bottle of cognac that Shane had brought to the table. He’d rather chosen to
watch Shane as he spoke on the phone. When Shane stuck his hands into his pocket after the call and
simply stood quietly by the window, Chris knew the man was miles away. It could be that Shane was
thinking about the call he’d just had, Chris thought. But he knew in his gut that the call wasn’t the
reason the man was lost in thought.
After watching Shane for a while, Chris got to his feet and started to walk to where Shane stood. He
really couldn’t stand the silence anymore. Yes, he’d told himself he wasn’t going to pressure Shane into
talking to him but this was an opportunity that might not present itself again. When Chris got to Shane,
he stood behind him but made sure he wasn’t touching him.
“Shane?” Chris croaked and winced at his scratchy voice. Shane neither responded nor turned around
to face him. Chris cleared his throat and tried again. “Shane, can you ever find it in your heart to forgive
me for what I did?” Chris whispered.
Shane had tensed up when he felt Chris’ presence behind him. At Chris’ whispered words a shiver
went through Shane, sizzling along his spine so pleasurably his eyes fluttered shut. He couldn’t bring
himself to talk. It definitely must be the alcohol, Shane thought desperately. Or was it the presence of
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Chris behind him…his whispered words…
“Please Shane, talk to me.” Chris pleaded softly. “There’s no excuse for what I did I know. But can you
please forgive me? I need your forgiveness please.”
Shane felt Chris’ breath on the back of his ear and almost moaned. ‘Oh shit.’ Shane groaned silently.
His pants were bing painfully constricted…scarily tight. He was getting aroused…and fast. Shane
couldn’t believe what was happening to him. He scolded himself inwardly for hisck of control. The
guy hadn’t even touched him for goodness sake. And as far as Shane was concerned, he wasn’t a
sexual person. Who would be if their very first sexual experience went the way his had? To be on cloud
nine one minute and in severe pain, the next.
It definitely hadn’t been only Chris who had enjoyed their first and only encounter. Shane had enjoyed it
even more. He would never forget the feel of Chris in his mouth and Chris’ erotic moans. That alone
had been enough to send Shane over the edge. He’d creamed his pants just as Chris had started
shooting into his mouth. And he’d still been in that post-orgasmic phase when the blows had started.
So yes, although he was a very healthy and normal hot-blooded young man, it must be
understandable, if he hardly had the urge to do anything sexual with anyone.
Shane, therefore, didn’t understand why he would have a raging hard-on from the mere feel of Chris’
presence behind him. Shane couldn’t help but feel it was his ultimate humiliation. When he felt Chris’
hand touch his shoulder, Shane had to bite his lip to hold in his moan. No, no, no, what was happening
to him was strange…and totally wrong. He opened his eyes and noticed that the rains had stopped.
Shane let out a shaky breath.
“You have to go, Chris.” He breathed shakily, praying that Chris would simply turn around and leave,
and spare him any further humiliation because he didn’t know what he was going to do in the next few
minutes if Chris didn’t leave. “Please.” He added in a whisper.
Shane felt Chris move away from him and waited with bated breath till he heard the door shut. Then he
turned around and dashed into the bathroom but even before he could finish unzipping his pants, his
cock erupted with shots of cum. Moaning uncontrobly, Shane sank down onto the bathroom floor as
his body writhed in pleasure.
“Oh fuck!” Shane groaned. He couldn’t believe he’d actually creamed his pants like a fucking teenager.
What was Chris doing to him, Shane groaned unhappily. He felt like his life was slipping out of his
fingers and there was nothing he could do about it. He had to man up for fuck’s sake, Shane thought
fiercely as he pulled off his pants. It felt like Chris had a hold on him and that was fucking up Shane’s
mind. Hell, the man didn’t even need to make any effort.
There had been nothing sexual in Chris’ actions that evening. He’d been merely asking for forgiveness
for fuck’s sake. How the fuck had that tranted into Shane getting aroused? He had to take back
control of his emotions. He had to prove to himself that Chris couldn’t rule his will. He had to make sure
Chris never affected him in that way again. He had to make sure he was never alone with Chris.
“Shit!” Shane growled, feeling even more frustrated.
Then a thought urred to Shane. The only way he could really be sure that he wasn’t sexually
affected by Chris was to be able to sessfully control his hormones whilst in the presence of Chris.
Staying away from Chris wouldn’t solve the problem. Shane had felt it…felt its intensity, and knew that
staying out of Chris’ way was only postponing the problem. Why not work on himself and take control of
his emotions? Shane made up his mind there and then… He was going to invite Chris in every day he
saw him at his gate. What better way to ensure immunity to Chris’ sexual hold than to be around him?
Little did he know...