In The Arms Of An Angel Chapter 10
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WOW! I really don't know what to say. I got like a hundred and fifty e-mails about last chapter. It was completely hopeless to read them all, but I did what I could. If I didn't get to you, you were WAAAAYYYYY down the list. In the next few days, I'll try to get to you. These are the people I checked. If I replied to you and your name is not on here...well. You know the deal. Okay...here it is.
P.S. (to Keo and anyone else who was wondering: My name is Wil (short for...don't laugh...Wilberfource.) It's where I got the name for the brother of Jason.
Thanks to: Adam, Alex, Andrew (from my college...GO DREW DREW!!! Delta Pi all the way baby!), Anthony, Austin, Bill, Billy, Bob, Brad, Brent, Brian, Chad, Chris, Christian, Cody, Craig, Curtis, Dale, Darren, Dave, David, Dennis, Dixie, Donald, Earl, Eric, Frank, Freddy, Gus, Ian, Jase, Jay, Jayson, Jerry, Jesse, Jim, Joe, John, Johnnie, Jordan, Jorge, Joseph, Josh, Keith, Kenneth, Keo, Lance, Mark, Matt (P), Matt (R), Mike, Nicky, Paul, Ryan, Stan, Steve, Terry, Tom, Tim, Toby, Todd, Tom, Tony, Trent, Warren, Wes, and of course...ZARAH. Well, she didn't really e-mail me, but I still love her. You rock chicky pie. Even if the Eminem and Justin story was freakyfied. I decided to put these names in alphabetical order as they were in my inbox. Less work, ya know. Just click, drag...copy paste...what the heck. Who cares? On to the story!
Chapter 10
The hot spray of the shower was like...well, I can't think of another term but aphrodisiac. I was getting so goddamned horny, it took all I could do to keep from jerking off. CHAZ HAD KISSED ME!!! He had touched me! We had proffessed our love for each other. Then...his mom said that it was shower time.
I showered with warp speed, not taking much time to savor the hot water, but...enough. I toweled off and wrapped a towel around my waist, grabbed my bag, and stepped out. Chaz was staring at the door when it opened. When he saw me...well. His eyes grew like quarters and they settled on my crotch. I raised an eyebrow and he tried to tear his gaze from me.
This shit was really turning me on. He stood up, and...for a moment, I was sure that he would rip the towel from my waist and make mad, passionate love to me. He somehow restrained himself, grabbed his own towel, and went in the bathroom. I shrugged and unwrapped my towel and pulled on my boxers and tee-shirt. I then got up and went over to his mirror to dry and brush my hair.
It's the curse of long hair, it takes forever to dry and if you don't brush it every night, you face the risk of a very nasty hair day. It's a lesson learned with time. Chaz had to have set a new record because I had just finished brushing my hair when he came out.
He looked like some sort of primitive greek god. His boyish muscles tensed and relaxed, almost unconciouslly. His flaxen hair was darkened just a tad by it's dampness. His body, a mixture of creamy white and blush colored red, alternated shades constantly. One patch of blush moved here, another there. His rosy nipples were tight little nubs, a mirror color of his lips.
His slim hips barely supported the suggestively low towel, baring his navel for the world to see. A thin strip of blonde traversed downward from his belly-button and drew the eye...well, you get the idea. His legs, pictures of perfection were covered in a heavy dusting of blonde, betraying that he was becoming more of a man than a boy.
I memorized every corner, every detail, every hair of his body. I would remember this forever. Then, as I drew my eyes up to meet his, the golden brows arched suggestively and turned around and opened a drawer. I was confused...he...well, he messed up my moment. I think I began to have a pouty look on my face. Well, anyway, he pulled out a pair of boxers and...oh god...he whipped the towel from around his waist!
I nearly creamed in my boxers as my cock sprang to attention and strained painfully agains the soft fabric. The twin snowy globes of his ass was enough to make any straight man drool, his thighs...well, let's just say they were built for one thing only. His Hips were nearly non-existant. And to further my forthcoming ejaculation, I think I could make out slight golden curls dusting the outermost region of his crack. Then, just as the glorious sight was exposed, it was gone...covered by the cruel fabric of Chaz's boxers.
"Dammit, Chaz, I was beginning to enjoy myself," I whined.
"Oh...you'll get to enjoy yourself all right," he said suggestively. He walked over and pulled me to him in the most interesting way.
We kissed again, longer, deeper, and with less urgencey, just raw hunger burning inside each of us. I pushed one of my hands up his shirt and began rubbing his tightening nips. The little buds were so hot under my hands. Chaz began to moan. I felt a lone hand slip in the elastic of my boxers.
His hand, heated with desire was pure torture. He would move in a broad semicircle around and inside my pubes, just brushing the source of my desire for him.
"Oh...god...Chaz!" I gasped as he tormented me beyond belief. He began to nuzzle my neck, licking my earlobe and flicking a daring tounge over my lips before moving to the other side. I was lost, I threw my head back and soaked in the feelings.
After five minutes of touching and kissing, we fell on the bed and stared at each other, basking in the glow of our own love. We lay there for I don't know how long. God in heaven, he was beautiful.
"Chaz, Jason," his mom yelled, "bedtime."
"I thought she'd never say that," said Chaz huskily. He got up and turned his bedside lamp on and his overhead light off. He then stood before me and in a slow and erotic manner, he took off his shirt. He let his arms linger upwards for a small moment, revealing the silky golden hairs that dusted his armpits.
He threw the shirt to the floor and stood there for a moment and hooked his fingers in the waistband of his boxers and pulled them slowly down. Oh GOD!
There, nestled in the sweetest-looking patch of blonde pubic hair, sat his sex. The flacid tube of it hung, slightly to the right about four inches. He had low hanging balls that were completely hairless. I tore my eyes away from his beatiful boyhood...no, manhood and looked in his eyes. They were on fire with passion.
The blue chips bored into mine and I followed suit. My cock instantly hardened as I pulled off my shirt. The chilly air, though electrified with tension caused my nipples to harden as well. Chaz raised a golden brow and stared at my crotch. I pulled my boxers down to reveal myself to my soon-to-be lover.
His own dick hardened until it was pointing toward the ceiling. He looked to be about seven or eight inches. I felt invariably small compared to him.
I had a sudden urge to cover my measily six and a half inches and worship him. He walked over to me and pulled me into a deep passionate kiss.
Our dicks rubbed against one another, heigtening the already unbearable sexual tension. We fell back to the bed and began to make out. Soon, I thought I would burst with desire. I moved my head down to his neck and began licking his jaw. I moved down furthur to his nipples, taking each fiery nub in my mouth with gusto.
Chaz ran his fingers through my hair and moaned loudly. He pushed me lightly to him. By now my cock was pumping precum all over Chaz's bed. After I had paid sufficient attention to his nips, I moved down to his "treasure trail". I wet the silky blonde hairs and tweaked them as I moved down his navel to his pubes.
He smelt so nice. Fresh, clean, with just a hint of male musk, enough to drive me wild. I bypassed his cock (not an easy task) and moved down to his muscular thighs. I licked the inside of each muscle bound leg right up to his balls, before I slipped back down. Pretty soon, he was trembeling with want. He actually wanted me!
Not being one to refuse, I moved to his balls and took one perfect nut in my mouth and tossed it on my tounge a bit. I was extremely careful with my teeth as I suckled and teased each of his family jewels. Chaz was moaning harder and I felt something we tand warm run down my cheek. It was his precum.
I was electrefied by it. I took it on my finger and licked it. It was like the nectar of the ancient gods. I relished it. Chaz sighed. The time of temptation was over, now came the fun part. Knowing that I couldn't possibly take his huge member in one gulp, I licked along the length of Chaz's love pole up to his silky pubes. My dick was throbbing uncontrollably.
I then took his cockhead, savoring the taste of his sweet pre-cum. He moaned very loudly and tightened his grip on my head. I slowly took him, inch by inch until he was all in my mouth. It took me a while to learn to breath through my nose, but then...well, if you've never had a cock in your mouth, you don't know the feeling it gives you. I had complete control over my lover. I could take him to the edge and pull him back, which I did several times...just barely.
"Oh God, Jason...Jesus, I love you," he would moan, "oh baby, you make...oh god...oh man.....uhhh do it!"
I wanted to make this last, to make it a memory for him as well as me. This was not cheap sex, this was lovemaking. After what had to be ten to fifteen minutes, after an aching jaw, I couldn't control my thirst for his cum any more. I buried my nose in his pubes, inhaled him and ran my tounge along his length. I think he screamed and grabbed my head.
"Pull off Jason, I'm...uh...gonna...oh Christ!" he whispered harshly as his balls contracted.
But I had no intention of pulling off. I pulled back a little and felt his hot boy-jizz fly in my mouth. It tasted so wonderful. I swallowed what I could, but the torrent came on and on. Eventually, it was running out of my mouth and all down my chest.
Chaz layed there, drained of all sexual energy, just staring at me with those blue eyes that I loved so much. Those blue eyes that mirrored mine. His face was laced with concentration, his hair was damp with effort. I kissed him, sharing his own cum with him, which he readily took.
"Yummy," I managed to croak. He grinned this grin at me that made my cock stir. He must have noticed it. He moved his hand down to it and encircled my shaft.
"You don't have too," I said.
"I want to so much," he whispered and kissed me.
He moved between my legs and proceeded to tease me as I had teased him. I had never knew true torture till now. He kissed my cock, ran his tounge along the length of it, then began to lick my balls. It was very frustrating.
Soon, though, he took me in his mouth. Oh, the feeling of his hot, warm mouth. It was heaven. I couldn't think. I couldn't talk. Nothing existed except me and him. He sucked, licked, and tasted me. I know that I was pumping enough precum in him to choke him (a weird body function of mine), but somehow he took it all.
It didn't take very long, he tried to stretch it out, but I couldn't take it. Soon, I felt my balls contract and my world began to spin.
"Oh...God...Chaz," I struggled out, "I'm...oh god..gonna...cummmmmmmm!"
I began to spurt into his mouth. I held his silky hair and rode my orgasm as I spurted. I don't think he took it all because when he came up to kiss me his chest was sticky with my cum. He kissed me and shared my cum with me as I had done with him. We layed there, both equally drained of sexual energy.
I managed to sneak another kiss and pull the covers over us as we two new young lovers fell into a blissful sleep in each other's arms...
End Chapter 10
This ends the story from Jason's perspective. The next ten chapters will be from Chaz's perspective. Then the story will...well, pause. I don't think that I'll end it for a long time. A couple of months after the twentieth chapter, maybe on the anniversary of the first, I will write a sequel. I already know how the story will end. Keep those comments coming in. wbharrell@hotmail.com