Badger lives in Clive.
It is true, I am such a lucky guy having met Badger's brother Clive. No need to pine any more after Badger's parting, his death brought Clive to me. There is an awful lot about Clive resembling his late elder brother.
We still use Badger's old custom built allotment shed. For me there can be nowhere else, it is a special place where we can share complete privacy and I guess that is why Badger left it to me in his will and his allotment.
Clive was curious to know who the guy was - who meant so much to his brother, but was not bitter about my having the shed. In fact he said he was glad because it had brought us together in a wonderful way.
Unlike his brother he was single and had no immediate involvements until he met me, He's a writer and had devoted much of his life to his work, that is until I came along, and now that has changed. Like Badger he claims to be bisexual, that he'd been with a couple of girls but never long term.
Unlike Badger who was married but because of his wife's condition could not free his high sexual aspirations, and happily that is where I came in. Clive loved to reminisce about his late brother, how we met and how it came about we became intimately associated in the confines of his shed.
So now we meet regularly, one or twice a week and although I was despondent at first, about using the place in which Badger and I had spent so many intimacies, it occurred to me that Clive was so much like his brother, although somewhat younger. He had the same passion in his veins and I guess that first time we fucked it did seem like old times, it was a beautiful experience and I grew to love and enjoy this new guy in my life, who was so much like his brother, but with some variations in his sexual appetite which created a whole new wonderful experience.
Sometimes he was happy to fuck me sitting on his lap, he wanted to hear about those very special sexual intimacies Badger and I shared whilst he was wedged neatly and fully inside me. It was wonderfully soothing to feel the warmth of him snug and tight inside me when it was cold and damp outside, and as we talked, I felt the occasional pulse of energy moving his hardness and the throb was absolute heaven, as he gently, so gently moved. The finale would come later when he was ready, after we'd shared those secrets of mine which he said, he found wonderfully spiritual, like his brother was still there, urging him on, to show me I was still loved and appreciated - and through Clive we could continue in spirit those so wonderful times we shared.
It became part of our relationship; I sat on his lap enjoying his comfort. We even drank coffee and nibbled digestive biscuits and it felt like we were forever bonded. This was different, that during this bonding - I could tell Clive about Badger and me. It was as if the spirit of Badger wanted that, like he wanted Clive to reap the benefits of that which I could give, so that when we fucked it was with the sheer passion and depth I had with Badger, much of which I have written about in the past involving Badger and I.
And now, leading up to the eminence of our fuck, Clive said it was time, took his keen erection out of me, making me feel something was missing, like it was something that needed quickly to gratified, but not before I enjoyed the most beautiful sustained oral gratification, that something which I always abundantly enjoyed with Badger and was equally enjoying with Clive.
I can't fully explain just how it is, but sucking Clive to the full sent me into a frenzy, his taste so earthy and salty, it was the taste and scent of cock I'd missed so much, and now I aimed to make up for loss time in giving Clive my very best.
"Hey! Just a minute, Alex. Let me sit on the edge of Badgers old chair so you can suck me off just like you did him. Just pretend I am Badger and do all those things you told me about.
