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Note: This is the fourth in a series of 5 stories based on songs
by the Everly Brothers. I think you should read parts I, II, &
III, to make any real sense of the story. But it's up to you.
Yes, this is songfic

The EB series #4:
Walk right back
by Stacy Stronach



Wednesday (4 days later)

Jim sighed as he threw his keys in the basket and hung his jacket
up on the hook. It had been 4 days, and no word yet from Blair,
not a call; not a visit, Blair hadn't even been to the loft while
Jim was at work. *I promised him I'd give him a few days, but how
long should I wait? I don't want to rush him, yet he can be so
scared sometimes when it comes to his feelings, that he might be
afraid to tell me what he's decided.* Jim thought as he reached
to turn on the radio.

He listened with half his attention to the songs playing on the
oldies station, and then one came on that caught his full
attention. When the song was over, he grinned delightedly. That
was it! He'd thought of a way to approach Blair without scaring
the bejesus out of the young man. Quickly, he grabbed his phone
book, and looked up the number he wanted, and made the call,
placing his order. He knew Blair didn't have classes Wednesday
afternoons, so this should be just perfect and he hoped that
Blair would appreciate it.



2:30 Wednesday afternoon

Blair almost jumped out of his skin when he heard the knock on
the door, he'd been so engrossed in the paper he was reading.
Getting up, he walked over to the door and opened it, coming face
to face with a young man in dress slacks and light sweater, with
a guitar. "Yes, can I help you?" Blair asked, confused.

"Professor Blair Sandburg?" he asked.

"Yes."

"My name is John, and I'm from Singing Messages Service, and I'm
here to sing you a message," the young man replied, coming in and
closing the door behind him. He then started playing a song, and
when Blair recognized the tune he almost laughed. It was the
Everly Brothers. Again. What had he done in past life to deserve
this? But he listened anyway, as the messenger started singing
the words:


I want you to tell me why you walked out on me
I'm so lonesome every day
I want you to know that since you walked out on me
Nothing seems to be the same old way

Think about the love that burns within my heart for you
The good times we had before you went away from me

Walk right back to me this minute
Bring your love to me don't send it
I'm so lonesome every day

I want you to tell me why you walked out on me
I'm so lonesome every day
I want you to know that since you walked out on me
Nothing seems to be the same old way

Think about the love that burns within my heart for you
The good times we had before you went away from me

Walk right back to me this minute
Bring your love to me don't send it
I'm so lonesome every day
I'm so lonesome every day



"Who sent this?" Blair asked when John was finished, although he
was 99 and 44/100 percent sure of who it was.

"A Mr. Jim Ellison, and he asked that I give you this message,"
John replied, handing Blair a sheet of paper.

Digging a couple of dollars out of his pocket, Blair tipped the
singer and waited until he had left to open the letter. It read:


Dear Blair

Hope you liked the singing message. That song sums up how I'm
feeling right now. I love you. I want you home with me.

The loft has been so empty without you, without your energy. It's
been like a morgue around here, except without the dead bodies,
of course. And I'm getting tired of my own cooking! I dream
about you at night, Baby. I want more than dreams. I want you.
Here. In my bed, in my arms. I really am lonely.

I know I promised you a few days, well it's been a few, and while
I don't want to rush you....If you need more time, call and leave
a message. Otherwise, I'll be over there at 4 o'clock to get you.
If you don't come home first.

Remember, Darlin' I love you.

with all my heart
Jim


Blair smiled as he folded the note and put it in his wallet. He
had made his decision, he was willing to try what Jim wanted.
Commitment. A lifetime commitment, because as much as he tried,
Blair couldn't see his life without Jim in it. And having Jim in
it as his lover, well....that was perfection. Blair was going to
wait for Jim to come and get him, but then he had a better
idea...



4:00 Wednesday afternoon
Jim stared dumbly at the note taped to Blair's door, it was
addressed to him.


Jim, I didn't get away til almost quarter to, hopefully, we'll
pass each other on our way. But if you're reading this obviously
we didn't. So, I'm probably at the loft by now. Please hurry
home. I missed you too.
with love
Blair


Smiling and shaking his head, Jim went to drive back to the loft.
He'd been so intent on seeing Blair, that he probably wouldn't
have noticed the Corvair unless he'd run right into it.

Blair had left the university early and sat in his car, near the
loft, waiting to for Jim to leave. Finally, Jim had exited the
building and left to go get Blair. Blair quickly parked the car,
then ran up to the loft, figuring he had about 40 minutes to get
things ready. First, he put the blue silk sheets he had bought
onto Jim's bed, then arranged the pillows. Next he placed and lit
a whole bunch of candles around the bedroom, and he also lit some
of Jim's favourite incense. Looking at his watch he had about 25
minutes left, so he raced down to take a shower, and wash his
hair with his favourite herbal shampoo. He wanted to look and
smell nice for his man, for his lover. Blair shivered at how
delicious that sounded, "lover". When Blair got out of the
shower, he put on a blue silk robe, one that was almost identical
in colour to his eyes, and looking at the time figured he had
about 10 minutes to wait, so he went and stood near the window,
to watch for Jim's truck. After about 5 minutes he saw Jim's
truck coming down the street, so he quietly made his way up to
Jim's bed and lay down, waiting.

Jim walked into the apartment, reaching to turn on the light
switch when he noticed the glow of candlelight coming from his
room. "Blair?" he questioned quietly.

"I'm waiting for you up here, lover," Blair said in a husky
whisper that sent chills down Jim's spine. Jim took off his
jacket and threw it towards the hooks on the wall. It missed. He
also kicked off his shoes, then quickly made his way upstairs,
and stopped dead in his tracks at the top of the stairs. Blair
was like some vision--there were midnight blue sheets on the bed,
and Blair reclined against the pillows wearing nothing but a blue
robe the colour of his eyes, which he had arranged so that it
covered his genitals, just barely, but it did nothing to hide the
erection he had. *Oh, gods, he's so beautiful. I love him so
much, I want him so much* Jim thought, as he felt desire starting
to course thru his veins. Blair held out his hand, beckoning his
lover to him, and as Jim moved toward the bed, he took off his
shirt, and climbed out of his pants and boxers.

"Oh, Jim, you're so beautiful. I love you," whispered Blair, as
Jim laid on the bed beside him

"I love you to, Baby. I'm so glad--" Jim was cut off mid sentence
by a finger over his lips, which he took into his mouth, sucking
on it. Blair removed his finger from Jim's mouth, pushing the
older man over so he was laying on his back, and then he
straddled Jim's hips. Jim sighed, feeling the silk robe caress
his skin, and he reached up to run his hands over Blair's chest,
up his shoulders, pushing the robe off of his Guide and throwing
it on the floor, he wanted nothing between the two of them.
Taking Jim's hands in his own, intertwining their fingers, Blair
pushed the other man's hands over his head, holding them there as
Blair leaned forward to plant a chaste kiss on Jim's lips. His
movement forward caused their erections to rub against each
other, making Jim moan deep in his throat. Blair's tongue snaked
out to lick at the other man's lips, before pressing his lips
hard against Jim's and prying his mouth open, wanting to taste
his lover.

Jim lay there, almost overwhelmed by the sensations he was
experiencing: the sensuous feel of the silk sheets underneath
him, the feel of his skin against Blair's, the smell of the other
man, the touch of tongue first to his lips, then in his mouth,
and finally, tasting inside that mouth, the feel of Blair's
velvety tongue against his; the whispering touch of Blair's silky
hair against his face, like a breeze. He didn't know how long he
could last.

As Blair started kissing his way down Jim's neck, he released
Jim's hands and ran his hands down Jim's arms, slowly, until they
rested on the sides of Jim's chest. Lowering his head, Blair took
one of Jim's nipples into his mouth, flicking his tongue across
it, and grazing it with his teeth as he released it. Jim moaned,
it felt so good, so right to be here with Blair like this. As
the younger man started to kiss a trail down Jim's abdomen, Jim
reached down and stopped him, pulling him up for a kiss, and
saying, "I want you inside me, Blair."

"What, Jim?" Blair asked.

"I want you to fuck me, to come inside me. What part don't you
understand, Chief?" Jim asked looking into Blair's blue eyes.

"Oh, I think I've got it now," Blair replied, and he reached over
to the nightstand to get the container of lube he'd placed there
earlier. "Roll over on your side, Love," Blair whispered.

Shaking his head, Jim said, "No, I want to see you when we come,
Baby."

Blair smiled, "So, you've done this before?"

Jim nodded, "Have you?"

Blair nodded as he bent to kiss Jim again. Breaking the kiss, he
opened the jar of lube and put some on his fingers, as Jim pulled
his legs up. Searching, Blair found Jim's opening and inserted
his finger, enjoying the reaction it caused in Jim. After a few
thrusts of one finger, Blair added a second one, and could feel
Jim stretching, getting ready for him. Jim moaned as he felt
Blair add a third finger, and started thrusting against the other
man's hand, whimpering when Blair took his fingers away. Blair
rubbed some lube onto his cock and slowly pushed his way into his
partner. "Fuck me, babe, please fuck me," Jim said as he pushed
himself down on Blair's cock, loving the feeling of being filled,
especially by this man.

Blair moaned as he was fully enveloped by Jim, it was so hot and
tight, the best he'd ever felt. Jim pulled Blair down for a
hard, open mouthed kiss, with their tongues imitating the thrusts
of that other part of their bodies. Reaching between them, Blair
started stroking Jim's cock, in counter rhythm to his thrusts
into the older man.

Jim knew he was close to coming, he could feel the pressure
building, "Ohhh, Blair, I'm, I'm.." and with that Jim came, his
cum spurting all over his and Blair's stomachs.

Blair gave one final hard thrust, as Jim's opening clenched
tight, making him come, "Oh gods, yes, yes..."

Both men groaned at the loss of contact, as Blair withdrew his
softening cock from Jim's body, and collapsed on top of his
lover. Jim put his arms around his lover, kissing the top of his
head, "Oh, Baby, that was _the_ most intense experience I think
I've ever had. I love you."

"I know, man, it was great. And I love you. I'm sorry that I put
you through what I did, but I really did need to sort things
out," Blair said, holding onto to Jim for dear life.

"What did you find out, Blair?" Jim asked.

Pulling himself up so he could look Jim in the eyes, Blair
replied, "I found out that I trust you not only with my life, but
with my heart and soul as well. That as long as you are the one
I'm with, I know I can handle the commitment thing. And that I
don't think I could stand to lose you, ever. I love you more
than anything, anyone else in the world, Jim. I'm yours for as
long as you'll have me."

Jim's eyes had started to get watery, and he wiped the tears
away. "Gods, Chief, I love you so much, I'm so glad you came home
to me. I don't think I could stand to lose you, either," said Jim
as he pulled his lover to him for a kiss. "There is one thing you
could do for me, if you wouldn't mind, that is."

"What do you want, Jim?"

"Could you possibly make me some supper. I'm starved, and well,
we both know you cook so much better than I do," Jim said,
smiling.

"Flattery will get you every where, Big Guy."


tbc...