A Touch of Heaven
This story is based on the life of one George Carr. (Name changed -- obviously) Please treat it with the respect a true story deserves. See the introduction to chapter 1 for the details.
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Rick.
A Touch of Heaven
Chapter 13
Even though I had slowed down for the last little bit of my journey, when I arrived at Scott's house I was hot and sweaty again as well as being out of breath and so was puffing and panting when he tried to kiss me in greeting as I pushed my bike up the drive way of his house.
"Won't your parents ask some questions if they see us kissing?" I asked with some concern.
"They're not here. They have gone to my gran's house for the day and so we have the house to ourselves for the whole afternoon." Scott replied.
"So what do you have in mind for us to do?" I asked cautiously.
"Well I had thought a bit of some of what we did yesterday." Scott answered.
"Thank fuck for that. When you said you had something to talk with me about I thought that maybe you had not really liked what we did and wanted to stop it all, and maybe not even see me again." I babbled out.
"Oh, you're such a twit." Scott chortled. "I really enjoyed what we did and there is no chance that I want to stop doing it."
"Well let's get on with it then, we don't want to waste any more time do we?" I responded.
"I think we should go inside first because if the neighbours were to see us we would be outed to the whole community. By the way, how is your bum feeling today?" Scott warned.
"Not bad at all. It was a bit tender when I went for a shit this morning, but now all I want is your cock inside me." I responded.
I propped my bike against the back wall of their house and we went in through the kitchen and straight to his room. In no time at all we had our kit off and were standing face to face, totally naked and totally hard. Our cocks smashed into each other as we pulled together in an embrace and a snog with our tongues duelling for possession of our partner's mouth. It felt so good to have his skin sliding and rubbing against mine from my chest to my knees; our cocks sandwiched between our stomachs lying side by side and pointing upwards in rock hard obelisks, leaking pre-cum in anticipation of the joy to come. I could feel my erect nipples being tickled as they rubbed against Scott's chest and could feel his nipples massaging my chest as they were as hard as mine. My hands slid down his back; fingertips acutely aware of every bump and roll of his ribs and muscles, until they meet the mounds of his bubble butt. Such smooth mounds just begging to be caressed and squeezed; who was I to refuse? I wrapped a palm over each cheek and squeezed gently as I pulled his hips into mine squashing our cocks between us hard enough for our balls to touch as they swung in their pouches. And I could not resist it any longer so I stretched that little bit more and got the fingers of one hand into his crease, slowly tracing the line of the valley bottom until I hit the glory hole. As my digit brushed against it, Scott gave an involuntary shudder and groaned in reply to the sensation that coursed through his body as his nerve ends picked up on the hint of more to come. I pressed my finger a little harder against the pucker and gained a little bit of entry, but without any lube and standing with his legs fairly close together, there was not sufficient give to go any deeper and I did not want to force it and risk hurting my beloved, so I contented myself with just rolling my finger tip around in that area boosting his desire for sex.
Of course while all this was going on under my hands, Scott was not sitting idle by any means and his hands had been roaming as much as mine building my desires and when his finger began to play with my love chute entrance I knew we had to do something quickly. Breaking the longest snog we had shared to date, I told Scott that I needed him inside me very quickly. We split apart a little and Scott began to edge me towards the bed.
"I want you to come in me from the front this time, please." I asked. "I want to be able to see you when you enter and when you cum."
"Well lie down there and lift your legs to give me access then." Scott both demanded and acquiesced to my request.
"Have you got the lube?" I enquired.
Scott nodded his head and charged off out of the room. I guess to the bathroom returning just seconds later with the jar of Vaseline. That put a reminder into my head to always put the baby oil into my pack when going to see Scott.
I was lying on my back and as Scott entered the room again, locking the door just to be on the safe side, I spread my legs and pulled my knees back towards my shoulders as much as I could, rolling my bum up into the air to provide Scott with the best access. Scott wasted no time in getting down to business and dived in with his mouth and tongue licking my crack and hole and just moments later his tongue was pressing against my rose bud seeking entrance. I guess I was still a bit loose from the day before because he seemed to have very little difficulty in getting his tongue to penetrate my hole. Soon he was tongue fucking me and I was in heaven. My rigid member was leaking pre-cum into my navel such that it was overflowing into a pool on my abs and beginning to run along the channel made by the division between my abdominal muscles. I certainly did not have a six pack but there was a little definition there as I was not carrying any excess weight at this time.
"I need you in me now!" I pleaded.
Scott slipped his tongue out of my hole and scooping up a dollop of Vaseline on his index finger he began to spread it around my hole and with painless ease slipped his finger inside me. "Does that hurt any?" he asked.
"Not at all. Just the desire to be fucked is what is hurting." I told him as his finger brushed against my prostate and forced another big drop of pre-cum out of the tip of my cock.
Sliding his finger out, he took up the jar of Vaseline and scooped some more out and this time pushed two fingers through my sphincter. Gladly there was still no pain and after only a short while, he added a third finger as effortlessly as the previous ones making sure I was properly stretched. Soon he was finger fucking me with three fingers at a rapid pace and I could feel myself building rapidly.
"Put your dick in me now!" I demanded insistently.
I watched as he lubed up his dripping cock and then used one hand to support his upper body as he positioned his knees to get his cock at the right height for my hole and then used his other hand to aim his cock into that hole. I watched his face as his expression changed from one of concentration, while his cock was getting past the first hurdle, to a look of pure ecstasy as with a grunt he bottomed out in me and his pubes pressed into my glute's. Then he pulled out slowly and just as slowly pushed back into me till he was as deep as he could go and his swinging balls bounced on my bum cheeks.
"Are you ok?" he asked after a couple of long strokes.
"Go for it." I cried in answer.
With more long strokes he teased my nerves sometimes pulling back a bit too far and popping right out of my bum, but as he moved forward again his cock slid right back in past the muscle without any problem. I was enjoying this so much that I didn't care if we never fucked again. All I wanted I had right at this moment and that was my lover's cock buried inside me and giving me a good fuck. Of course that uncaring attitude would change soon enough when I once again wanted nothing more than for Scott to fuck my brains out again.
Scott started to speed up and I encouraged him with calls of "Faster" and "harder" and "Fuck me silly." Scott stopped fucking me and leaned forward to kiss me but within moments his cock was moving once more as he needed the release as much as I needed his cock inside me. He broke the kiss and got back into a rhythm with an increasing tempo as his strokes became a little shorter and quicker. His balls were beating a tattoo against the drum skin of my bum with each inwards thrust and sometimes I am sure he must have felt a twinge of pain as they hit me so hard. The exertion had him sweating and as I loved the manly smell of my boy lover, I lifted my shoulders and head up to get my nose closer to him and found that I could lick the sweat off his chest and of course that meant that I had to concentrate on his nipples which were still very much erect. Between licks and sucks, I would egg him on calling for him to go harder and faster and give me his juices. It was great being able to make the noises we wanted without the fear of being caught.
I tipped my head back from his nipple in time to see a look of total pleasure come across his face as he made an animalistic grunt and shoved his hardest into me; stopping at his deepest point I felt his cock spasm as he shot the first bolt of cum hard into my chute. I felt the glob hit the lining inside me and then he made those uncontrolled jerks as each spasm took him over and blew another offering of jism inside me. Grunt and jerk, grunt and jerk, firing volley after volley, filling me up with his seed and his love. He kept going until he was too sensitive and had to stop. But leaving his cock inside me he collapsed forward onto my chest and began to kiss me again. I wrapped my legs around him and held him in me tightly as he came down off his orgasm. I decided as we lay there, one with each other, that I liked that position where I could watch and see the pleasure I was sharing with my lover.
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