| Dublin Delights Chapter 10
'Have you ever experienced a feeling of pure happiness? A feeling of
contentment, without another thought in the world. This is how I felt when
I woke up next to Aaron.' "Ummmmmmm," I said as I fluttered my eyes open.
'I could be quite content to remain entangled in his arms and legs for the
rest of eternity. This is what happiness, no love, is made of. God, what
did I do to ever deserve this.' I could feel him stir, I knew that he was
thinking the same thing that I was.
"Good morning love," he said.
'Yep this is what love is.' "Good morning." He opened his eyes and I
stared into his forest green pools. Uncontrollably, I gave him a kiss,
instinctively his tongue slipped into my mouth. We kissed for what seems
like hours. As if to interrupt a good thing. The phone rang. Still
kissing, I groaned. Breaking off, I picked it up. "Hello"
"Good morning, the time is 7:30 A.M. This is your wake up call, Good
bye," a robotic voice said back. I hung up the phone.
"Who was it?" Aaron asked.
"A wake up call, the teaches probably made a request for all of us."
"You know, they always have a way of getting in the way, now where were
we," he said as he seductively lunged at me.
"I don't know, why don't you show me." And show me he did. Pressing his
lips into mine, we kissed. My hands roamed over his bare back, his in my
hair. Nothing could stop this fire of passion. It took hold of me, and I
wasn't fighting. I wanted it, like it wanted me. Aaron, knew it too. I
wanted him, like he wanted me. Nothing could stop this. His hips began to
buck into mine grinding our dicks into each other. My hands drifted to his
ass, and pulled him toward me, further grinding him into me. We could not
get any closer. Nothing could stop this, nothing but a knock at the door.
"Hello, are you in there?" A voice said on the opposite side.
'No, were not here, nobody is here, we don't exist to the out side
world.' I groaned. 'This is not happening.'
Aaron broke off, "Yea?"
"Come on, we are all going to eat breakfast."
"Alright, were coming," I said. Aaron started to giggle. "What?"
"Cumming," he whispered.
"Shut up," I said as I shoved him off me. He started to roll in
laughter. "Come on we have to go." I got up and helped him off the bed.
"Are you ready yet?" The voice asked.
"Hold on, by the way, who are you?" Aaron asked.
"What, you don't recognize my voice. It's Tim."
I quickly put on some clothes and went to open the door. Talking, Aaron
has barely started to get dressed. He was pulling on his pants as I opened
"HEY!!!" He yelled. In shock he tripped on his own pants and fell onto
"You know you could have waited," Tim said as he stepped in.
"I know." I have never seen somebody dress so fast. Aaron was in his
clothes in about ten seconds.
"So how was last night, after I left?" Tim asked.
"Not as good as this morning, until you showed up," I responded.
"Really." I just frowned at him. "Come on, we have to go eat
"Hey, what about you, did anything happen? I mean you went off to bed
"Yea, but nothing happened, we just talked. But it was cool."
"Alright." Aaron started to walk after Tim. I grabbed his arm and
pulled his into me. I gently ran my hand down his cheek and said, "I love
you." This brought a smile to his face. He reached his arm up and took
hold of mine. He took hold of my other hand and pulled me into a hug. "I
love you too," he whispered into my ear. My feet felt like jelly. Just
being in his arms made me fall in love with him all over again. I pulled
him into a kiss, but didn't hold it long for fear of getting caught.
We went down to the adjoining restaurant where breakfast was served to
us, same as before. Sausage, eggs, and toast. I am beginning to think
that is all they eat in this country. I will put it this way, I didn't eat
much. Apparently neither did many other people. I guess that has become
the custom around here.
After breakfast we were told to gather our belongings and pile into the
bus. This was going to be a long trip to Tralee. There we are going to
celebrate New Years. 'Yeh. This ought to be fun,' I thought. I stepped
out into the cold Irish Morning and shivered. 'This was going to be a long
and cold trip,' I thought. I climbed the stairs into the bus and sat in
seat near the back. I reached into my bag and pulled out my blanket, which
I conveniently purchased. I covered up and closed my eyes.
"Do you mind if I sit here?" I heard a most recognizable voice speak.
I knew that it was Aaron and in my playful mood I said, "Yep, this seat
is saved for somebody."
"Who? If I may ask."
"Derek." "Aww how cute," said as he sat down. "Do you mind if you
share, it is a bit cold out."
"I don't mind at all," I said as I opened up the blanket to cover him as
well. His hand instinctively slid into mine. My eyes once again became
heavy. I drifted off to sleep.
I was awoke by a large bump the driver had absolutely no intention of
slowing down for. I opened my eyes, to see that Aaron's head had fallen to
my shoulder during our rest. I looked out the window and saw that we were
getting on a ferry. And there was a large river outside too. "Wake up," I
said as softly as possible.
"Mmm, five more minutes mom, please," Aaron mumbled. I laughed to
'You know, during sleep, we are the most open, the most venerable.'
"Wake up, Aaron." His emerald green eyes fluttered open. 'I love it when
they do that,' I smiled.
"What time is it?"
"I don't know, but we're here, where ever here is." It was true, the
bus's engine has stopped.
"Welcome to the Shannon river!" Mr. O'Mally said. "This river is one
mile wide and cuts across Ireland. It will take us approximately a half
hour to cross. If you want to get out, there is an observation deck on
this ferry. If you are lazy you can stay here in the bus and sit." Thus
ended his description of the river.
We decided to get out. Well, I decided to get out. "Come on and get
some fresh air." In his groggy state, he was a pushover. Descending the
stairs I was meet by a cold whip of air. Aaron too was hit with the same
blast. I pulled him off of the bus and walked to a railing across the
ferry. He put his hands on the railing, but pulled them off immediately
and put them in his pockets. I pulled close to him, in fact shoulder to
shoulder and put my hand in his pocket as well.
"It's cold out here," he said calmly.
"What? what is it?" I could tell that something was really bothering
"Sean, I think that you have to know." Shit, this is never good. "For a
long time," He began, "My heart was like the weather out here, cold,
nothing, alone. I knew that I was since I started highschool. Like
you I kept it bottled up. It scared me." I could see a tear drop down onto
the railing soon joined by another. "Sean," the tears were falling in a
river now. Rolled off the railing and fell into the Shannon. "I tried to
kill myself. I tried to slit my wrists. I was so close. I almost ended
my exixtance." I pulled him closer and put my arm over his sholder.
"Aaron, I know what that feels like."
"No, you don't," he practically yelled.
"Yea, because I did the same thing." He looked at me. I started to shed
a tear too.
"Why didn't you."
"That would be cheating. I changed my mind, the last minute. I swore
to myslef that, although how hard it would be, I would get through it."
He smiled. "I swore the same thing. Sean, you warmed my heart. I feel
complete, I feel whole. You are a part of me now and forever."
"I love you too," I said back. I smiled back at him.
"Isn't it beautiful out here, I'm glad you got me up."
"It doesn't seem so cold now."
This was more than I could ask for. Not only do I love him, have him as
a soul mate, but now I can relate to him and he to me. There is nothing to
stand in our way now.
the observation deck)
"Look," Mrs.Kensington pointed.
"What?" Mrs. Beacher questioned.
"Sean and Aaron, down there."
"So, he has his arm around him. Big deal."
"I tell you, there is something going on."
"So, you think that we should separate them?"
"Yes. Hey, look. They are hugging now."
"Hmm," Mrs. Beacher said.
Mr. O'Mally came up behind them. "What's going on?" He asked.
"Look," Mrs. Kensington said.
"See, this is what are intent was on the trip. Bonding."
"I think there is more than bonding going on between them."
"Yea," Mrs. Beacher piped in, "We think that they should be separated."
(Slightly to the left, still on the observation deck)
'Hmm, I always thought something was up between them. Look, them
hugging in public. Gaydom is just wrong. What the hell is this world
coming to. They should all be shot.' Doug thought. 'But what if there
just friends? Further observation is required.'