Dave and the Bear Across the Hall

Russ scowled at Mitch and asked me how I was doing. His new boyfriend looked on with his hands in his pockets, looking confused and uncomfortable.

"I'm doing great, Russ. I've never been better. I'm really happy."

Russ sneered at me, then lowered his voice. "What's up with the old man? Is he fucking you now?"

Mitch stepped forward. "Watch your fucking mouth, boy," he growled.

Russ muttered "slut" under his breath and I thought Mitch was going to beat the shit out of him right there in the store.

"Come on, Mitch. Let's go," I said, pulling on him. "Bye, Russ."

I pushed past Russ and left him standing there.

***

At Christmas, Mitch asked me to move in with him. He wanted us to move to a new apartment and with both of us paying rent, we could afford a nicer place. He said he'd take care of searching and when he narrowed it down, he'd let me pick which one I liked. I was more than happy to let him take care of those details.

About three weeks later Mitch told me he had two places lined up. I climbed into Mitch's pickup truck and we drove to the first place. It was a really nice apartment complex. It had an access gate and a pool and clubhouse. We looked at a two-bedroom apartment. The master bedroom even had its own bathroom and a small walk in closet. It was cheaper than both of our rents combined at our current apartment, so we would actually save a bit of money every month. I loved the apartment and I told him so.

We got back in the truck to drive to the next apartment. Mitch quietly smoked a cigarette as we drove. I couldn't figure out where we were going. We drove through downtown, then just outside the city limits he turned down a two-lane road. He turned into a driveway and parked behind a car. A woman got out of the car and stood by.

We were in the driveway of a small blue ranch home. It was the last house on the road as it veered off down a hill.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"Just check it out, baby. Come on."

I got out of the truck. The woman introduced herself as Kay and shook our hands. We followed her to the door and she said she'd be outside making some calls and to get her if we had any questions.

I followed Mitch into the house. It looked like it had been empty for a while. Entering the front door took you straight into the family room. It had a nice sized dining area and kitchen. The kitchen appliances looked a little rough, but otherwise the kitchen was nice. There were three bedrooms and a bathroom. The biggest master bedroom had its own bathroom and a walk-in closet off the bathroom. There was also an attached two-car garage and a basement that was partially finished. The back yard was pretty big and private, surround by trees and blocking it from the neighbor's house. Back behind the yard was a small creek that ran through the woods. We walked back to the woods and stood at the creek. Mitch took my hand.

"What do you think, baby?" he asked.

"I do really like it, but it needs a lot of fixing up. Plus, wouldn't we have to shovel the driveway and mow the yard and stuff? How much is the rent?"

"It's not for rent. We'd be buying it."

I looked up at Mitch and opened my mouth, but I was speechless.

"It's a foreclosure," he said. "We can afford it. It'll end up being about what we pay in rent now. I know it needs a lot of fixing up, but if you supervise, I'll do the work."

"Really, Mitch?"

"Baby, I want this to be our home."

I threw myself at Mitch and wrapped my arms around him and started to cry. "I love you so much, Mitch."

"You're my baby," he said as he stroked my hair and my back. "I'd give you the world if I could... Maybe I could start with this house."

We laughed and then he kissed me slowly and sensually.

"So, what do we have to do?" I asked.

Mitch looked down at me with tears in his eyes. He kissed the top of my head and took my hand. We found the realtor and she helped us to draft up an offer.

***

A couple of months later, I was standing in our empty master bedroom. I had just finished rolling the sage green paint onto the last wall. I looked around the room. I thought it looked great. Mitch bribed his buddies into coming over and helping with some of the repairs before we moved in, so things moved along at a good pace. I walked out into the dining room where Mitch was on a ladder installing a new chandelier. I looked down at the floor and my mouth fell open. Mitch and Lee had installed hardwood floors in the living room and dining room that morning and they looked fantastic.

"Oh, wow. The floors look great, Mitch."

"Thanks, babe. Can you hand me that screw right there?"

Mitch finished up with the chandelier and went and turned the power back on. I flipped the light switch and grinned. Mitch came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me. He nuzzled my neck and growled. "Mmm... I wish we had a bed here. Or a table."

I giggled and squirmed out of his arms. He pulled me back to him and kissed me.

It was really nice to see Mitch working on the house. He loved playing with his tools and using his hands. Everything he worked on looked perfect when it was done, just like a professional. I helped as much as I could. I was okay as long as he showed me what to do. I was so proud after every project we finished.

Within a couple more weeks, were completely moved in to our new house. Between the two of us, we had some extra furniture, so we sold what we didn't need. Mitch bought a new recliner for the living room and also bought new appliances for the kitchen.

Our first night in the house, the two of us cooked dinner together. We sat in our new dining room and ate and drank wine.

Mitch made a no smoking inside the house rule. He would only smoke in the back yard or in the garage. After we finished dinner and cleaned up the dishes, I'm sure he regretted his rule since it was below freezing outside. He put on his jacket and went into the garage to have a smoke. I put on my winter coat and followed him out and hopped up onto his workbench stool and we talked about having a housewarming party as he enjoyed his cigarette.

We went to the living room and sat on the couch together. Mitch turned on the TV to a football game. Mitch quickly got into the game, cheering and yelling at the TV. I got up and got him a beer and a water for me from the kitchen and grabbed the book I was reading. I handed the beer to him and sat down on the couch. He grabbed the back of my neck, pulled me to him and kissed me.

"You're the fucking best, baby."

I smiled and sat down on the couch with my legs underneath me. I pulled the throw over my lap and read my book for a while. I would occasionally look up when he'd yell at the TV, but I was able to concentrate on the book. After a few chapters, I closed the book and looked up at Mitch as he was finishing up the last of his bottle of beer.

I leaned against Mitch's shoulder and he put his arm around me. I put my hand up inside his shirt and slowly stroked his furry belly.

"This is so perfect, Mitch," I said quietly. "I want every day to be like today."

Mitch's finger lifted my chin up to look at him.

"Baby, I know I'm not the best at expressing my feelings... but I hope you know how much I love you. I promise I'm gonna take care of you, make you happy. You're mine and I'm never letting you go."

My hand moved down to his crotch and I felt the hardness there.

"See how hard you make me, baby?" he whispered.

I rubbed the shaft through his jeans and squeezed it lightly.

Mitch groaned. "You keep that up and I might not be able to control myself."

"I always take care of my man, don't I?" I asked with a suggestive smile.

"Yes, you do."

Mitch turned the TV off and stood up, holding out his hand. I took his hand and he pulled me up. He turned off the lights and I followed him to our bedroom.

"Oh, I got something for you," he said suddenly. "Be right back."

Mitch disappeared from the bedroom. I heard him go out into the garage. While he was gone, I lit some pillar candles on the dresser and then turned out the light. Mitch returned a minute later.

"I got this from a buddy at work. His kid goes there."

Mitch handed me a booklet. I stared at the cover, unable to speak. It was a catalog for the nearby community college.

Mitch shrugged and looked down at his feet. "I thought maybe you'd want to take some classes... you seemed sad you didn't get to go... I know it's not U of M or whatever, but... I don't know... If you want to..."

I wrapped my arms around Mitch's neck and hugged him tight. "I want to. Thank you. Thank you so much."

Standing on my tip-toes, I kissed Mitch all over his beard and then kissed his lips. He moved his hands up to my face and wiped my tears.

"I want to make you happy, Davey. As happy as you make me."

"You do, Mitch."

Mitch slowly undressed me and I did the same for him. I pushed my short thin body up against his tall beefy body. His black curly body hair tickled my skin, sending goosebumps up and down my spine. I ran my hands up his arms to his shoulders and then down to his pecs.

Mitch bent his head down and gave me a slow and sensual kiss.

"Do you love me, Mitch?" I whispered.

"More than anything in the world, baby," he replied.

Mitch turned down the blankets on our bed and held out his hand to me. I took Mitch's hand and crawled into bed with him.

"Don't ever leave me, Mitch."

"Never, baby. Never."

I pulled Mitch down on top of me. I reached between our bodies and slowly stroked his engorged shaft, sliding the foreskin back and forth across the head.

"Mine," I whispered with a seductive smile.

Mitch growled and attacked my mouth with his. He moved down to my neck and sucked hard at the spot he knew would drive me absolutely crazy. I whimpered and ran my hand through the back of his thick head of hair while my other hand stroked his broad back. He moved between my legs, and I spread them wide enough to give him room.

"I love you so much," I whispered. "You're my big bear. Make love with me, Mitch."

"I'm gonna make you feel so fucking good, baby..."

Mitch grabbed the lube and slicked up his fingers. He gently circled the puckered flesh before pushing a single finger into me, twisting and pushing in and out, rubbing on my prostate.

I gasped in ecstasy. "Mitch."

He soon had two, then three fingers in me.

"Need you, Mitch. Need you now."

Mitch coated his throbbing shaft with a generous amount of lube. He lined up the head and gave a firm push. I moaned as it breached my tight muscle.

Mitch groaned loudly. "So tight..."

Inch by inch he sank into my tunnel until he could go no further. He held still until his breathing calmed. I pushed back against him to let him know I wanted him to move. Mitch leaned down and kissed me, our tongues teasing and chasing each other. Mitch began moving, thrusting slowly with long strokes.

"Harder," I whispered.

Mitch grunted and lifted up onto his arms and began moving faster, pushing harder into me. I whimpered with need and ran my hands down his back to his butt. I used my hands and my ankles trying to push his hips harder into me. Mitch took the hint and began pounding my ass hard. His hips moved fast, slapping against me loudly.

I laid under my partner, my body shuddering as he assaulted my prostate over and over with each stroke of his cock. My head thrashed back and forth as I moved closer and closer to climax.

Mitch grunted and groaned loudly. "Gonna make you come, baby."

"Oh god, oh god, coming now Mitch! I'm... Mitch!!"

My entire body tensed up and then convulsed as I came. My dick throbbed and pulsed, spraying my seed all over. Mitch went into overdrive and pounded my ass harder than ever.

"You're gonna get my fucking load, baby. Here it comes, Davey! Oh, fuck!"

Mitch's cock expanded inside me and he grunted with each thrust and pulse of semen that spurt into me. I could feel the warmness spreading into me. As Mitch's thrusting slowed, he lowered himself on top of me. He nuzzled my neck, kissing and sucking on the sensitive skin. I ran my hands up and down his back.

"Love you, Mitch. Love you so much."

My legs fell down to the bed as Mitch softened and slipped out of me. He kissed me over and over.

"I love you, Davey."

Mitch rolled off me and collapsed on the bed in exhaustion. I got up and went to our bathroom and cleaned myself up with a warm moist washcloth. I rinsed out the cloth with hot water and returned to the bedroom and gently cleansed Mitch's body. I gave him a shy smile and pulled his foreskin back and cleaned his penis, then pushed the skin back over the head.

I tossed the washcloth into the hamper. Mitch held the blankets open for me and I crawled in and cuddled up to him. His arms surrounded me and kissed the top of my forehead.

"Our first night together in our home," I whispered as I stroked my hand over the hair on Mitch's belly.

Mitch nuzzled and kissed the top of my head. "First of many. Did you think we'd end up like this, baby?"

"I knew that on first date that I really liked you a lot, but I never imagined this."

"Hmm. I was just hoping to get laid, or at least a blowjob."

I gasped and looked at him in shock and he started laughing loudly.

"Jerk!"

I smacked his arm and laughed with him.

Mitch tightened his arms around me. He pressed his nose and lips to the side of my head. He lowered his voice barely above a whisper. "I knew that first night that I'd be spending the rest of my life with you."

I tightened my arm around him and settled down on his fuzzy chest.

"I love you, Mitchell Saeger."

"I love you back, David Braxton."

Mitch's breathing softened and I closed my eyes as he started to snore. His body radiated warmth and I melted into him. My man. The man I loved and whom I would be spending the rest of my life with. I fell asleep with a smile on my face.