The usual disclaimers apply. This story is fictional, of course. This is my first submission. I attempted to create a full novel with a complete plot. I have over 12 chapters written so far and will post more if there is interest.
Chapter 4
"Did you mean what you said," Sean asked, finally breaking the silence. "I mean, like, a relationship."
"I wouldn't have said it had I not meant it," Max answered. "Not everyone is as narrow-minded as Ester."
"We don't need to do anything Max, I'm happy just sitting here with you." Sean said, his voice quivering a little. "I'd hate to think you are feeling pressured by being here with me."
"If I didn't want to be here I wouldn't be," Max said simply and cuddled into Sean's side.
It didn't take long for Sean's hand to start caressing the boy's stomach. First his fingers roamed in little circles around the boy's bellybutton, and then they wandered zigzagging to the waistband of Max's pants. Max could feel the passion emanate from Sean and the man's fingers were doing wonderful things to him. It had been some time since he felt this sort of passion and Max realized just how much he missed the soft touch of another person.
Max wanted his pants off and cursed the fact they were still on. He whispered in Sean's ear, "I'll be right back," and left to the bedroom. Sean was left on the couch worried he overstepped the boundary between them. The fire inside him burned for Max but he didn't want to scare the kid or push him away. He silently chastised himself.
When Max walked back into the room he was only wearing underwear. Sean smiled broadly as he saw the boy walk into the room. The boy's briefs were tented out beautifully and he was simply stunning. All the doubt Sean felt was erased when he saw the boy again. The boy was breathtaking. He wanted to burn the image into his mind.
Max took up his spot beside Sean again and this time he spread his legs wider to allow a little room. Sean's hand found the boys stomach quickly and Max had his hand on Sean's thigh soon after. The man's roaming fingers at first touched the elastic waistband of the boy's briefs; Max kept his knees apart and his hand roaming the inner thigh of the man next to him.
After five minutes of being teased Max used his free hand to push Sean's under his briefs. The man found a perfect iron-hard penis that his hand began to memorize. The boy let out a soft moan as Sean's hand gently pulled down the boy's foreskin. He used his thumb to rub the exposed head and his hand to encompass the rest. The boy's testicles were small but sensitive as Sean's fingers caressed the little sack. The man moved his hand up and down on the nearly 4 inch erection.
As his mind pondered whether the boy could produce a shot he was suddenly overwhelmed as Max slid his hand under what clothing Sean had on to grasp the straining organ. It had been so long since anyone had touched Sean in that way, the boy's cool hand rubbed and squeezed his 6 inches. Years of pent up passion, lust, and desire flowed out of Sean. His own hand was slowly stroking the boy's organ.
Suddenly the boy stopped and pulled his hand out from under Sean's cloths. It was so sudden that Sean wondered if he was just dreaming as he opened his eyes. He hadn't even realized he had closed his eyes. The boy was looking up at him with eyes so deep Sean might have gotten lost. "Shall we get more comfortable?" Max asked simply almost whispering.
"Are you sure? We... we don't have to... do anything," Sean stammered.
"Oh I'm sure," Max smiled and stood up. He examined his right hand which was glistening with Sean's fluid. He offered Sean his left hand and the pair walked to the bedroom. As they walked Max's words to Ester rang in his ears. "What if I want a relationship with him?"
Before Max crawled onto the bed he quickly shed his briefs and Sean quickly stripped.
"Do you shave?" Max asked, pointing at his bare pubic area.
Sean blushed, "Yeah, I hated it so I keep it shaved." Now there was nothing between them. Max was on his back as Sean crawled above him. He was just leaning down to kiss the boy when Max put a finger on his lips.
"Just a word of warning," Max whispered, "I squirt, well, a lot." Sean smiled and looked down at the boy's package, it was mercifully hairless.
"Good," Sean said, "I'd hate to not get the creamy filling." The pair smiled at each other. Sean's words allayed Max's fears and self-consciousness.
The man leaned down and kissed the boy's forehead, cheeks, and nose. Frustrated, Max gently grabbed the man's face and kissed him properly. Sean settled down on one side, his organ rubbing the boy's leg while his hand found the miniature erection again. Sean forgot he was kissing an eleven year old; he'd never kissed someone so perfectly able to kiss back. He never kissed the boy from his past but spent years wondering what it would have been like. Kissing Max was far better than anything he could have wished for.
It didn't take long for Max to find and grasp the man's organ again. The boy's cool hand worked the adult penis using its own fluid for lubrication. The pair spent the next five minutes moaning and kissing. Finally Sean broke the kiss and began to work his way down the boy's body. The flawless pale skin seemed to quiver at the man's every touch.
Finally the man reached the Promised Land. His hands spent their time caressing up and down the boys legs and body as his tongue left no skin untouched. From the pubic mound to the boy's perineum his tongue found nothing it didn't enjoy. Sean set his efforts on the boy's organ again and soon he had the foreskin pulled down with his lips, his tongue swirling around the engorged head.
Max could not contain his lust; his body squirmed, writhed, and shook with passion as the man stimulated him. When Sean consumed his entire organ in one smooth motion Max couldn't help but groan, "Ohhhhhh...." It had been so long, he knew he wouldn't last much longer and hoped that Sean would not be surprised at the prize he was about to receive.
Sean sensed the boy was close; he bobbed his head on the boy's organ and readied himself for the climax. He had to use his hands to hold down the boy's hips as they were getting wild. Soon enough Max muttered softly, "Ohhhhhh Sean... here... here it comes..."
Sean backed off the organ and kept the head in his mouth as the boy shot his first round. Sean was surprised to feel the first shot almost fill his mouth; he swallowed just in time for the second shot, which again filled his mouth. The fluid the boy was emitting tasted sweet, but different somehow. As Sean swallowed the third and fourth rounds he realized the boy had produced more fluid than he thought possible. It was even more than he could produce. The effect it had on him was profound. His senses were heightened, time seemed to move slowly, and he found he could think more clearly. It was an odd sensation, but one that had him sucking at the boy's organ greedily. The sweet nectar was delicious, Sean decided, a mix between sweetened strawberries and an old aged whiskey.
Soon enough the boy slumped on the bed, spent, and Sean quickly released the organ. He moved to lay next to the boy, drawing lazy circles on the boy's chest with his fingers. He kissed Max's cheek and asked how he was.
"Better than you can imagine," Max answered. His small body was buzzing and alert. He hadn't experienced passion like that in a long, long time. When he looked into Sean's eyes he saw nothing but love there. He leaned in and kissed the man on the lips gently, tasting some of his own fluid in the process. Max's small hands quickly found the man's engorged organ and began to squeeze it gently. Sean was circumcised so all the boy could do was squeeze and tug on the straining tube.
Max broke the kiss and managed to get Sean on his back. He quickly took up position between the man's spread legs and in no time had the head of the dick in his mouth. Sean was about average in size and that was just fine with Max.
Sean's head was somewhere in the clouds as the boy bobbed on his organ taking more and more of it with each passing minute. He couldn't believe how good the boy was at this, but somewhere in the back of his mind he knew the boy acted far more mature than his eleven year old appearance. The man used his hands to find Max's as the boy expertly worked his tool. Sean groaned and moaned as he approached his climax, and just before he fell over the edge Max stopped. This abrupt change made Sean open his eyes and look at the boy, trying to convey with his eyes just how much he wanted to explode.
Max smiled, his eyes twinkled, "Not quite yet." Sean's throbbing penis was soaked and shiny as the boy watched it move with the man's heartbeat. Max had let go of Sean's hands and was now changing positions again. Sean caught on right away; Max was about to squat over the six inch organ when Sean grabbed the boy's hips.
"Wait," Sean said, "You really don't have to do this. I mean it."
Max grabbed Sean's hands and said, "I know, I want it." Sean gave Max a questioning look, "Really!"
Sean was powerless to resist any more. He wanted this boy so bad he found it hard to think of anything else. In the back of his mind he was concerned that he didn't do anything to prepare the boy. But Max was so knowledgeable and experienced it seemed he wasn't new to the passions of men.
So the man let go of the boy's narrow hips and Max quickly squatted over the straining pole. The boy held the organ and positioned it at his rear entrance. With the first press the engorged head pushed its way in and he was able to let it go. He put his hands on the man's chest and with his eyes on Sean's face he pressed himself down.
Sean's eyes were on his organ, and his vision was somewhat blurry through the raw power of the act itself. Though he would discover later that he did have tears in his eyes, his emotions were overwhelming. He watched as the inches of his body were consumed by the boy. Inch after inch in a steady but slow movement Max's rear filled with Sean. Each was electrified by the contact, Max's body squeezing the organ invading it and Sean for being squeezed.
Soon enough Max was sitting down on the man's lap, every inch embedded inside him. He slowly rocked back and forth, to and fro, all the while feeling the organ moving inside him. He would squeeze as hard as he dared and release, watching the man's face tense up in ecstasy. Once each was over the initial waves of pleasure Max slowly raised up until about half the organ had been released then pressed himself back down again.
"Ohmigod," Sean groaned. "Jesus FUCK." The swear word came from him on Max's second plunge downward. The boy was grinning ear to ear, glad he still was able to gain pleasure from this act. Glad he was able to assert himself this way. He was so lost in thought he nearly pulled off the organ, in short order he impaled himself again. This gained him another F word from Sean making Max all the more eager to continue pleasing the man who saved him from death.
Sean was struggling to stay conscious, he had never experienced this much pleasure. Max's body was gripping him in a cool tight tunnel. His hands found the boy's bubble butt and he held on, trying to stay anchored to the moment as he was anchored to Max. He couldn't open his eyes, though he wouldn't have seen much if he did, his eyes were streaming tears. Every plunge of Max's body sent shock-waves through his. The boy was going slow enough to prevent him from climaxing quickly, but the stimulation was so overwhelming he knew it wouldn't take long anyway.
Up and down Max moved, feeling the man's organ, getting familiar with it. He felt the engorged head rub the gland inside him that brought his own penis to life again. He didn't bother masturbating, this was Sean's moment, and felt wrong to distract himself with his own pleasure. So he ignored the four inch boner bouncing to his movements and worked on getting Sean to climax. He quickened his bounce, only daring to let half of the man out before taking him in again.
Somewhere deep inside Sean's brain he noticed the boy's quickened pace. His hands gripped the boy's soft rear. The well inside him was rising, his toes curled and his hips thrust on their own. He muttered nonsense words and syllables as his approaching orgasm built like a newly awakened volcano. The sound of their bodies slapping together was drowned out by the groans of the man who had long abandoned the hope for love.
"Oooohhhhmifuckinggawwwwwwwd," was all he was able to utter when the tsunami hit him. Max felt the man's organ engorge and so the boy slowed his bounces. The first shot was a monster, had it been free it would have crossed the room. As it was, it shot inside Max's bottom; he felt the distinct warming sensation and smiled. Again and again the man unloaded his seed into Max who used his muscle control to squeeze and coax every drop out.
Sean managed a record sixth pulse before his body lost hold of the orgasm. His body, having been tensed, overwhelmed, stimulated, and drained fell slack, his brain likewise wanted a moment to recover and he quickly lost consciousness.
Max had lain with many men, but this was his first fainter. He had no doubt the Sean was alive; he could feel Sean's heartbeat through his rectum which was still tightly wrapped around the man's organ. He smiled and chuckled to himself and lay down on the man's chest. No effort was made to withdraw the man's shrinking organ. Content, he merely listened to the powerful heartbeat and breathing below him. His small body had already absorbed the deposit made inside him; finally the man's organ had shrunk enough it slipped out. The effect of the fluid bonded the two together even further.
Sean didn't open his eyes until 20 minutes later. He quickly realized the boy was lying on his chest, small knees to either side of his waist. He first wiped the tears from his eyes, trying to compose himself quietly. He felt near-to-crying again he was so happy, but his hands rested on the boy's smooth thighs.
Slowly Max moved his head so his golden eyes looked directly into Sean's blues. Both grinned broadly. "So how was it?" Max asked.
Finally Sean managed a few words, "Better than you can imagine. Thank you, Max. I never thought I'd find happiness, but this... this has to be the happiest anyone could ever be." He knew Max would scoff at concerns for his well-being; Max was more complex than anyone he'd ever heard of. He wanted to treat the moment as it would be between lovers. Sean knew the boy didn't do anything because he'd been coerced, or out of some notion of pleasing an authority figure, he shared himself out of love, compassion, and probably a little lust.
"I think," Sean hesitated, "I think I'm in love with you." He wasn't sure what the boy would say, he both hoped and feared hearing the L word back.
Max smiled, "I know," was all he said. Then the boy decided he'd be a little impish, "Or do you think I do that with just anyone?"
Sean smiled back, "Just saviors maybe? Or guy's named after food companies?"
"Mechanical Engineers only," Max said softly and rested his head so he was facing to one side. Sean's hands moved around the boy's cool skin from thighs to back. Both were content to stay this way, but Sean had a question nagging him. Finally he managed the courage to ask.
"If I don't want to know everything," He said all in a rush. "How much longer will you stay with me?"
"Not long," came the boy's soft voice. "Another day or two."
Ouch, that wasn't what Sean wanted to hear. He had hoped for weeks or months maybe. He didn't doubt his decision just the speed at which it had to be made. He knew Max was different; the question rang in his head for another ten minutes before he finally said, "Then I'm all in, to the end."
"Vampire," was all Max said before a phone rang.
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Authors note:
As you might have already guessed this story is meant to be a continuation of the Twilight series. I felt the canon had left potential for more and felt a boy love plot would fit nicely. All original characters of Twilight are copyright Stephanie Meyer. I tried my best to remain faithful to her characters.
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This is the first chapter with naughty bits, I hope you liked it. If this sort of relationship isn't your thing, then I would question why you read this far. :) I didn't make this story revolve around sex, I attempted a plot after all.