The two new male lovers spent the rest of their Saturday cuddled up to one another on the couch as they took turns introducing each other to their favorite movies via the hotels streaming service. Both men would tease the other about their choice, but in the end they both enjoyed their relaxed, and very nude, day together.
Proton had wasted almost no time pleasing his young friend orally, and Randy was more than eager to return the favor right after. By the time the first movie was nearly over, and their lunch had settled in their stomachs, did Proton start tugging on Randy's follow up hard-on. Again, Proton ended up dropping down to his knees and enjoying the taste of his lovers shaft once again. By the time they two were back in bed and falling asleep Randy had climaxed four time, and Proton just once.
The older man played it off as he wasn't feeling very well, but was more than well enough to satisfy his friend. Randy didn't like his excuse but eventually gave in as Proton did seem to be enjoying himself even if left with his only one orgasm.
Honestly, Proton was already pushing himself. He usually only had sex with his wife once every week or two, and generally just to cease her demands for attention. When he looked at porn he could kick it up to every other day, but it left him aching after a while at that pace. His sex drive took a large dive once he hit 45 and was electrocuted touring a job site. The surge wreaked his body completely, as he was in the hospital for nearly a month after. It was the second big accident he'd been through just walking through his own companies work areas. The first took the sight, and color, from his right eye.
The Electro male's worry about his lack of performance was already in the back of his mind before the two had even started this affair, but now it was blinding him. He couldn't risk losing this new found friendship just because he couldn't "keep up". He'd talk to his doctor as soon as he got back to Chicago and demand the pills this time.
Sunday started with a light make-out session before Proton talked Randy into holding off doing more until the evening. The museum was far more eventful than either man had expected, but it was mostly due to Randy need to stop from discomfort and different people commenting on how nice it was to see a father and son on an outing together as adults. The jab at their age difference seemed to upset Proton but neither man wanted to waste their breath on strangers trying to explain their friendship that was still in a new unknown state.
Later that night Proton managed to climax in Randy, after sometime of foreplay, but at a cost. His dick and balls were far sorer than he'd ever experienced before. He tried like hell to hid his discomfort from Randy, as he didn't want to scare the young man off by his shameful inabilities. "I'll get this taken care of once we're back home." He told himself as he clenched his jaw tight while Randy touched the older man's limp dick gently in the shower. "I'll prove myself better next time." He thought while pulling his young lover in for an aggressive kiss as the warm water continued to pour over them.
Monday morning Proton had woken up far earlier than Randy, as usual, and got packed and ready to go. The pain in his groin was killing him, and he was terrified he'd snap at Randy if they spent much more time together. He'd already called his doctor and got an after-hours appointment as the two men were good friends, and often played golf together in the same group.
Randy seemed surprised Proton nudged him to wake up. The older man tried his darndest not to show his anger, as his shortcomings were far from Randy's fault. So, he just came off as cold and focused on the task at hand... which was flying back to their home city.
Randy got out of bed more than aware Proton was acting odd towards him. He tried not to think too hard on it, but by the time they were in the Electro's aircraft he noticed the other man was definitely not in a good mood. So, Randy kept his mouth shut. It was a trick he'd learned when dealing with his father's temper. He tried to calm himself with music and watching the seemingly tiny farms pass by, but the itching in his head that he'd done something wrong only got louder.
Both men had kept it together and acted as merely business associates for the full day. Proton finally stopped his overprice sports car in front of Shadow's house, where Randy rented a room. The two looked at one another reluctantly while saying goodbye, and then as soon as Randy grabbed his bag and shut the passenger side door Proton sped off. The younger man just watched his crush for a moment, before a feeling a sinking feeling fell into his gut.
"What did I do wrong?" Randy wondered as he made his way into the house to find the room he was renting. Maybe he was over reacting. They were both men after all, and the fact that he wasn't showing him any attention just was from the fact they weren't about to have sex anytime soon. That thought also caused Randy a lot of discomfort as he unpacked his bag before grabbing a bottle of brown liquid from under his bed.
He helped himself to half the bottle before tossing it aside and passing out... alone. Fitting for someone as trashy as himself he thought with a one-sided smile while the liquid poison completely overtook his system.
It had been nearly four weeks since Randy had heard from Proton. The last words from him he recalled was a gruff goodbye before jetting off in his overpriced ventage museal car. Randy had been checking his phone many times a day for the first week, and still following up the second, but by the third week Randy was more than aware that Proton didn't hold him to the same respect he held the older man. Even at nearly 27 days Randy would still glance at his phone, as Proton had instructed him to never talk to him unless he started the conversation with the key word... "cold".
The key word would have likely been humorous to Randy had it not been one that was digging into him at this moment. "He hates me!" Randy mumbled to himself while naked in his small bed. Randy wanted to look at his phone once again, as always, but had made the choice to give his landlord, Shadow, keep of it before he drank once he got back from his trip, as he'd likely destroy what little hope was left between the two.
"I want muh phone!" Randy finally demanded for the first time after walking out of his room, in only his boxers, as he stumbled into the living area where his landlord sat pleasantly.
Shadow glanced up at him, and set his wood carving down with his knife, as he looked at Randy blankly. "No." He responded as he kept his word to the addict that now rented a room from him.
"Fuck!" Randy yelled while stomping around like a three-year-old. "Give me muh shit back! Now!" Randy pressed as Shadow rolled his eyes. As this was the 4th time the male squirrel came in demanding his phone back, that he swore him sober to keep from him drunk.
"He hasn't called, or texted you." Shadow sighed more frustrated than annoyed as he felt pity for his dim-wit ex brother-in-law. "I suggest..." Shadow started slowly as Randy took a seat next to him drunkenly. "That maybe you should likely..." Shadow coughed while looking away as he knew this last bit would piss off Randy. "Move on. As he doesn't seem to want anything else to do with you."
"Fuck you!" Randy yelled, but still looked away from Shadow while sulking.
"If that's what it takes..." Shadow stated plainly before unbuttoning his pants. Still not looking at the other man as he now turned on the TV.
"What?" Randy now laughed while very drunk, but still confused.
Shadow growled before turning the TV off and looking at his roommate sitting next to him. "What will it take to get you to shut up about this?!" The tall hedgehog now ran both his hands through quills before looking at Randy again. "He's an old rich man that used you. And I tried to warn you to stay away, but you were clueless. As always"!
"I love him." Randy admitted as he took in the last of his current beer. "So much..."
"Really?!" Shadow pressed annoyed. "Love?!" He questioned again. "I need to call BS on that. You get attached for no reason at all... and this asshole." Shadow now growled. "You need to get over him! So, what will it take to shut you up?!" Shadow finally demanded feeling a little bad as Randy pulling into himself hurt. As it was a thing he'd done, even to this day, alone. After Sandy left him.
Randy looked at Shadow dumbfounded for a moment before looking down at his knees. "Kill me." The younger squirrel spoke softly.
"NO!" Shadow barked as he grabbed Randy's shirt and pulled him so they were facing each other. "I know you're annoying, but I never took you for a little bitch!"
"Ha." Randy laughed as tears started to fall down his face. "I always liked you..." Randy then pushed away and found his wits. "But I always hated ya more." Randy gave the older man a smug smile as the hedgehog slapped him lightly in the face playfully.
"I don't want to be your babysitter anymore, Randy." Shadow let out emotionless as he usually did, beside placing a hand on Randy's shoulder.
"I understand." Randy let out a deep breath as his head was already starting to spin from his drinking. "I'm sorry ta waste yer time. I'll just go back ta b-" Randy stopped as Shadow grasped his arm and pulled him back down to the couch.
"I agree." Shadow acknowledged as Randy looked at the hedgehog clueless. "I think it's time you move on."
"Huh?" Randy asked right before Shadow grabbed him by his hair, on the top of his head, and pulled in in for an aggressive kiss.
"Time to move on!" Shadow demanded as he pulled away from Randy and then threw the younger man on his stomach while taking off his pants.
