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Touching Part Five
I waited three days; each seemed to develop with more pain not being with Sam. I wanted to see him, but I knew I had to give it time for my plan to work. Finally, I headed back to see him after school. The afternoons were always busy at the clinic and no one seemed to notice me, I thought to myself that was just fine. I wanted to get into Sam's room without much notice anyway. I quietly entered the room and saw Sam sitting alone on the chair next to his bed. The room was almost dark. I reminded myself there was no need for light in Sam's life, but I hoped my plan would lighten his life like he needed. Standing next to him, he seemed to sense me.
"Who's there?" he said as he reached out towards me.
His hand waved, searching for an answer to his question. He found me and squeezed my dick through my jeans and he said, "Geez, Perv, you're hard already and I'm not even naked."
"Yet," I replied.
I moved forward, took him by the arms and brought him out of his chair.
"Perv, so you're back. No surprise, I knew you couldn't stay away too long without touching me. You are such a Perv. What are you doing?" he asked.
I pulled his shirt up and could see his navel and the fine hairs leading to below his boxers. I lifted his shirt up and pulled it over his head.
"What are you doing? You're not going to hurt me, are you?" he asked, a little frightened.
I gently pushed him back on the bed, picked his legs up and removed his shoes.
"Andrew, I know that's you. What are you going to do to me?" he asked in a small voice.
I pulled off his socks. "Andrew, answer me, what are we doing?"
I found his belt and released its clip. I pulled his zipper down.
"Andy?"
I pulled his jeans back and pushed them down passed the bottom edge of his boxers.
"Andy, answer me. What are you going to do to me? Andy please, just answer me."
I pulled his jeans off and away.
I hooked my thumbs in the edge of his boxers and maneuvered them off of him. He lay there naked.
"Andy, I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt you. Please talk to me. Tell me what we're doing. Andy?"
I took his cock and began to play with it; I fondled his balls and watched them roll over the edge of my fingers.
I could tell Sam was getting excited. He reached out for me and I pulled away.
"Andy that feels so good let me play with you."
"No," I said.
"What, come on Perv, I want some fun too," he begged.
"No, Sam, but let me tell you what I'm looking at. I love your curly hair, it's a prefect color of brown and it really makes your face look cute." I put my hand on his cheek and caressed him.
"I love your skin, it has a natural pink tone to it and that makes your little brown nipples really look sexy." I tweaked his nipples and he wiggled and laughed.
"I love your arms, with just the little hairs on the forearms and your upper arms are hairless until you get to under your arms." I tickled him there, he laughed again.
"I like the way the small line of hair travels from here," I placed my finger in his navel, "and goes all the way to here." I slipped my hand around the base of his dick.
"And I really like how your dick stands out so white against the darks hairs above it. I like your hairless balls too, they're so soft and warm, I could suck on them all night." I leaned down and took them into my mouth. I rolled them over my tongue.
"Oh my God, Andy, you're going to make me blow my load. Please take your clothes off. I want to be near you!" Sam was begging now.
"No, not until you can tell me what you see when you make love to me."
"What? You know I can't see. Why can't I have you, because I'm blind?"
"You're blind because you choose to be. So stay blind if you want, just don't plan on touching me anymore. Don't worry though I'm always going to be here and I'm always going to want to touch you. It will just be one way, that's all," I replied.
"You can't do that to me Perv, I want you, I want to do the things you're doing to me. Please! You can't do this to me!"
I said, "Sam, You're doing it to yourself. If you get the operation, you'll see me and touch me all you want. How's that sound?"
"What if is fails and I'm unable to see again, what then, will you leave me?" he asked.
"Never, I'll never leave you and if it fails, at least you've tried. And for that, you can touch me too. That's only fair," I replied.
"Fair bull, I'm the one who has to take the chance," he said.
"Yeah, but you won't be alone. I'll be here when you come out and I'll be here if you can see or not, but you have to try," I replied firmly.
Sam thought about it and to make sure he wanted what I wanted, I went down and took his dick into my mouth. My tongue moved along the head and as the shaft went deeper into my mouth, I heard him groan in pleasure. As I sucked, he said, "Okay, but can I play around a little?" he hoped.
"No, first the operation, then we play," I said.
"I hate you, you're such a Perv," he joked.
"Yeah... aren't you glad I am," I replied laughing.
"Yeah and I'm sorry I've been such a jerk. I just felt that I would probably lose you anyway, so why not take advantage of you. I wish I hadn't done that."
"I'm glad you did, I found myself, being with you, now I want you to look in my eyes and find yourself too."
I kissed him for the first time. I played with Sam and made him smile. Afterward I helped him dress and we when to find Doctor Scott.
**** So many questions, Doctor Scott had to be sure this is what Sam really wanted. I sat very close to him and we held hands under the desk. He continued to squeeze mine and his was moist and shook a little with each query. In the end, it was decided that Sam would go under the knife in two days. We both understood that there was a chance that he would never see again, that his life would continue in darkness and so I did my best to give him light through my touching and caressing.
He lay still and naked in the darkness the night before he was to be transferred to the hospital for surgery. I lay next to him in just my boxers. Sam kept pleading to let him touch me back. I wanted it so badly, but held to my decision that he could do what ever he wanted after the operation. But until then, I would provide all the effort. Well, it was more like enjoyment, I have to confess. Touching Sam was still new. Touching any boy was something I had not done until Sam. Now I was becoming quiet good at it as well as bringing him to completion without one scrape of the teeth. Sam loved that part and in truth, so did I. I loved his taste and the rubbery feeling of his dick in my mouth. I liked how my tongue could do laps around the crown of his cock, I loved the feeling of warm spurts and hearing him grunt thought the explosion. I guess I just loved Sam. That was new for me. Until then I had only loved myself and maybe my family. I had never known this feeling and I hope to never let it go.
I sat outside the operating room. Mom had written a note for me so I could skip school that day. I think she had figured it out. All I could talk about was Sam. I found a way to weave him into every sentence and he remained in every thought. Sam had taken over my life and I loved giving it to him. I had decided if he came out blind for life I would be his eyes, I would guide him and help him and do my best to make him happy. This was only fair because thanks to Sam I could now see. I could see who I was, what I wanted and why so much of my life had seemed empty. Sam had helped me and given more to me than I could ever possibly give in return. However I was determined to try... and happy to have the chance.
**** It was mid afternoon when Doctor Scott came to find me. I jumped up and ran to him as he walked into the room. His face was serious and I could feel my heart pumping in my chest.
"How did it go?" was all I could ask.
"Well Andrew, the nerve endings seemed in good shape, but we won't know for a while. It's really up to Sam. Sometimes it takes will to make things work. Sometimes we have to want it more than anything and I'm still not sure Sam is at that point, or ever will be. So there is still a very good chance he will never see again. You need to prepare for that if you intend to stay his friend."
"I don't care if he's always blind, Doctor Scott. I met him when he was blind and found someone I care about a lot. So if he's still blind, that's okay with me, he will always be my friend." Then I asked, "Can I see him yet?"
Doctor Scott smiled and said, "Of course. He's in room 417."
I thanked Doctor Scott and headed toward Sam's room, where he was resting. I quietly opened the door. And my heart broke. My eyes filled with moisture and I held my breath just looking at Sam. There he was, on the edge of his bed, in his darkened room, wearing a pair of dark glasses. I told myself to get use to it, this is what I had to look forward to and I had better be strong just because Sam needed me to be. I moved forward and Sam looked up.
"Please tell me that's you, Perv."
"It's me," I responded.
Sam held his arms out; I filled them and kissed him gently on his head. Sam's hands came up and he began to pull me forward; my knees rubbed against his bed. He gently maneuvered around my ears and ran his fingers through my hair. Back down they went to the top button of my shirt. He opened it and the others as he moved downward. He pushed my shirt from my shoulders and I let it slip off my back and fall to the floor. Again with the fingers, they were his eyes, and in their own way they examined me. Gently touching, always moving slowly across my warm skin. Moving always, ever downward. I stood knowing where this was heading, but I never stepped back or felt a need to move away.
Sam kept his eyes closed; his head moved a little from side to side, like he was using sonar or something. I loved his looks. I loved looking at his body. His legs hung over the bed and griped mine on each side of my body.
He was undoing my belt! His hands slid my zipper down. The snap pulled back and the jeans pushed downward. I wiggled to allow them to drop below my knees. I felt Sam's feet push them further and I slipped out of my shoes and stepped out of my jeans, like they were twin buckets. I felt the tiny hairs of his legs brushing against mine. His hand moved around my waist and he fiddled with the small hairs below my navel and traced them to the top of my briefs. "Still Fruit of the Loom?"
I laughed and replied, "Yeah."
He slipped his thumbs over the band and pulled the front of my briefs outward. He pulled the underwear away and pushed them down my legs. My dick sprang forward like a locked up coil. He smiled when he heard it slap my belly.
"Are you always hard, Perv?" he laughed.
"Always... around you," I replied.
His soft hand found me, wrapping gently around me, like electricity. Gosh, there isn't anything like it. Another hand around your dick, there isn't a comparison. He moved my skin upward and it ate the head of my dick, pulling back downward, exposing all that I had. It tickled to feel his hand brushing my pubes. Up again and down, again up and down, up and down. I closed my eyes, hoping to understand what he saw. It brought sparks and flashes. Then, like in a dream, I watched him bring his head towards me. I felt again the warmth of his lips and he tenderly took me in. I felt him wash me with the moisture of his mouth. I felt him move closer and take all of me and I was in heaven. I was in Sam and he was sucking me. I let it go and he swallowed all of my juices and licked me as he pulled back, looking up at me with a smile on his face like a young boy having ice cream for the first time. He said, "You really taste great, and you have a really cute dick, too."
"Thanks, I've never had anyone do that for me. I never want anyone else to do it but you. OK?" I said.
"Sure, you bet. I'll do that anytime, but you have to take your turn too. OK?"
I laughed and began to say, "Yeah..." when it hit me.
"Wait a minute. Did you say I had a really cute dick?"
Sam smiled as his head tilted up. He removed his dark glasses and he looked me in the eyes... And he said, "Yeah!"
The End