Devon's Heaven by Devon's Heaven -------------------------------- I'm an English guy of sixteen who worships Devon Sawa, I'm 6'4" and am occasionally told I look like him. My reply is always, "Yeah, I wish!!" My name is Ian, but I am known on the Net and in chat rooms as Devon's Heaven. I'll show you why.
Ever since I saw Casper I've been attracted to Devon Sawa, in fact he's probably the guy that made me swing both ways grin. He flashed his buns at Christina Ricci in Now and Then, and after the current smash, Wild America, things are looking up for Sexy Sawa. I hope you enjoy my fantasy...
I was sunbathing on the white sand of a beach on Kauai, a Hawaiian Island. It was my summer vacation of '97, and I had just seen Wild America at the cinema a couple of weeks before, visiting my dad who lives in Toronto. Nothing prepared me for what happened next.
I was just laying on my front in the hot tropic sun trying to get my tan. My family were touring the island, but I was NOT in the mood. I decided I was getting way too sleepy and got up. I squinted as the sun hit my eyes.
"Shit! Only I would be dumb enough to forget my glasses!", I said to no one in particular.
I decided to go for a walk while planting my feet in the edge of the shorein the cool wet sand, trying to wake myself up a bit. Bronzed bodies were laying all around, from wrinkly old men to curvacious beach babes in luminous bikini bottoms laying on their towels, their plump breasts bulging either side of their ribs, arms over their heads.
They had brown-skinned muscly boyfriends, but I'm not really into anorexic bodybuilders.
I kept my head down, the wet sand felt so good beneath my toes. I lifted my head for a second and the air caught in my throat.
"Oh my God, that is Devon Sawa!!"
A torso popped out of the water like a blond Adonis, perfect in every way. Wet locks of blond hair framed a square face with full pink lips. On his perfect nose rested a pair of dark glasses covering his eyes.
I was lost for words.
"Hi", he said as he carried on rising out of the waves, like a young Poseidon without the beard! Water droplets ran down his smooth chest over his erect nipples and down over the ridges of his abdomen into his small, perfect belly button. He looked like a sculpture. His muscly arms went up so he could run his fingers through his wet locks. I almost fainted, which is one thing I never do, but seeing the tattoo on his left arm almost stretch over his hard muscle was too much for me.
The tattoo of a little devil with a trident and halo over it's head had more meanings for me than he could imagine. I decided we were kindred spirits. Even though we both had the devil within, on the surface we were little angels.
"Hey Devon," I said as my voice began to stop quivering, "I'm Ian". I held out my right hand awkwardly as he stepped up to me. Devon Sawa up close and personal. I had only dreamed of a day like this.
"Hey Ian," he gripped my hand with a hold that said, 'I work out in a gym, but don't get carried away.' I gripped back with the same force.
I could now see the whole length of his torso. His dark blue swin shorts clung to his perfectly proportioned thighs, and I could see he was very well endowed under those trunks, the thin, wet cotton did nothing to hide the bulge that a thirty year old black man would be proud of.
I started to become aroused at the thought, and felt the blood rush to my groin. Devon and I looked up at the same time, both obviously thinking the same thing.
He smiled coyly, his perfectly white teeth glistening in the sun. I just wished I could see his eyes, but all I caught was my flushed expression in his glasses, as my nethers calmed down again. "Is that an English accent?"
"Yeah?"
"I love British accents, they're sexy!", he grinned again lifting his whole face, an expression that lifted your own. I smiled at him looking through my own blond hair, trying to be sexy. I think it worked.
"Well, I'm a big fan, and you were fucking amazing in Wild America. You beat Leo any day in my books as an actor," I grinned as I saw his shocked expression and started to walk away.
I felt his eyes on my neck, as they went doen my back and...
"Wait!!"
I heard footsteps hit the sand and his hand on my shoulder. I shivered, the feeling was electric, like the fuzzy feeling your hand gets as you put it near a television screen. His hand stroked down my back and I turned around.
"You know that means a lot to me," he stated with a warmth, and I could tell that it was genuine.
I noticed a red patch on his shoulder.
"Oooh, you're burning, that looks a bit painful," I said.
"Am I?", he asked, "Crap! Come with me, I've got some lotion back with my mum." He blushed, obviously embarassed. He sensed I was alone myself and probably wished he was too.
"OK, let's go get it," I said.
We walked side by side as we went to a woman bathing in the sun, occasionally glancing at each other.
"Mum..."
"Yes, Devon..." I blond, slightly grey-haired woman looked up with startling blue eyes. I thought Devon must get his looks from his mum as she smiled warmly at us both. Of course, Devon was a lot cuter, but who knew what Mrs. Sawa looked like when she was younger.
"Can I have the sun lotion please?" he asked. "Oh, and this is my new English friend, Ian!"
"Nice to meet you Joyce!" I said and held out my hand.
Her slighty shocked expression began to dissolve into a smile. She obviously wasn't expecting to be greeted on first name terms. We shook hands, but this time I shook softly.
"Nice to meet you too, Ian."
Her hand went into a small blue bag by her leg and she brought out a white plastic bottle.
"Here you go," she said handing the lotion to Devon. "You guys have fun!"
"Thanks mum," Devon replied shyly, still blushing.
We started walking off down the beach. It was like a dream. White sand, pure blue ocean, and the sexiest actor on the planet. Who could ask for more?
"I can't believe you knew my mum's name," he said in disbelief. "You really are a fan!"
"Yeah, I've seen all your films, and I even run a page on the Net about you!"
"Wow!! Cool!!" His voice somehow managed to blend in with the lapping waves of the ocean. It was soft yet powerful, a bit like his touch.
"How old are you Ian?"
"16."
"Wow!! You are so big...uh...I mean tall for your age."
I felt the blood rush to my cheeks and noticed he was flushed too.
We were now right near the end of the beach, there was absolutely no other sign of life. We must have been walking for ages, but it seemed like seconds. I guess time flies when you're having fun!
"Do you mind?" he asked handing me the lotion that I had completely forgotten about.
"Oh, of course not," I stated taking the lotion from his hands.
He turned around and I squeezed the greasy oil into my hands and handed it back to him.
I began rubbing the oil into the back of his neck, and worked on his shoulders, massaging it in with care, rubbing my thumbs over the muscles of his shoulders and over the bones of his spine and ribs, as our skin rubbed together I found my self getting quite turned on again. I carried on working my way down his back, and thought I heard him groaning softly, but I decided it was just the noises of the ocean.
"Oooh, you are so good at this," he sighed as I got to his hips. "Do you mind doing the back of my legs?"
"Not at all."
He squeezed some more lotion into my hands.
I got down on my knees, the hot sand burning them, but in a strange way it made me feel even more turned on.
My hands touched his hairy calves. I worked my hands over the hard muscles in the backs of his legs and his shins, working up to the skin of his knees, it felt so good, I kept on going. I worked up as high as I dared on his thick thigh muscles. My hand creeped up the legs of his swim shorts a bit, as they were now dry.
"More lotion please," I asked without prompting. I had some splashed into my hands straight away and got up off my knees.
My hands were now on his hips, but he still didn't say a word as my arms went under his and I worked my hands around his stomach and rippling abdomen muscles, over his belly buttons upwards. As my hands went higher over his pecs and erect nipples, our skin sliding together, I felt his chest heave.
"Your turn," he breathed.
"Oh yeah," I sighed as he put the lotion in his hands, and gave me the bottle as we changed places.
As his thumbs worked into my back, sliding flesh against flesh, my humungous boner felt uncontrolable, but he didn't notice as he was behind me. His hands went down to the small of my back. Words cannot express how good it felt.
He moved right up against my back and slid his arms around me. I felt his rock hard shaft pressed up against my butt cheeks. I moved backwards so it dug in more. His hands began working at my hard chest and around my nipples.
"Oh yeah," I sighed as they worked down to my belly button. I felt the tips of his fingers move under the elastic of my shorts and keep going. His hands were now in my bush and I was feeling shocked, but urging him to go on at the same time as my hands rubbed the lower half of his arms. His hands carried on going down, massaging my thighs and then they were massaging my balls.
"Fuck that feels good," I managed to say as my breathing got heavier.
"Good," he whispered sexily in my ear as his hands gripped my shaft, rubbing and lubricating it as he began jerking me off, "Do you realize this lotion is coconut flavoured? It's an edible one."
"Cool..." I managed as I pulled his hands slowly from my cock and out my shorts.
He began sucking on my ear lobe. My arms went up and round the back of his neck as he began kissing and sucking mine.
I turned around and...looked at my reflection again. I grabbed his glasses and threw them to the floor. I looked into his eyes for the first time. It was like a new discovery, they were deep pools as blue as the atlantic ocean with flecks of green in.
"You have the most gorgeous eyes I have ever seen. Fuck, you are so amazing."
He beamed at me and said, "I've never met anyone like you before, Ian."
"Let's hope you don't meet anyone like me, except me, again," I uttered as I drowned in the pools of his eyes, wrapping my arms around him and my face got closer to his. My tongue work it's way through his full lips and he gasped as our tongues worked into each other like the waves of the ocean.
His saliva mixed with mine and I pulled his head even closer, thrusting my tongue harder into his mouth as our equally large cocks collided through the cotton of our shorts. We gasped with pain and pleasure at the same time, and carried on kissing as I savoured the moment. His saliva was sooo sweet. Then our kiss finished as I withdrew my tongue and sucked on his lip briefly, finishing the most amazing fucking kiss of my life.
He threw me a coy smile that I had seen so many times before when watching him and Christina Ricci.
"Can I keep you?" he uttered the most famous line of Casper that I had fantasized about so many times. Now he was saying it to me.
"Anytime, you want me you don't need to ask," I said sexily and giggled at the same time.
"Now!!" he screamed and pushed me onto the wet sand.
I landed and he lowered himself onto me. Our bodies melded together like clay as the waves lapped against my head. I felt his huge length dig into the top of my thigh as he licked my chest. We started grinding our cocks into each others flesh as we groaned in pleasure.
He laughed suddenly.
"What?" I asked intrigued.
"I've only dreamed of a day like this, and here I am with you while my mum is further up the beach."
I laughed and pulled him back down onto me thrusting my tongue once again into his mouth. Then I started rolling him further onto the shore. We rolled body over body up onto the hot, dry sand onto a dune.
I was now on top of him.
"The tables have turned I said and lowered my head to his nipples and began licking at them like a cat with a bowl of cream. They tasted so good of cocanut from the lotion, that I licked even more greedily while reaching down with my right hand. I massaged his cock through the once again wet cotton.
"Oooh," he groaned.
I felt so good turning on Devon and put my hand down his shorts while slowly licking his abdomen. I felt it pulsate beneath my fingers. It was fucking huge, but my huge hands managed to fit around it tightly, and I began wanking him harshly, his balls banging against my fist.
"Oh fuck, more, more," he breathed quickly.
His warm cock felt so good, but I knew where I wanted it. I carried on licking down to his belly button and lower as I retrieved my hand, and gripped the elastic of his shorts, pulling them down quickly.
He groaned as his fully erect uncut shaft flew up like a python that had been held captive under a blanket, it was the most amazing sight I had ever seen.
"Fuck, you have the biggest cock I have ever seen," I said as he grinned sexily at me, but he couldn't speak.
I ran my hand through his pubic hairs, enjoying the feel of them, and then played with his weighty balls. I then looked directly at his cock. It was like Mt. Everest waiting to be climbed.
My fingers touched the soft skin of his foreskin and I pulled it down like a wrapper off a lollipop, and my mouth watered in anticipation. His helmet was like a shiny plum, and I wrapped my lips around it sucking, and moved my head rapidly up and down. His feet wriggled as the supreme pleasure hit him.
"Wait!!" he managed to shout and I lifted my head.
I pulled the rest of his shorts off and massaged the insides of his thighs.
"Your turn," he grinned and got up.
He reminded me of one of those greek souvenirs as the sun glinted off his greasy sweaty body. Muscles as perfect as a statue with a fucking humongous cock protruding outwards. Well, this time HE was my novelty.
We kissed again as he turned me around lowering me onto the sand. He wasted no time in ripping off my shorts. He stared at my cock.
"Well your cock is the biggest I'VE seen," he said, "and I want it in my mouth."
He pulled down my foreskin and his tongue licked from my balls to the sensitive head, it was the most amazing feeling. He then grabbed the base of my shaft so all the blood collected in the shiny head of my red overly-sized cherry. I groaned as he buried the point of his tongue as far as he could in my cum-hole. Then I felt the roughness of his tongue as he sucked my cock harshly. I grabbed the back of his head, my fingers in his gold locks.
"You taste so fucking good," he said.
"Give me your legs," I ordered and as he did I moved his cock over my face as his was still above mine. I grabbed his cheeks of iron, squeezing the flesh and thrusting his cock into my mouth deep-throating it.
His head flew up, he gasped and then sucked at my dick hungrily. Our pleasure was so immense we couldn't get enough of it and pulled our backs closer so our hot sweaty bodies were sliding against each other as we worked each others cocks with our heads and tongues simultaneously.
He groaned as he shot a load in my mouth and I came in his soon after. I drank it like it was cool refreshing water, even though it was more like warm nectar. I just sucked more and more.
He removed my cock from his mouth and licked every inch of cum off it and I did the same. I spun him around so his face was looking at me again. Our warm balls felt great against each others thighs. We just grinned at each other and I moved my mouth to his again, sliding our lips together as our tongues moved together and further into our mouths. They kept moving, the taste of our cum mixing. But, we were so aroused our hard-ons hadn't gone away, so we thrust them onto each others thighs moving our lower bodies up and down, grinding our cocks into each other. We both stopped kissing and knelt as we both reached climax, spraying cum everywhere. His cum hit my face and chest as mine hit his and I licked my lips instinctively and sucked every drop off his cock.
"Mmmmmm," I uttered and licked my own off his body as he licked his lips and groaned again. Yet more sperm hit my chest as I lapped up his cock again. He was now basically cleaned by my saliva and I felt great.
He then licked all the cum off my body, his leathery tongue working up and down, and then sucked my cock again as I shot a third load in his mouth. He swallowed it all down, and we collapsed on top of each other.
"You were fucking amazing," he said. "Why couldn't I have met an Englishman before.
"Well, I've met you before, but only in my dreams. You are the most amazing guy I have ever met!" I said as I moved a lock of hair out of his face and gazed into his eyes again while rubbing his back with my other hand soothingly.
"I...I love you," he stammered.
"I love you too," I said without hesitating and we kissed passionately for another fifteen minutes while still in a love clench.
"Let's go skinny dipping!!" I screamed and we both laughed and ran into the water, splashing each others naked bodies with the salty water up to our waists.
We were laughing hard, having the time of our lives. Visions of Devon in the lake of Now and Then swept through my mind. I just hoped a bunch of girls weren't gonna suddenly appear and snatch our shorts.
"Guys!!" shouted a woman's voice.
We both turned.
"Hey mum!" he beamed.
"You've been four hours!! You really must have been having fun!"
"We were Joyce!!" I shouted.
"Good, well, can you guys get out of there and we can get a bite to eat?"
"Sure," we said in unison and she walked off.
"C'mon then!!" I said, and Devon jumped on my back.
Our bodies were now nice and clean, and it felt good to have his now soft warm balls pressing against my back.
"Heigh ho, Silver!!" he shouted as I ran out the water with the world's most sexy, and promising young actor mounting my back. We got onto the sand, looked at each others glistening naked bodies, and I winked at him. We then put our shorts on stubbornly, I picked up the only sun lotion I've ever enjoyed using and Devon put on his glasses.
"No," I said softly and walked up to him and removed his glasses. "You're eyes are the most amazing I've seen, you don't need them." I then kissed him full on the lips much to both our satisfaction, then stroked his chest and walked off.
"C'mon slow coach," I said and he ran up and put his arm around me, and I put mine around his back and we walked off like best buddies, even though we both knew it was more than that.
Both our families became great friends and we had a great dinner, exchanging addresses. I of course told him he could stay in England with us any time he liked! I told him how big my bedroom was, even though he whispered in my ear telling me would only need one bed.
What a guy!!!!
THE END