This is a work of pure fiction, but based on the author's feelings, beliefs, and in some cases, experience. Come to think of it -- it might not be all that pure! There may be graphic sexual encounters at times between men, so if this offends you, you are invited to retreat. If you are too young or it is otherwise illegal for you to be reading this kind if story, shame on you for reading it - - please stop here. If not, - - ENJOY!
Cast of characters:
Tony diMarco -- yeah -- I am he!
(CA) Ben Hastings -- First love
(Maui) Ben Fisk -- First sex (+4 years)
Lucas diMarco -- my dad
Wendy diMarco -- my mom.
Joseph -- my Brother -- 17
Levi -- my brother - 15
Fred Stumpf -- 31 year old inactive member.
Johnnie Weinberg -- LDS Missionary
Ashton Staedler -- New friend
Mike Hoffman -- Ashton's Half-Brother
Geoff Redmond -- Mike's Friend
Rollin James -- Hawaiian High diver & government translator
Grandpa Antonio DiMarco
Grandma Rose
From Ch. 13:
"Room service, sir."
"I didn't order anything from room service." He said and started to close the door. I forced it open and stood in the door grinning. His room was dark. He came out into the hall in no more than his boxer shorts and stood in front of the door. "I met someone at the pool, Haoli."
"Huh?" I said. He pointed back into the room with his thumb over his shoulder. Suddenly I felt sick. "Oh." I said and walked slowly away.
"See you tomorrow morning?" He said weakly.
"I guess." I said.
As I was walking back to the parking garage, my phone rang. It was Fred. "Come back, Haoli. He's gone. Please?"
Chapter 14
"Hello?"
"Oh -- sorry! Did I wake you?"
"S'okay, I had to get up to answer the phone anyway. Who's this?"
"Tony." I said, not able to keep the forlorn tone away form my voice.
"Are you okay? You sound -- um -- sad -- or something. Hee hee! Did you know it's 3:00 o'clock?"
"What? But - - ohhhhhh! I -- forgot. I was counting the wrong way. It's 3 hours earlier there - - not later. Listen I'll call later. I'm so sorry!"
"No! I'm awake now -- and I'm glad you called. I can't think of anyone else I'd like to wake up to."
"Aw Rollie, you're too sweet!" I said.
"So -- what's up? Are you sad about something?"
"Um -- well -- I just I miss -- Hawaii -- I guess."
"Well, I'll tell you something, white boy! Hawaii misses you! How's Fred?"
"What? You knew he was coming?"
"Yeah." He said. somehow he sounded depressed.
"Rollie -- I came over here to -- well -- anyway -- now I really miss -- I mean -- I wish - I wish you were here too -- Rollie."
"I know -- I mean -- Fred asked me to go with him."
"What!!?? But why didn't you -- I mean - " I was appalled.
"I just figured that you -- went there to -- get your head clear -- on a few things. I didn't think you needed us -- er -- me -- to confuse anything."
"Um -- well -- Thanks, Rollie. You don't mind if I call you sometimes -- do you?"
"No Haoli -- not at all. I miss you too."
"Rollie -- um -- do you think you could do that song you made up just before I left?"
"What -- you mean now?" he chuckled.
"Um -- yeah - - ?" I said, feeling silly.
"It's kinda early here to be strumming my uke. I -- uh -- don't wanna wake up Mom."
"Oh -- yeah. Silly me! Well -- thanks for -- I mean -- um -- sorry I woke you up, Rollie."
"You can wake me up any time you want, Tony. I -- love you!"
"(Sigh!) Yeah -- I -- love you too -- man." I said, knowing it was a bogus and really -- phony way to hide my feelings from him. "Bye."
"Bye Haoli!"
"Tony!" Nana shouted through my bedroom door. "Your new friend should be here any minute. Are you up?"
I poked my head out the door. "I'm up, Nana. And -- he isn't really a new friend. I knew him on Maui."
"Alright dear. But anyway -- he'll be here -- oh! He's at the door now."
"I'll get it."
The truth was, I had been up for hours. After what I saw last night, I couldn't sleep well. I was arguing with myself most of the night. Was it fair of me to just pop in on him -- surprising him? I had no hold on him. He had obviously come all this way to see me -- with no assurance I would give him the time of day -- and then when I pushed him away -- could I be upset because he found another friend?
I thought I had it all sorted out before I got up. I had nothing to complain about -- only maybe to apologize to him for acting like a jerk last night. I opened the front door.
"Hi." He said.
I stood aside to let him in. He walked in and saw Nana. "Hello Sister DiMarco."
"Good morning, Fred. Tony tells me he knew you on Maui." She said innocently.
Fred's head snapped back to me, his face showing surprise, but in true Fred fashion, that changed immediately to a grin, as he turned back to Nana. "Yeah, we kind of figured that out last night." He looked back at me and smiled. I nodded.
"Good morning, Fred." Said my Grampa, coming in the back door. "And Tony! "You okay? I heard a lot of tossing and turning from your room last night." Fred looked like he wanted to crawl into a hole. Probably nothing that Nana and Grampa picked up.
"I'm okay." I said -- nothing more was necessary.
"Breakfast will be in about 15 minutes."
"Good, that'll give me time to do a couple things on my computer!" Said Grampa, and he disappeared into their bedroom.
"Tony -- um -- I wanted to show you something -- outside."
"We'll be right out front. Nana."
As soon as we were out the door, Fred was all over me. "Oh Tony! I'm so sorry! He was just - "
"Fred - " I put my hands over my face and rubbed it, sighing. "I -- have thought about this -- most of the night, and - "
"Tony it wasn't - " Fred said desperately.
"Fred -- I don`t own you! We made no promises. That was MY rule! No promises. If you want to see other guys - "
"No, Tony! I don't! I didn't sleep very well last night either. What I did was stupid. - "
"Fred -- you don't need to explain - "
"But I want to. You deserve to know -- where I stand -- and," he paused a moment, "so do I."
"Huh?" I said.
"Tony -- we didn't do anything. He wasn't in my room to -- do anything. We met at the pool and started to talk. He has the room right next to mine and he suggested coming over to watch a movie, `cuz my rooms bigger. He had just gotten there when you arrived. I felt silly -- because he was fully dressed and I was still in my Speedo. I was changing when you got there. I was about to put on my pants when the porter knocked."
I felt the tops of my ears burning. Again I had jumped to an erroneous conclusion. I was speechless. "Tim will be here for several days. Why don't you come over tonight and we can do something - the three of us."
"You mean -- all three of us -- up in your room? I dunno, Fred."
"No -- nothing like that, Haoli! Tim's straight. He's just a nice guy. I meant maybe he could show us where to go -- or something."
Now I was really torn. I wanted some time alone with Fred. Well -- we do have today. "Okay -- I guess." I said.
"Great! You're gonna love Tim. He's funny! He's a little guy -- well, about my size -- and has so many stories about how he has triumphed over footballers. They hated him. He dated all the girls they want to and if they ever gave him any trouble -- haha -- he's a 2nd degree black belt in Taekwondo. Oh -- and a swimmer!"
"And -- a diver? So you had several things in common!"
"No, he isn't a diver, but that's why we met. I was doing some fancy dives -- off the edge of the pool -- and he asked me about it."
"Hm -- good way to meet someone -- huh?"
"Tony -- I didn't -- no! I shouldn't have even been doing them. But it's kinda second nature to me -- you know?"
"Yeah. Well, now you have me intrigued! Cute little guy with a black belt huh?"
"Hah! I never said he was cute!"
"But you said he got the girls the footballers couldn't -- he must be cute!"
"I'll let you judge that for yourself." He said then looked at me for a moment. "So -- are we okay about last night?"
"Yeah. Sorry I -- um -- overreacted. I had no right to -- anyway."
"I -- yeah -- I guess."
"Why -- was there more than you have told me?" I asked.
"NO! No - not at all. It's just -- I guess -- I felt you DID have a right -- or something to overreact. Tony - " Fred looked at the grass -- like he wasn't sure about what he was going to say next. "Tony -- I didn't come over here -- just to pay you a visit. I've never felt like this about anyone before."
Oh my gosh!
He continued, "I don't know what to think of it. All I knew is that I couldn't just let you go -- out of my life -- that easily." He looked at the ground once more, then into my eyes. "I wanna tell you I love you, but -- and I DO of course, but -- I just don't know. This feels -- well, as I said -- different -- and -- you're so -- young -- and -- you know what? I'm scared."
"Scared?" I said.
"Tony -- and Fred -- time to eat." Said my Grampa, opening the door.
I looked into Fred's eyes for a long moment. "Okay -- thanks Grampa." I said and we walked in.
In the house -- at the breakfast table -- it was as if we never had the discussion at all. If Fred was anything -- he was smooth. I guess maybe that comes with age. I wondered what Grampa was thinking too. I THINK he expected that I would not be coming home last night.
Maybe I should stop building up scenarios for what everyone else must be thinking!
"So -- how well did you two know each other over in Hawaii?" Asked Nana.
"Well, maybe enough to get clobbered together?" Said Grampa, indicating our recent scars.
"Antonio!" Said Nana.
"Well -- they both look pretty recent."
"It's okay, Nana. We both had a meeting with the same drunk, 400 pound Tongan."
"Oh -- so this is the boy that - " Grampa started. "Heh -- your dad did tell us that you had gotten into some kind of tiff at a bar near the temple. He said something about the bishop from a Young Adult ward coming to your aid. They do things a little differently there, I guess. You probably won't find a bishop here frequenting places like that."
"Sir, that was -- mostly -- my fault. I wanted to take Tony to this place -- because they had a good rock-a-billy Hawaiian band there. They didn't like it when Tony turned down a beer. Some of the more drunk Hawaiians -- and this huge Tongan -- decided that Tony thought he was too good for them. I have a black belt in Taekwondo but -- against a 400 pound opponent -- that isn't much advantage."
"Oh!" said Grampa. "And the bishop? Was he there just enjoying the music too?"
"He came in after it started. He was a patrolman -- on duty that night. He's Hawaiian and -- as big as the Tongan. But no one expected the Tongan to throw that last punch -- after the police got there. He smashed both our faces with one swipe." I said.
"Good reason to stay away from bars -- huh?" Said Grampa. "Did you know that more bad things happen in bars than almost anywhere else?"
"I think we learned our lesson, sir." Said Fred. "I know I did."
"What are you two boys planning to do today?" Asked Nana.
I looked to Fred for an answer.
"I've heard a lot about the Monterrey Bay Aquarium. I wanted to see that."
"Oh -- that's more than a day's trip, I'm afraid." Said Grandpa. "Takes a half day just to get there."
"Oh!" Said Fred, clearly disappointed. "Everything's so close when you live on an island. It didn't occur to me - "
"For what you're paying at the Airport Sheraton I think you could get accommodations up there -- for both of you -- to just stay the night."
Fred looked at me, excited. "What do you think?"
"What about Tim?" I said.
"Maybe he'd like to go too." Said Fred.
When we were finished eating, Fred whipped out his phone and called Tim. "Hey -- this is Fred -- yeah from last night. No it's okay. We got that straightened out. Yeah. About tonight? We were planning to go to Monterrey. Do you wanna come with us? Oh. Dang! Well, okay. When? Tomorrow night? Just a minute."
Fred turned to me. "You wanna plan to go watch a movie with Tim tomorrow night?"
"Sure."
"Okay, Tim, tomorrow night it is. I dunno when we'll get back. Okay, we'll call you. Bye."
"Guess it's just you and me, Haoli."
"You may like to stop at Pismo Beach on the way up." Said Grampa. You can rent ATV's there pretty cheap. There are lots of sand dunes there. That's fun. You won't get to Monterrey early enough today anyhow."
"Sounds like fun -- but - " Fred said, "I think Tony's doctor would have a fit if he did anything like that."
"Oh, how thoughtful of you!" Said Nana.
"Gotta watch out for my boy!" Fred said, then looked shocked at what he just said -- but recovered instantly and laughed. "I got him into this -- I gotta make sure he gets out of it!" He grinned.
Nana made us lunch -- for two days. She would have made dinner too, but Fred said he had that covered. We set out on the highway about noon in his convertible Mercedes.
It was a cool ride for two Hawaiian boys, but the wind felt good, and we wore heavy coats. When we got to the hotel that Fred had reserved for the night, our ears felt frozen - - to us. We headed immediately for the hot tub. There were actually people in the swimming pool, but it was too frigid us.
We got out of the spa and went to our room. It had 2 beds in it. Both of us stopped a moment to count them, I think.
Then he took me out to Cannery Row where the good restaurants are. The food was good and of course the company was great! We found out when the Aquarium opened and planned an early day, to be able to see it all.
When we got back to our room, Fred eyed me as I removed my outer clothing and it was apparent that I had me very special underwear on. They were supposed to shield and protect me from - - what? Apparently from what I craved so much that night.
We turned out the lights and climbed into our beds. We lay there for five minutes -- which seemed like an hour to me -- in silence. Everything in me wanted to climb into his bed and just - - be held close - - - well, at least! I knew that once there, I would want more and - - so would Fred.
I was about to ask if he would mind if I joined him when he said, "Did you want to pray -- or something?"
I was speechless for a moment. That was about the furthest thing from my mind, and I would never have guessed that he would - - think of it.
"Um -- ahem! I -- um -- guess that would be fine -- um , that is -- a good idea -- sure." I hedged. "Um -- can I come over there -- for it?"
It was very dark in the room because of the blackout drapes, so I felt my way to his bed. I felt around it and he wasn't there. "I'm down here, Haoli -- on the floor." He said gently. "I find that if I am lying down, I often fall asleep during the prayer.
I joined him, kneeling by his bed. He gently placed his hand over mine and as I was wondering who should say the prayer, he started,
"Father, we want to thank you for our friendship, and a beautiful and safe drive up here today." He squeezed my hand. "I want to give thanks for leading this boy to me. He is so young, and yet has taught me so much."
His hand shaked a bit and he shifted on his knees. He cleared his throat and continued, "Father, we don't -- um -- really know why we -- um -- are -- like we are. No one knows better than you do that we did not choose to be attracted to each other -- or -- other men. We pray that our choices will not put our eternity in jeopardy.
"I love this boy next to me, Father -- more than I planned to -- more than I wanted to. Please help us to choose wisely and if -- and when -- we choose unwisely -- please forgive us.
"We're thankful for our knowledge of the restored Gospel of thy Son, and we thank thee for our parents and their examples and -- love. We're thankful for the love that we have for each other and pray that we may find peace in our friendship.
These things we pray and ask for in thy Son's name, Amen."
We knelt there for another few moments. I broke the silence. "I -- didn't know."
"What?" He asked.
"That you were so -- um -- spiritual."
"I didn't used to be." He said, then added, "Well, I used to be -- a long time ago -- before I was called on my -- I mean -- my mission." His voice broke. "Then, after I screwed up and didn't go," he gasped for air, "I stopped praying. I -- never did anything really bad, but --I just -- stopped."
"Oh." I couldn't think of anything more to say.
"Tony - - you got me back on my knees. You got me talking to God again."
"I -- I did?" I was bewildered. "Um -- I don't know what to say."
"I don't expect you to. Nothing else -- much -- has changed. I wish it would, but -- I know I'll always be -- gay, Tony."
"And -- do you feel God accepts it?"
"I'm not even sure what that means. He has to accept it. He said he loves us no matter what. I see so many people who use each other -- badly -- despicably -- and I can't see how we -- you and I -- are any worse than anyone else. We don't try to satisfy our own needs by hurting others. We try NOT to hurt others. I don't believe that anyone should just jump in the sack with a different person every day - - or week -- whether they're gay OR straight."
"Uh-huh." I said, lamely. "Does that mean you are gonna stop -- um - "
"No, Tony. All it means is that I am talking to God again. I knew before I was supposed to go on my mission -- that -- God loves each of us and that -- Jesus has paid the price -- whether we accept it or not. To not accept his gift is like spitting in his face."
"Yeah, I know. But sometimes I feel so guilty -- when I do something that -- well -- at least some of our leaders say -- is sinful."
"Tony, I decided I'm not going to worry about that -- any more. I forgot about it for awhile. Now you have reminded me -- that someone cares about me. But I know that -- I am no better or worse than anyone else."
"So -- okay. I think I got it. And -- it's pretty much how I feel. I wouldn't have explained it like that -- maybe couldn't have -- before you explained it. But I agree."
Fred sat on the bed, while I was still half kneeling. He put his hand on my shoulder and petted my tee shirt. "I really envy you these." He said, and sighed.
"Uh-huh. I guess we better get some sleep." I said, as I got up and returned to my bed.
Again, we lay there in silence -- five -- ten -- fifteen minutes. "Fred?"
"Yeah?"
"Can I -- come over there?"
"I wish you would, Haoli."
He held the covers open for me and I crawled in next to him. We embraced and kissed -- deeply. I found myself wishing I could feel as deeply for him as he obviously felt for me. We intertwined our legs and fell asleep with his face next to my neck and I could smell his hair. He was again petting my tee shirt, the last thing I remembered.
We woke up with me on my back and Fred lying half atop me, his face on my chest. His morning wood was pressed hard into my leg, as mine was on his knee. I opened my eyes and he was smiling up at me.
"Morning, Haoli." He said.
"Morning. I gotta - "
"Yeah -- me too -- you first." He said.
I went to the toilet and passed him on my way out. He was holding his and grinning. When he came back, I was lying down again -- on my back with my hands behind my head. "You're very comfortable to sleep with, Tony."
"I know." I smiled. "Thanks for last night."
"Huh?"
"You know -- no pressure. I loved it too."
He again lay on top of me, but this time he lay his face on top of the fly on my underwear. I flexed. "Sorry." I said.
"It's okay. I just like the feel of the soft cotton."
"I could take them off."
"I know. Can I?"
He took my silence as a yes. He first lifted my tee shirt off and it was he that reverently folded them and set them on the dresser. Then he came back and lay on me again, with out torsos naked. I reached under and pulled down my own bottoms, and he pulled his off too. His swimmers body felt so good next to my skin.
"What're we gonna do, Haoli?"
"What -- do you WANT to do?" I asked.
"Everything." At my sudden intake of air, he said, "Maybe not all at once. Maybe not now. And I haven't forgotten -- no promises -- no commitment -- for now."
It was apparent that this was not as he would like it. I found myself wondering if I'd ever feel that way -- about anyone. As I thought about that, another face came into my head. I pushed it out. "For today -- I'm -- with -- you." I said.
"Okay." He answered. It was by unspoken agreement that I was to take the lead. I kissed him again, and he responded in kind. He was moving almost imperceptibly on top of me. His hips were slowly, gently thrusting and each of us were obviously aroused. As we kissed and sucked on each other's face and necks, Fred started to moan quietly.
I slipped my hand around his uncut wood and he began to thrust more deeply into my hand. I flexed my hand as he was thrusting, bringing out more intense moans, as we continued to kiss and caress one another's face and neck. I looked into his eyes. He seemed to be searching mine for something.
He hit transition and started to breath more deeply and cry out a little. "Haoli -- I'm ready to -- is it okay -- to - "
"Go for it, Fred. Give it all you got!" I crooned in his ear.
He took me literally as he began to thrust almost wildly into my grasping hand. It was slipping in and out of it's own sheath, so there was very little friction. Then he started to grunt rhythmically. He then kissed me almost violently as he came hard and fast onto my lower abdomen. That made things considerably more slippery and he suddenly fell on top of me, heaving like a locomotive, his few beard hairs caressing my nipple.
Then he flopped over on the bed beside me. I knew that the last thing he wanted at that moment was for me to touch him. "I'll be right back." I said. I went and got a wet wash cloth and placed it on top of his spent meat. I rubbed it and he moaned some more. I cleaned the spunk from his torso, and then from mine. His eyes were closed. He was smiling slightly.
"You know how to do that, Haoli!" He finally said. We should get up and hit the shower. Why don't you go first while I catch my breath a little more.
I went and turned on the shower and as soon as I was standing in it, enjoying the warmth, he joined me. He wrapped himself around me and hugged me for a few moments as the water warmed us both. Then he turned his face up to mine and I again kissed him deeply. He didn't have to ask this time. He just started to stroke me -- slowly at first, but quickly went up to a fast pace, as he kissed and nuzzled my neck, lips and nips.
I came hard and joyfully. I started to laugh, and he picked up on it and also laughed as I shot ribbons of spunk on him, to be immediately washed off by the shower.
We got out and dried ourselves. "Nice way to start a day!" He quipped, grinning widely.
I was still catching my breath. "Ohhh -- yeahhh." I said, smiling.
When we were dry, he hugged me one more time before we got dressed.
"You're not wearing your garments?" Asked Fred.
"Naw. I don't feel - - like it - - right now." I answered lamely. I put on some tighty-whitey briefs and a ribbed tee and a pair of stretch jeans that had seen better days.
"Woo-hoo! You look good enough to eat!" Said Fred.
"Maybe -- later - " I said - - to myself, kind of chagrinned but -- smiling.
The aquarium was okay. When you are used to seeing wild variations of colorful fish just be going swimming almost anywhere in Hawaii, it's hard to get too excited about the California coastal varieties. But it was interesting and fun to see it with Fred. Somehow I don't think either one of us knew the real reason for this trip before we came. I'm not sure we know now - - -
We arrived home in plenty of time. Fred drove to the Sheraton first. When we got there, Tim was just coming out of his room. "Hey! You guys are back earlier than I thought you would be. This is my Uncle. Uncle Manley -- this is Fred and - - "
"This is Tony."
"Oh yeah, Tony! Great to see you both. Look, I know we kinda made plans for tonight, but I really want to spend some time with my uncle.
Tim's uncle looked strangely familiar to me. As they stood there re-scheduling, I figured it out and my jaw dropped of it's own accord. Tim looked exactly like -- well, I really didn't see him more than the one time, but -- he looks like what I remembered of my Aunt Cheryl's fiancée - Gray. I shook my head and put out my hand. Manley grabbed it and shook it warmly.
"I don't ALWAYS affect people that way." Said Manley, winking at me. His face was definitely as heavily bearded as Gray. Well, at least the shadow was deep. I had a hard time keeping from drooling. And what was worse, I was worried that Fred could see it! I wondered if he was having second thoughts about inviting Tim's uncle to watch a video with us.
So Fred and I just stayed in and watched a pay-per-view.
After the movie I called and told Grampa I would be home in the morning. He asked no questions.
It was a long day, so even through I had given some thought to what we might do -- we only had enough energy to sleep. It was enough just to sleep together, in each others embrace at first but then he spooned back into me sometime in the night.
When I woke up in the morning, again Fred was looking at me and grinning. "You're pretty cute when you sleep, Haoli!"
"I try hard!" I joked.
"You succeeded!" He giggled and he squeezed my wood. I climbed on top of him this time. We stopped giggling and I relaxed on him, with my head on the same pillow as his. I was just about asleep again when he whispered, "What about that guy, Ben, who is supposed to be from here. Have you contacted him?"
I opened my eyes. A pang went through my heart. "Wow. Sorry, Tony. It still hurts, doesn't it?" I closed my eyes and sighed. "Why in the world did he break up with you? He must have a loose screw!"
"I broke up with him." I said quietly. And to his unasked question, I answered, "Because of guilt, I guess."
"Is that why you took off your garments after yesterday morning?"
"You've been to the temple Fred, haven't you?"
"Once."
"And that was over ten years ago" I averred. "But I'm sure you can remember the covenants you made in regard to your garments -- can't you?"
"Some -- -- of it."
"Fred, you don't need to envy me my garments. But anyway -- I may never put them back on."
"But Tony - "
"I don't feel good about -- what I do sometimes -- after I have done it. But I think that in time that feeling will go away -- at least somewhat. Is that true with you, Fred?"
"Yes." He looked pensive for a moment, then added, "But -- I still feel like something's missing."
"That's why. That's why I could not be with Ben Hastings. He doesn't understand -- like you do -- like Rollie does -- like Ben Fisk does."
There. I said it. It took a two way conversation to help me sort it out for myself. What do we all have in common? We're all Mormons. Fred looked like I just slapped him in the face. Not exactly a good way to start the day.
"Well -- and I'm 32 and have never -- found someone to -- stay with." Said Fred. "Maybe I've been looking in the wrong places. I -- WE -- have some basic beliefs, and it just makes sense that with all the other variables to contend with -- maybe we need to at least go with someone who has those same basic beliefs."
"Probably." I said.
"I gotta pee." Said Fred.
"I noticed. Unless I was the one to cause that strain in your underwear."
"That too!" he said and he pecked me on the lips and ran for the toilet. When he got into the bathroom, he hollered, "I'm gonna hop in the shower while I'm in here."
I sprang up from the bed and in 2 seconds I was in the bathroom. I watched as he slipped his foreskin back over his glans. He looked over and smiled. "You weren't gonna take a shower without me - - were you?"
"I -- didn't know if -- if you'd want to after -- what we were discussing." He said.
"What?" I said, laughing. "You must be mad! You said that you wanted to do everything with me. Did you change your mind about that?"
"Well -- no. But -- I just -- I mean after we talked - "
"I love that we talked. We seem to be on the same page about a lot of things. And -- as far as I can tell, you still want to do everything with me and I -- um -- I still am open to it -- someday." I said and stripped off my shorts and pushed him into the shower. I kissed him deeply while the water got warm -- only about 3 seconds, but it was nice.
"Fred," I said, looking into his eyes, "Can I clean that off for you?" He knew what I meant by "that". He didn't know what I meant by "clean", though.
He grinned and bent his back, thrusting it out to me. I dropped to my knees and licked the outside of his foreskin. "Agh! Haha! I didn't know you were gonna clean it THAT way!" He giggled.
I kept eye contact as I slowly pulled down his foreskin. He grimaced slightly as it folded down past the corona. Then he closed his eyes and set his jaw. There was scum that stretched down as I pulled the foreskin all the way down. I lapped at it with my tongue. It was strong, but somehow tasted -- and smelled -- like pure sex to me. He let out a low moan.
I sucked the head into my mouth. He shivered, even though he was standing under hot water. He pulled away slightly and grimaced a little more. I came off it. "Are you okay?" I asked.
His eyes were closed. "Mm?" He uttered, seemingly from somewhere else.
"Is this okay -- with you?" I repeated.
"Huh? Ohhhhh yeahhhhh. Haoli -- this is -- nothing like I've ever experienced before. ACH! A little more gentle though. Oh yeah! That's -- uhhhhh -- yeah -- that's -- ohhhh -- where did you learn to do that? Omigosh -- that's like -- heaven!"
I didn't answer him, but kept sucking him deeper each time I went down. When I hot his pubes, he barely hit the back of my throat. My gag reflex was starting to go off, so I backed off and just sucked and tongued for a moment until it calmed down. He was going mildly wild.
I was swallowing as I sucked. I guess he must have been excreting a lot of precum, because I don't make saliva in that consistency. I started to bob faster on him, and he grabbed my head and started to meet my bobs with his own thrusts. I don't think he did it on purpose. He started to take gulps of air , so I slowed down, but it was too late. He started to shriek, then caught himself and instead, started to cry like a baby. I stopped bobbing, but he then grabbed me head and thrust himself in and out with a hot passion that I had never seen coming -- from him.
His cum seemed to fill my mouth. I swallowed it, and he immediately started to get soft. I just kept sucking and swallowing until I felt his foreskin covering up the head. I sucked on the end of the foreskin for a few moments, pulling at it with my lips. It was fascinating to me -- and -- he didn't seem to mind. He just pulled my head in as close as he could, massaging my hair and scalp.
He then lifted me up and looked into my eyes, tears still running down his face. "These aren't bad tears, Haoli. I just had no other way to express my -- emotion." He said, shuddering. He lifted me up and lay his face on my chest. "What -- what -- what can I do for you -- now -- Tony? Whatever it is -- it's not enough. That was incredible.
"I don't need anything -- at the moment." I said. "I'm completely satisfied." He pulled me even tighter into him, grabbing my butt and hugging it -- and me.
"If they don't have this in heaven -- I don't wanna go there." He said dreamily. "I just can't believe that you -- don't want anything."
Notes: Sometimes satisfying a partner is all that's needed. (Just ask any bottom!) Comments are welcome. Thanks and love, Steve stevethomas535@hotmail.com