A LIFE TORN
Chapter 3: A New Love, An Old Fear
It had been a quiet week and he'd just enjoyed a pleasant hour with Forry at their favorite restaurant. By mutual consent, they had gone to his apartment and were now on the roof enjoying the warm night air. It seemed only natural to kiss under the stars. It was a wonderful feeling being held like this, he never wanted it to end.
Above them, on patrol, the SWAT Kats passed nearby. "We're near Feral's apartment building, T-Bone." Razor said casually.
"Do you want a quick look to see how he is?" T-Bone asked as he halted the jet in VTOL mode.
"Well it's been a while. He has seemed much better, what little we've seen of him. It couldn't hurt to make sure." Razor said as he aimed his viewing device toward the appropriate target. "Well, well! He's doing better than we could have ever hoped." Razor smirked.
"What are you seeing?" T-Bone asked burning with curiosity.
"Turn your screen on." Razor snorted to his partner as he continued to watch his own screen.
"Well whatta you know! I wonder who he is? He's a rather handsome looking tom." T-Bone said admiringly.
"Yeah. Well, whoever he is it's obvious Feral likes him a lot." Razor said pleased things had finally worked out for the Commander. "I can't believe I'm saying this but I'm really happy for the big lug."
"Yeah me too. He deserves a little happiness finally. Let's leave the two lovebirds alone. We've still another hour of patrol to go." T-Bone said easily as he switched the jet to forward motion and headed further into the city skyline.
On the roof, unaware of their departing watchers, the two broke the kiss. "I think a bed is in order rather than a hard roof surface." Forry said huskily hoping he wasn't rushing things.
"Hmm, sounds like a good idea." Feral said more than a little excited himself. Looked like tonight would be the night they crossed the last barrier in their budding relationship and he was a little nervous. He would let Forry lead the way since he was more experienced.
They moved arm in arm toward the stair door and down to his apartment. They met no one on the way, happily. Feral unlocked his door and guided his guest in, turned and relocked the door. They kissed again more deeply with paws caressing as they moved slowly toward Feral's bedroom. Once there they began a mutual striptease and were soon falling to the bed wrapped together.
Rolling, rubbing, kissing, and caressing made Feral hot and tingly. Sensations he'd never experienced before and was enjoying immensely. The stimulation was too much for him though and he came suddenly with a startled cry. He lay under Forry panting in surprised wonder. He felt a hardness near his leg and realized his lover hadn't come.
He felt embarrassed and ashamed. "I'm sorry..." He began.
"Ssh, It's alright. I'm sure its been a long time for you." Forry soothed him gently.
"But, you haven't come yet?" Ulysses protested humiliated.
"It's alright. Let me prove it to you!" Forry insisted and pressed a passionate kiss on his lover halting anymore protests. In minutes his lover had him hot and ready again. Forry moved their bodies into alignment and began a rocking motion that rubbed their cocks together in a mutually pleasurable rhythm. He clung tightly to Forry as the friction increased sending hot sparks of lightning through Ulysses' body. He gasped, "Oh, God, Forry!" Then he was coming again immediately accompanied by Forry's cry of ..."Ulysses!" and the spill of his hot seed between them.
They lay still, panting for some minutes before Ulysses spoke with wonder in his voice. "That was fantastic, Forry."
"You're welcome, Ulysses and I thought so too." Forry smiled and licked his new lover's face tenderly.
Staring up at the first lover he'd ever had he realized just how fortunate he was. "Forry, you are the first kat I've ever been with." He admitted quietly.
Blinking at Uly in surprise, he studied the brown tom a moment. Instead of saying something possibly hurtful like 'you gotta be kidding,' Forry said warmly, "I'm honored to be your first, Ulysses. I care a great deal for you. I'll be happy to teach you all the ways two toms can make love." He promised with a smile.
Ulysses grinned back at him in relief. His heart overjoyed at having found such an understanding lover. They spent the rest of the night exploring each other. Forry felt intercourse could wait a while. There was no hurry and it would give Ulysses time to get used to being intimate. He didn't know why Uly hadn't been sexually active but hoped he would learn the reason with time and patience.
Over the next few weeks they settled into a familiar pattern of intimacy, taking turns at each other's apartments. But too soon, their relationship was about to be tested when Feral had a brutal day at work that would spill over into their time together.
The Metallikats had caused serious havoc when they attempted to rob the treasury train on its way to the mint. The SWAT Kats had halted the Metallikats's rampage before too much damage was done but the train would be out of commission for a few days necessitating the money being transferred by armored vehicles. While they were straightening out the mess and setting up the transfer of the money a grisly find was uncovered in the tunnel.
The brutally beaten body of a young male had been stuffed into a cardboard box. The coroner's preliminary opinion was the body appeared to have been raped as well. An autopsy would be needed to determine that for certain and reason for death.
Feral went pale, his stomach clenched as he had a brief flash of his own trauma . Badly shaken, he stumbled away from the scene. Felina had seen him and quickly moved to his side.
"Uncle, are you alright?" She asked anxiously.
Heaving for breath and control, he shivered. "I have to be!" He said tightly using his iron will to get control of his emotions and firmly shoved aside the images haunting him. He couldn't allow them to interfere with his job.
"Uncle it's alright. I can take this. You would have me handle it anyway. Why don't you take care of the money transfer?" Felina urged him careful to not let anyone over hear their conversation.
"I...you're right, Felina, thank you. Find whoever did that!" He growled turning away from the horrible scene for the line of armored trucks just arriving.
Felina sighed and returned to scene of the brutal slaying. She watched as forensics collected their evidence and then the body was allowed to be taken away. 'What a waste. Who could have done such a terrible thing and will whoever did it make a repeat performance.' She shuddered. Felina sincerely hoped this had been a one time crime of passion. She didn't want to contemplate a serial rapist on the loose.
It was a few hours later by the time Commander Feral was able to return to his office. Closing his door firmly behind him, he hung his coat and made for the bathroom in a hurry. Throwing up for several minutes left him shaking. He went to the sink to rinse his mouth and wash his face. He looked at his image ruefully. He recalled a similar image only a few months ago when Ms. Briggs had described his suicide attempt. Collecting himself, he returned to his desk and firmly put aside the memory of that young kat.
He asked his secretary to get him some tea and settled down to work. He was very grateful he would be with Forry tonight. It seemed the tabby kept the nightmares away. He hoped that would be true tonight.
That evening they shared a carry out meal and quiet conversation. Forry had heard about the event in the subway on the news but wisely didn't bring it up. They retired early and made gentle love for a couple of hours before succumbing to sleep. Just after midnight, Feral's sleep was invaded by the cruel laughs of the punks that had raped him. He moaned and writhed in protest which quickly changed to heart wrenching screams of terror and pain.
Forry jerked awake in shock to the awful sounds of a kitten in pain. Feral was thrashing wildly and his screams were that of a young kat rather than an adult male in his prime. His heart in his throat, Forry desperately tried to calm his lover. He held him against his chest and rocked him while murmuring nonsense words of comfort. It took over ten minutes before the worst was over and he held a limp and sobbing tom. Forry continued to caress the shuddering body in his arms until the exhausted dark tom collapsed into a deep sleep once more.
Tenderly laying his burden down on its pillow, he got up and went to the bathroom to cry and shake in reaction. Clinging to the sink he finally was able to calm himself. 'My God! It was obvious that something truly horrible had happened to his lover when he was very young. It sounded like torture of some kind.' Today's events must have caused a flashback he thought shakily. It would explain the PTSD Uly had told him he had. Sighing tirededly, he washed his face and took a warm cloth back to his lover. Gently he washed the sleeping face, laid the cloth on the night stand and wrapped himself around Uly to offer what comfort he could.
Near dawn, Feral moaned softly and shifted. Forry woke immediately and listened. It didn't sound like Uly was having another nightmare. He decided Uly needed something else to occupy his mind and erase the nights terror. He began laying warm kisses and licking the big tom's neck and shoulders. His paws caressed the broad chest pinching and rolling the nipples between his fingers until they drew up in taut peaks. Uly moaned but this time it was a pleasurable nosie rather than pain. Encouraged, Forry continued his erotic touches. He stroked the hard muscles of his lover's lower abdomen as he reached the object of his mornings exploration. Grasping Uly's cock firmly in his paw he began a slow up and down stroke. The dark tom woke and groaned moving his hips to encourage his lover to greater efforts. But Forry had plans that didn't include getting Uly off so quickly.
When Forry suddenly stopped touching him, Ulysses rolled over to stare at his lover in confusion. Forry smiled "I have something else in mind this morning, my love. I want you to do something for me that you'll enjoy." Getting up on his paws and knees, he instructed his novice lover in the art of rimming and preparing his lover. He'd done some preliminary things with Uly over the past few weeks so it wasn't completely unfamiliar. Smiling wickedly, Ulysses proceeded to follow his lover's instructions to the letter. He was soon rewarded with Forry's moans of pleasure and need.
Panting and hot, Forry quickly had Uly lay down on his back. Uly's erection was jutting proudly from its nest of dark fur weeping with serum. Smiling down at his lover, Forry straddled Uly's hips and slowly and carefully slid the hard cock into his hot channel. Both of them groaning at the wonderful feeling of joining. It was slow going due to Uly's large size but soon he'd taken the whole hard spear within himself. After sitting still a few minutes to get used to the huge cock stretching him to his limit, he began a slow rocking movement. Leaning forward, he traded hot, passionate kisses with Uly.
'Oh God! This was soo good!' He never dreamed intercourse could be this wonderful. He could feel his barbs rubbing Forry's hot channel. The squeezing pressure and friction was driving him out of his mind. Shockwaves of tingling pleasure shot from his feet to his head. Panting he thrust up against Forry's downward movement.
Pressure boiled up from his balls and he couldn't hold back anymore as he came screaming. Forry cried out as he felt Uly swell even bigger before the hot wave filled his cavity. He clenched the hard shaft and Uly moaned even louder as Forry's ass spasmed around him. Forry collapsed onto his lover's chest and moments later moaned as Uly's cock slid out. They lay there heaving for air and glorying in the fantastic afterglow of truly great sex.
"You were great. I never realized how good this could feel." Ulysses sighed nuzzling his lover's face.
"You're very welcome. I thought this might help over come the bad night you had." Forry said warmly returning the face caress. He felt Uly suddenly go still beneath him. He raised his head and stared into troubled golden eyes.
"I had a nightmare didn't I?" He asked tightly. "I don't remember much about it now."
"Yes you did, my love. Do you want to tell me about it?" Forry asked tentatively.
"No, can't remember much anyway. I think I'd better get a shower and get ready for work." Uly said quietly gently rolling his lover off him. Forry sighed sadly. "I'm sorry your sleep was disturbed" Ulysses said distractedly as he climbed out of bed and headed for the bathroom.
Forry followed him slowly. "It's alright Uly. I was glad to be able to comfort you. When you're ready you need to tell someone. Get it all out or it will continue to haunt you." He said gently.
"I know. That's what my therapist tells me as well. I just didn't want you troubled by my problems." Ulysses wouldn't look at his lover as he started the shower.
Forry walked up to him and wrapped his arms around Uly's waist. "That's what lovers do for each other. We help one another. Listen, offer a shoulder, just be there if that's what's needed. It's not a chore. I love you!" He said seriously.
Ulysses shivered. He'd never had anyone care this much for him or love him as Forry so clearly did. It was a lot to get used to. "Thank you. I appreciate that but it's something I have to do on my own." He said quietly.
Sighing again, Forry released him so Uly could get into the shower. Normally he would share it with him but this morning he sensed his lover needed to be alone. He padded off to the kitchen to start the coffee for them both. Uly hadn't been able to say he loved Forry in words yet but he showed it in other ways. Forry accepted that emotions were hard for Uly to display. This was the first serious test of their relationship and Forry felt he had passed. He knew he'd found his mate for life and would not lose him over something in Uly's past. They would get through this and all the other challenges it took to be together.
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