Chapter 3

When Joe wheeled himself out of the bathroom, Methos was sprawled on the couch drinking a beer. Methos asked, "Do you mind if I take a shower?" 

"No, be my guest. There are clean towels on the rack in there." 

While Methos was in the shower, Joe loaded his CD player with some soft easy listening music. He rolled into the bedroom and lit some candles and incense and went back out into the other room to wait for Methos. He was really beginning to get nervous and wondered what a man like Methos could see in him. Joe was so deep in thought, he didn't hear Methos when he came out of the bathroom until he was right behind him.

He startled Joe when he spoke up, "What's wrong, are you getting cold feet?"

"No, Methos, I was just wondering what you see in me. You can have the choice of anyone. Why would you be attracted to someone that's not all there?"

Methos pulled up a chair to sit by Joe and cupped his face to give him a kiss. "You are more there then a lot of people that don't have any body part's missing. I love you for you, not what you look like. Besides, to me you are handsome and talented besides.. Of the both of us, I think I have the better deal." 

Joe kissed Methos back and replies, "I guess we both are getting a good deal then. I know you say you are just a guy, but to me you are a king among kings. I wish there was a way I could show you just how I feel." He reached over and pulled Methos to him so he could give him another kiss. When they broke apart, they were both breathing heavy.

"I think we should take this to the bedroom, unless you are going to bed and letting he have the couch," replied Methos. Joe slapped at his arm, but Methos moved out of the way smiling really big. "You are not sleeping on the couch. Besides, I think my bed is big enough for the both of us." 

With that, he lead Methos into the bedroom. Methos was surprise to see the candles spread around the room. "What's the matter Joe, are you nervous?"

"A little. It's been a long time since I've had a lover and longer since I was with a man," replied Joe..

"You were really busy this afternoon Joe. Do you have any body lotion? I want to give you a back rub to help relax you." 

"Yeah, on the bottom shelf of the cabinet in the bathroom," replied Joe. Methos came back with the lotion and a towel, Joe was still sitting in his wheelchair. 

Methos leaned down and kissed Joe. He then told Joe to lay on the bed on his stomach and he would get a back rub out of this world. "I've been a body slave in one of my past lives, let me show you what I can do."

Joe the pushed the chair up by the bed so he could swing in. He had Methos put the chair on the other side of the room for now and got comfortable on his stomach. Methos giggled, "Joe, you have to take your bathrobe and T-shirt off before I can rub your back." 

"Oh yeah, can't do it through the material very well, can you," giggled Joe.

Joe rolled over and sat up so he could take his the bathrobe and T-shirt off. Methos rubbed his hand over his chest and said, "You are more attractive than I imagined. Your chest muscles are strong enough that I would think you were immortal if my eyes were closed and couldn't feel the buzz." 

Joe ducked his head and said "Thank you. No one has every complimented me about my body before."

Methos shook his head and told Joe, "Lay down now so I can work my magic on you. You will be like putty in my hands." 

Joe laughed and said, "Now I know you're an old man. That expression hasn't been used since I was a kid."

Joe laid down and Methos rubbed his hands over Joe's back. He then poured somebody lotion in his hands to warm it up before putting it on Joe. He then started small circular motions along the spine. He poured more body lotion in his hand. When that was warmed up, he rubbed across Joe's shoulders. He decided he had enough body lotion to do the trick. First he ran the ball of his hand up and down Joe's spine. He then started at the base of Joe's spine and working up he would rub out towards Joe's sides. He worked each muscle until it was lose and relaxed. 

As Methos worked, Joe felt like he was becoming part of the bed. He had never felt so relaxed in all his life. Not only that, the way Methos was doing it, was turning Joe on. Methos finished Joe's back and told him to roll over. Joe hesitated and Methos said, "I'll put a towel over you for now if that'll make you feel better." Joe thanked Methos and rolled over. He didn't know why he was so shy. Methos then started on his front. He massaged his arms and then worked up to his chest. The way Methos was massaging his chest and rubbing across his nipples was really turning Joe on. 

"Have you ever been with another man before Joe?" asked Methos. 

"No. I couldn't believe that I fell in love with you either. I guess it's like I've heard you say before, it's not the packaging, but what's on the inside. For me, I guess life is too short to turn away because the outside isn't what I've been taught is okay," replied Joe.

"Just relax. We won't do anything you don't want to. And I won't hurt you. I'll make sure that it's as enjoyable for you as it is for me." Methos then took a towel and wiped Joe down. Methos then took his robe off and laid down beside Joe. "If you only want to sleep tonight, that's okay with me, we will go at your pace." 

While talking to Joe, he was running his fingers over the scars where he got shot when he was put on trial by the tribunal. 

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