"Love you too Trevor very much."
He held me so tight to his body, he and I kissed and his grip slowly loosened, it was time, I had to go, I pulled away, I did not want to look at him, I knew I would cry if I did, I was at the door ready to walk out he came up and kissed me, hugged me, told me he loves me, I told him the same and he told me I had to go.
I walked out in tears, got in my car and drove off, I was about ten miles from the Motel when I saw all of them. Had to be twenty or so bikers headed towards Trevor, I focused and drove on, I had the radio on to calm my mind, it really was not working. I drove till eleven and found another Motel to spend the night in. The bed so empty, I wished Trevor was here with me but that would not happen ever again, I had one more day then I would be home, that empty house, I called it home but it really never was.
I went to the office and filed the proper paperwork, got in my car and went home, a few people at the office asked if someone had died, I commented sort of and walked out. I got laundry in the machine, went thru bills and found something for dinner, mac and cheese it would be, I was not very hungry for some reason.
I watched some tv and never really got into the show, something about them being on a island, who cares. I went to bed and tried to sleep, I woke many times, I could feel his breath on me, his body holding me down, his huge cock deep inside of me, yeah it was all a dream. I woke early and got up, cleaned up and got ready for the day, so much better to shower with Trevor than by myself.
I did some shopping and decided on a BBQ tonight, steak and all the extras, I got it all in and marinated the steaks, prepped the potatoes and did up some veggies to go along with it. I even bought a dessert. I was busy cleaning the BBQ when the doorbell rang, must be my nosey neighbor who came by to make sure it was me at home, like my car in the drive was not a dead giveaway.
It was him alright, making sure it was me, we chatted for a bit he seemed to want to come in but I was not interested in company right now. He asked how my trip was the usual questions, I made an excuse to get away from him, he could see I was not into the conversation.
The two days went by quickly, I was back on the road headed in another direction, the trip uneventful like usual, I got all I needed to get done then headed to the office then back home. Months went by and Trevor was on my mind all the time, I dreamed of him every single night, I woke calling his name.
Every time a motorcycle would drive by I would look to see if it was him, but it never was, he was living his life I was getting thru mine. To say the dreams ever stopped they did not, to say I ever stopped looking for him I did not. I decided I needed a vacation, or should I say stay-cation, I wanted to do some work on the house and I needed time off of the road for a bit.
I would paint the living room and hallway, I got it all prepped and was up to my ears in paint, to say I am a professional painter is one of the biggest fibs ever told. Even in my daily thoughts he was on my mind, a look he had given me, his gentle touch, a kiss, so soft and gentle. Him laying on me, his scent, and that hairy body of his.
I was halfway done when the doorbell rang, it was Steve from next door, told me of someone parked outside on the street last night watching one of our houses. This was Steve, the nosey neighbor who had to know everything that went on in our neighborhood, we could not have company over he was at the door to check if they were there to kill us or just visiting.
I told him I was knee deep in paint and did not have time to chat, I had on a pair of very tight very revealing shorts, bet he could see my pubes in these, maybe it would keep him at bay. I shut the door on him and got back into the painting, he came back later to see that progress, I showed him what I had done, pretty sure he did not like the color but it was my house not his.
I got in the shower and got all the paint off of me, dried off and checked out what I had done, It looked amazing. I got dinner made and put the leftovers away, it was getting darker earlier and earlier, fall on its way it seems. I sat and was about to turn on the tv when the bell rang once again, it was Steve once again telling me he saw this car once again in the street to make sure I keep my door locked tonight. I thanked him and told him I was off to bed, he commented it was only seven, I told him I was tired and shut the door in his face.
About an hour later the door again, how many times would he come to my door, he was about to be told off now. I unlocked the deadbolt and turned the knob, took in a deep breath as I was about to tell him enough was enough already. I stood there in shock, the air pushed out of my lungs, but I had no words.
"Hello Billy."
