The next morning dawned cold and clear. Though Mason's body awoke tired and rather sore his heart felt full and overjoyed. The night had been perfect. Mason might not have been such an "experienced lover" himself, but he would've never guessed that the previous night had been Aidan's first experience of intimacy with another guy. Even as he lay in bed his body responded the memory of the night they'd shared. Aidan's loving had proven to be something of an oxymoron. The handful of other young men Mason had dated had either gone into physical relations with a "rough and quick" attitude or trying so hard to be gentle that they'd failed to truly reciprocate any pleasure in return. Not Aidan. Never had Mason known that sexual encounters could be such a pleasurable experience!
Mason's mind raced as he recalled the events of the night before they'd collapsed into the bed together, too exhausted to even shower before sleeping. He felt his cheeks blush a bit as an absently moved hand found a patch of bed still wet from the night's activities. He was sure their room smelled now. But he didn't care. Last night had been the stuff of his dreams for so long!
"And what are you smiling at?" A deep, rumbling chuckle echoed from the muscled chest he felt himself being pulled into. A resounding SLAP echoed through the room as Mason's hand playfully found one of the massive arms now wrapping round him. "I thought you were asleep! And how did you know I'm awake?" Aidan's handsome face formed into a devilish smile, his eyes never opening. "First of all, I can hear it, just in the way you're breathing. You're smiling! And secondly, I've been awake and listening to you breathe for the past hour!" Another resounding SMACK found the other arm.
At this the two muscular arms found their way round Mason's middle, pulling him, sheets and all, atop Aidan's still bare body. A mischievous glint in his eyes as they opened and focused on him. "And just what do you mean by smacking me? Don't you know a tired man when you see one? You wore me out last night!" Mason felt himself blush from head to toe. "You weren't so bad yourself, you know." Mason bent toward the beautiful smile that beamed up at him and began to kiss his way along Aidan's muscular chest. He was truly so beautiful! And to think that he'd feel something, anything, for Mason!
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Aidan felt his body react to the loving attention Mason placed along his chest. Something between a moan and a growl escaped from between his clenched teeth as Mason's beautiful lips and tongue found one of his nipples and began to flick along his flesh. The lithe body that lay atop him wriggled out of the bed sheets until they fell to the floor, and he and Mason lay completely exposed, all the while Mason's sweet lips never leaving his skin. His body arched into the caress of the beautiful young man that tenderly moved along his chest, under his arm, and along his ribs.
He gasped when a small hand found his throbbing member, painfully erect from Mason's anatomical escapade. As Mason's mouth found his own he chuckled into their kisses. "You better cut it out, unless you want to put me into overdrive again, like last night!" But to his astonishment the brown eyes that shown down upon him burned with a lust he'd never seen before, and a wicked smile spread across the lovely face of his lover. "Perhaps that's exactly what I intend to do!"
Aidan hardly had time to contemplate Mason's teasing meaning before his body was plunged into a white hot ecstasy. In one swift movement Mason had slithered from his perch atop Aidan's muscled chest to his groin, and had taken Aidan fully into his mouth.
Aidan's mind struggled to comprehend the pleasure his body felt and reacted to. In sheer seconds he felt himself tense into an almost rigid state, only to relax until he felt as though he hadn't a solid bone in his body. He felt himself writhe and arch into Mason, only to suddenly feel as though he couldn't have moved if he'd desired. Mason's sweet tongue performed lovingly, sinfully around his member, leaving only long enough to pleasure each testicle, hungrily taking them into his mouth as though they were precious gold.
Aidan couldn't be sure how long Mason continued his torturous love. He only knew that eventually he could retain himself no longer. With one last moan he felt his body tense and release himself into Mason's waiting mouth. But it seemed Mason was not finished. Aidan had expected his own member to soften and return to something of a "normal" size. But Mason's next actions so shocked and aroused him that he felt his body react as though the last few glorious moments had never transpired.
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Mason had felt Aidan's body reacting to his loving and had known that he'd not last much longer. He'd mentally prepared himself for the onslaught of hot, white stream of Aidan that had burst and poured into his mouth. The warm salty love that swirled in his mouth was beautiful in its taste, but Mason had something in mind. Carefully he raised himself from Aidan's groin to retake his position astraddle of Aidan's chest, all the while carefully preserving the precious warm liquid in his mouth.
Aidan watched him curiously as he lifted his hand to his mouth and began to allow small amounts of the salty nectar to fall into his hand, taking each precious handful and painting it onto Aidan's and his own body. He allowed himself time to enjoy the feel of the wisps of hair that formed a trail along Aidan's front, from his chest to his groin. Eventually he allowed the last bit to fall into his hands before lovingly coating Aidan's and his own painful erections, and then he allowed himself to lay across the wet body beneath him.
The heady aroma of semen and sweat that filled the room filled Mason's senses as he began to rub against Aidan. He couldn't explain what he felt, but there was something terribly, painfully arousing about the simple touch of their bodies together. As he slithered and rubbed against Aidan he allowed his hands to roam the now-wet body beneath him, guttural groans rumbling from with Aidan. The occasional touch of both their nipples brought gasps and moans, and the wet, hot pleasure of both their erections meeting and sliding together was intoxicating.
He gasped a bit as a rough hand took his own and brought his sticky hand to Aidan's own mouth, where a hot tongue began to clean his fingers. Another hand found his back and began to roam from shoulder to thigh. Eventually the sensation of their bodies together, the wet, hot liquid between them, overcame Mason, his own erection throbbing, and he gave a last moan as he came between them, their chests becoming even wetter and stickier. For some time neither said a word as they simply stared hazily into the other's eyes. But eventually Mason remembered something Aidan had told him the night before and placed his own hand over Aidan's muscled chest, directly above his heart.
"Mine........All mine." The smile that followed was dazzling. "Yes, baby, totally and completely yours!"
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Betty Jo McManus hummed happily as she drove up the mountain. She was looking forward to seeing her son and Mason. She'd not seen them since Thanksgiving, and that had been a couple of weeks ago. She didn't want to be one of those "helicopter moms" who hovered constantly over her son's shoulders, especially not at Aidan's age. But surely two weeks was long enough to not appear nosy if she popped by for a visit! She smiled as she saw the massive Christmas tree, easily seen through the towering windows of the house front. They'd decorated a tree together. Lovely!
As no one answered the door when she knocked, Betty Jo took the liberty of allowing herself in. ( They probably just hadn't heard her, so she'd just surprise them. Their vehicles were both here, so they were definitely home. And they'd given her a key to let herself in, should they ever not be home or not be able to come to the door. It wasn't like she would be interrupting anything. ) She allowed her gaze to sweep the great room, now bedecked with the beautiful tree and evergreen bows along the mantle. Aidan and Mason had certainly been busy! She made a mental note to tease them about this when she found them. But where were they? "Hello? Anyone home?"
After several moments of waiting in the great room Betty Jo began to become a bit impatient. Where on earth were those boys? She stepped into the kitchen; no one. She went out onto the patio to search around the back garden; no one. After several more moments she began to wonder whether she should try upstairs. Her stomach gave a small lurch. Aidan hadn't given any clues to their relationship becoming......... "physical" yet. But still, what if she did walk in on something?
She studied the staircase for several moments before shaking her head to steady her own nerves. She was being ridiculous! This was Aidan and Mason, for goodness sakes! They may have been trying things out together, and they might no longer be able to deny something between themselves, but it wasn't like they were up there going at it like rabbits! She grasped the railing firmly and began her ascent.
Betty Jo paused for a second as she stepped onto the landing of the second floor. Had she heard something up here? She'd called out countless times. Surely the boys would've heard her, even up here! She paused for a second before placing her hand on the doorknob to the master bedroom. There is was again! She was sure she'd heard something! It didn't really sound like someone talking; it was more like a moaning sound. Perhaps one of the boys was sick. She paused for a moment. Yep, that's why she'd not heard from them. One, or both of them, had been sick. The flu had already been making it's rounds through the schools. Bless them, they'd not wanted to spread the germs!
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Aidan's heart beat frantically within his chest. He'd never felt things with either body or soul as he'd felt these last 24 hours in his life! Mason could do things with his tongue that Aidan had never known possible! His massive frame trembled a bit as even now Mason nipped and licked his way across Aidan's bulging chest. He stared down at the tiny bruises that shown purple against Mason's pale skin. After Mason was finished with him he'd look the same, not that he minded!
Their shower had been long and hot, and not just because of the water temperature. Aidan chuckled softly to himself as Mason continued his oral meanderings across Aidan's body. He didn't know why he'd not given into this sooner! Mason might've been shy and reserved around strangers, but in the bedroom he was the stuff of dreams! Aidan pulled Mason's small lithe form closer to his own bare body.
"Mmmm....oh my god, Mason, that's incredible!" His moans intensified as Mason's tongue found each crevice and ripple of Aidan's abdomen muscles. He ran his fingers through the wet hair of Mason's small head, now focused on his naval. But as his eyes raised from their focus on Mason he caught sight of something that all but caused his heart to stop.
"Oh my......." "Son of a....." "Good....." "Fuck......." "Sweet mother of....." "Oh my......." "Shit!"
He stared at the dumbfounded face that stared at he and Mason from the doorway. "Hhh......hi mom!"