DISCLAIMER: ----------
The following story is a continuing work of fiction depicting a consensual sexual relationship between an adult male and a young male teen. Any similarities between the characters and someone in real life is purely coincidental. If you are under the age of 18, or do not approve of adult/youth relationships, or the subject matter is not legal in the area you reside, please do not read any further. The author welcomes any comments or constructive criticisms. Please direct your comments to: lmtdedition@hotmail.com
Authors Note: I would encourage you to read the first 5 parts before beginning Part 6, as this is an evolution of their story. Once again my thanks to those people who have written to me with words of appreciation and encouragment for your kind remarks. For RT.
"What A Wonderful World" - Part 6
Part 6 ------
Rarely does this happen to anyone. My senses clicked on all at once. I was wide awake, fully aware of everything around me, more rested from my sleep than I could ever remember. For years my body had just dragged itself out of slumber, almost forcing me to enter a new day. Now here I was laying aside Kevin, the glowing amber numbers of my alarm clock blinking a crisp 5:15 AM. The rosy hue of daybreak just beginning to transform the room from darkness into soft morning light. I was never more alert in my life.
I slowly turned my head to the left, my eyes traversing along Kevin's sleeping face. If not for the soft warm breath escaping his nostrils to difuse across my chest every 8 seconds or so, I would have panicked thinking he had died in my arms last night, so shallow and contented was his breathing. His warm body was curled along the full length of me, his left arm resting gently across my stomach, holding me like a young boy does his teddy bear, secure in its presence.
I began calculating backwards from the need to drop Kevin off at school at 8:15; past the drive time, the breakfast I was planning, thru the morning rituals to be performed in preparation for the day and finally arriving at the present. Normally I set the alarm for 7:00 AM, allowing for a grumbling snooze button re-set or two, when I fight off the dread to get up. 'What am I going to do for an hour and a half' I thought to myself, knowing full well that 6:45 AM had been the time Kevin had grudgingly agreed to set the alarm for. Two things crossed my mind. If I went back to sleep, enough fuel to launch the space shuttle couldn't blast me out of bed, and if I laid here any longer, the overwhelming desire to make love again would unfairly rob Kevin of his much needed rest.
Ever so slowly I inched myself away from Kevin, and stood beside the bed staring at my sleeping lover, intent in my focus to see if I had disturbed him in any way. For an instant I fought off the incredible urge to gather him once again in my own arms and gently kiss him awake, then gathered up my clothes from the pile on the floor, quietly slipped into the hallway and got dressed.
The lake had beckoned me, and as I closed the sliding door and crossed the deck into the crisp morning air, I could still feel Kevin's presence, even though we were, for the moment, apart. I sat on the same granite boulder that he had yesterday. Five generations of Langleys before him had found comfort and solitude in this spot. I watched a pair of mallard ducks slowly wigwagging their pin-tailed rears, as they set out across the two mile long calm waters in perfect unison together.
My mind drifted now, here among the tranquility of the early Indiana morning. Here beside the still waters, my grandfather had always called 'the Loch'. 'It's pretneer a half mile deep out there I reckon' I recalled him saying to me once when I was just a child, and had asked him why he called it 'the Loch'. It was the name his Scottish Grandmother had called the lake. 'Least wise for as long as he could remember' he had explained. She had grown up besides the great Loch Ness and the cold clear waters of this lake had reminded her of home, I had learned. 'What a rich history my immigrant family had here' I thought. What a love for home and family! And now this was no longer just mine. It was ours, Kevins and mine. For the next half hour, I relived the special moments of my lifetime here. But most of all, the special hours with Kevin. For it was he who had brought love back to this spot, and I sighed with deep gratitude having been blessed with him in my life.
Suddenly I felt a gentle tugging at my senses. I slowly raised my head and turned towards the house, and there was Kevin, leaning silently against a giant old-growth oak, his arms wrapped around himself. His hands were buried in the warm recess of his arm pits helping to ward off the chill in the air. His deep brown eyes met mine, a loving soft smile on his face, as we silently communicated our love to each other over the ten yards that separated us.
"I knew I would find you here", he said, as I slipped down from the giant boulder and wrapped my arms around him, the security of our embrace once again reuniting us.
"How long have you been standing there?" I asked, brushing the brown curls away from his forehead and kissing his brow tenderly. "I'm sorry if I woke you Kevin", I said.
"Maybe five minutes minutes is all" he answered, pulling me closer and pecking at each of my cheeks. "I got this really weird feeling that you were not next to me in bed, and knew without even opening my eyes that you were up and away" he continued. "So I jumped out of bed and looked out the window and saw you sitting down here and here I am" he laughed tenderly pressing his lips to mine. "I sure wish today was a holiday and we could stay home", he said, as we turned together and faced the lake, his arm around my waist
"Me to kiddo", but we are so lucky to have been able to be here together at all right now" I reminded him. For the next few minutes we just took in the view. He asked if I had seen the deer again; whether I slept ok with him so close to me all night. I shared with him the story of my great great grandmothers calling the lake a 'Loch' and we traded soft lovers kisses and then slowly walked arm in arm back to the warmth of the house.
"Geesh, it's still only six o'clock" he said, as I exited the guest bath and entered the kitchen. "What's for breakfast" I teased melodramatically, scanning the stove and sniffing at the air for some sign of nourishment.
"Coffee, tea or me?" he replied, turning and jutting his young hips out and wiggling them directly in my face, then side stepping my attempts to swat his rear, all the while giggling and prancing around like a colt.
"Actually some hot chocolate sounds good to me right now....want some?" I asked, as I rummaged through the cupboard, and grabbed the Nestle's instant. "I usually don't have a heavy breakfast" I said. I try to keep my calories down, but I can fix you whatever you want Kevin".
"Cocoa is great, and I mostly just have cereal and toast myself. I try to get all the 'carbo's' at lunch for swim practice later on", he said. "I'd like some orange juice too if there is any left" he said, opening the refrig- erator and doing an inventory, finally extracting the milk and the half full carton of juice.
"Cereal is in the cupboard on your right" I pointed out, "and I'll fix the toast and we'll be all set", I said. It was a wonderful feeling to be here and sharing these simple tasks. Every once in a while, we found ourselves just smiling knowingly at each other. Enjoying the moment, inwardly at peace with what we were sharing.....just being with one another. You want a definition of secure contentment. Just seeing the youthful tender smile on Kevin's face. That would be it. Breakfast finished and the dishes tucked away in the washer, we headed back upstairs to prepare for the day.
Now I don't want to give you the impression that the newness had worn off as far as stripping and getting ready for the shower. For some reason, we both were matter-of-fact about shucking our clothes once again. Without even discussing it, we jointly stepped under the soothing spray and began to wash. I guess you could describe it as a 'comfort zone', everything at the right place and appropriate time. That is how it was. We both knew we had things to get done and had to get ready for the day.
If anyone has grabbed you when you weren't expecting it, then you know that charge your body sends, as it jerks in a defensive reaction. Well, that is just what happened as I stood there with my eyes closed, my hair full of shampoo and my hands vigrously lathering my scalp. It seems that was the moment Kevin decided I looked inviting to him. "Whuuhh...whap...thud", the sound of my shoulders and head smacking the wall resonated as my startled body jerked at the moment Kevin's hand closed around my flaccid penis. For an instant I knew how Joe Frazier must have felt when Muhamad Ali pummeled his head senseless.
"Oh god, I'm sorry...I'm sorry.. I'm so sorry Mason", he gushed as I cleared the cobwebs from my head trying to rinse the stinging soap out of my eyes. I began laughing as he held his arms around me. You know how a fighter does in a clinch, my arms trapped against my side preventing the retaliatory strike. He sensed instantly I was ok, but his reaction was to still hold to me tightly in continuing attempts to show me he had meant me no harm. "You just looked so sexy, and I wanted you" he giggled taking advantage of the embrace and kissing me tenderly now, while using his hand gently on the back of my head to be sure it was still shaped as god had intended it to be.
Now who was I to argue with logic like that! A week ago I would have gone ten rounds and the worst beating of my life from the likes of Ali, just to stand naked in a shower with with someone like Kevin. Now here we were lovers, and the silky smooth arms that held me close had long since stopped the pain in my head. From laughter to love, to lust all in one fluid thought. Our lips parted and our tongues forayed. My arms slid around his slippery backside and held him tightly.
The 'space-time-continuum', that's what the 'trekies' call it. This was our space, our time and the ever growing love between us was calling us to one another once again. My hands slid slowly down across his lower pubescent belly, its slightly distended form illustrative of the three bowls of cereal and multitude of toast he had just consumed. I laughed to myself thinking how he had voraciously devoured the breakfast which now languished just beneath my hand. My fingers trickled through his dark brown, water- drenched pubic hairs, little circular ringlets matted against his youthful body; tiny twin waterfalls cascading from them on both sides of his glorious cock, and then down his long swimmers legs.
I gazed at him lovingly, his eyes closed, the luxuriant long mocha-brown lashes fluttering with the passion rising within him. Soothing waters splayed across his face, tiny streams flowed from his delicate, high rounded cheek bones, aglow with the crimson blush of youth. Dozens of tiny rivers caressed his skin, gravity pulling them from his earlobes, his lashes, and those incredibly supple, cherry-hued lips.
He sighed as my fingers closed around the slender shaft of his swollen penis, and a muffled moan escaped between our lips as his tongue found mine. His breath smelled of oranges, and chocolate, and was like the nectar of the gods to my senses. His hand found my own pulsating cock, an urgent need within him evident in the compelling way he was tugging my flesh. The desire to envelope each other caused us to lurch forward, pressing our bodies ever closer now. Our arms encircled each other, our groins enmeshed, two turgid cocks dueling in unison in their quest for fulfillment.
Our mouths opened, lips parted, each seeking the hot fleshy essence of the others probing tongue. Our arms slid downward across each others backs, kneading and pressing. His skin was so warm, so soft to my caress. My hands found the taught rounded globes of his firm ass. Again and again my hands rotated over the quivering mounds savoring their rich texture. His hands began their mirroring circular motions on my cheeks, then pulled us ever tighter as our groins began rhythmic thrustings seeking orgasmic relief. The confines of the stall resonated with the passionate moans that now escaped our throats. The water pounded our bodies, and drove us further into a realm of euphoria. Faster and faster we ground into each other now.
No longer were we in control, some mystical primordial force was tearing the nerves from their roots, shockwaves of tingling ecstasy began shaking every fibre in our flesh. Kevin rocked violently, then jerked into a rigid mass, a tremendous gasp was wrenched from his throat, his head recoiled and he began to scream. In an instant I dropped to my knees, as his cock began to spasm. The first searing white spear of rich youthful boy-cream hit my lips, as I struggled desparately to prevent him from collapsing away. The second burst shot powerfully to the back of my throat as my mouth closed around his hot fleshy shaft. Unbriddled groans accompanied the profuse urethral ejections of his rich sperm. He doubled over me, clutching what ever he could hold onto, as the profuse emissions jettisoned into my mouth. The sweetness of his youthful seed filled my senses. This chalky white nurturing flow of Kevin's genetic gifts pushed me to the brink of carnal ecstasy.
Then the tidal wave hit! Without warning, as I suckled the last of his ejecta, swallowing all he expelled, the orgasm seized me. My cock erupted, bobbing freely up and down as each stream of semen rocketed into the space between our legs, splattering wildly across Kevins lower thighs. I clutched his buttocks for support and his cock slid entirely down my throat. I shuddered continously while my cum spewed forth, draining the lifeforce from within me in one final burst. Kevins hands reached under my armpits and pulled me to my feet. We just held each other as the nerves found stability once again, and we tenderly embraced.
"Oh wow!" was all I could utter as our eyes met, a wide grin on his face.
"Awesome, huh?" he beamed, then kissed me tenderly and said "I love you!"
"I love you to Kevin" I said, looking deep into his eyes. "And I always will" I assured him, reluctantly separating again. "We better hurry now, or we'll be late" I insisted. There was a unique and simple oneness to us now, as we routinely finished our morning tasks, and I watched kevin pulling his clothes from the duffel bag he had brought. I think my mind had become a camera, for as he dressed, little snapshots of him were taken and archived. Kevin doing this...Kevin doing that..oh how I loved him so.
It was 7:45AM as we piled into Alfie (Kevin's choice) and the grrrrr of the British engine reverberated around the garage as we exited. The warm sunshine burst upon our faces as we drove down the lane and headed for school. "What time will you be at the club?" he asked as I hit the onramp to I-465.
"I should be there between 5:30 and 6:00 PM, unless something unforseen comes up", I replied. "Oh, and I'll call your mom when I get into the office, just to let her know you made it to school ok" I said. "I'll tell her I will be bringing you home after you practice your swimming too" I added.
"Bringing me to which home?" he grinned devilishly, "I know...I know" he laughed, answering his own question. "But at least we can be together in about ten hours" he said reaching over and twisting my wrist so he could calculate the time. 'Hmmmmm...no watch...might be an idea for his upcoming birthday' I thought.
"Wish I could kiss you goodbye" he said his fawn brown eyes meeting mine, as I pulled into the curb in front of 'Converse Academy'.
"Me too you" I managed, while gently removing his hand from my thigh. "We will hold to our agreement though" I reminded, smiling reasuringly to him. He vaulted out of the Alpha, not bothering to open the door. Then slung his book bag over one shoulder, grasped his athletic bag and stepped away from the curb. He was a picture of confidence standing there. Again my minds eye clicked away, while our own eyes said and did what we knew we could not do in reality. "See you soon, kiddo", I said as I pulled away. I turned the corner and slowed looking back to where he had been. He was still standing there watching me, one hand in the air in a final farewell as the buildings between us erased our view.
"You seem particularly cheerful for a Monday morning Mr. Langley" my secretaray Sarah Jameson said, as I had alternately greeted everyone entering the offices. "Must have been a fun filled weekend?" she asked searching my face for a response.
"Indeed it was, thanks" I smiled, taking the pink message slips from her hand and pausing to review them. "Williams or Roderick in yet?" I asked. knowing we had a partners meeting at 9:30. "I need to make a few calls I see" sorting through the papers for call back requests.
"Williams yes, Roderick no, and of course North is still in Europe" she said, as I thanked her and closed the door to my office and laid my briefcase on my desk. 'First things first' I thought as I found Maggs number and made the promised call. A brief nervousness returned as I realized once again that this was my lovers mother I was calling.
"Tyler's residence, Maggs speaking" I heard the now familiar and friendly voice say.
"Hi Maggs, it's Mason", I answered. "I just got to the office from dropping Kevin off at school" I said. "I promised him I would call you first thing to let you know he was fine and he made it on time" I went on.
"Hey that's great Mason", she said cheerfully. "But I know he didn't tell you to call", she laughed. 'How does she do that?' I thought to myself. "He's pretty independant, or was until now", she teased. "But it's wonderful to hear from you and to know you wanted to let me know" she assured me. "Listen, Mason....I'd like to talk to you again in the next few days, if you can find some time? she asked. For an instant that anxiety returned, but vanished when she told me that she wanted to plan something special for Kevin's 16th birthday and would "absolutely not do anything now without including me".
"I'd be honored, can I take you to lunch tomorrow or Wednesday"? I asked.
"Well, you do know about Kevin's swim meet on Thursday" she replied. I am taking the day off for that, why don't we meet for lunch then and we can go to the meet together?" she suggested. "That is if you don't mind sitting with 'the old lady', she roared. "Actually that will be a good way for you to be introduced to the people there", she said. I knew instantly that she had once again been ahead of me in her thoughts. She wanted both Kevin and I to be around each other in a natural manner, and was more concerned for us than for herself. She was intent on making everything perfect for her son....for our Kevin.
"That's sounds great, would 12:00 noon be ok to pick you up", I asked.
"Perfect Mason", and bring casual clothes, it can get wet around a bunch of dripping boys", she laughed. "Did you two get along alright last night?" she asked, with a hesitating afterthought. I could tell from her voice that she just wanted some reasurrance that she had done the right thing.
"Maggs, I can't thank you enough for your love and understanding", I said. "Yes, we got along just fine" I assured her, a lump forming in my throat. "And I'll be dropping him off right after swim practice at the club this evening" I informed her, doing all that I could to let her know that I understood last night was a one-time special event.
"Well, great Mason, I'll see you Thursday at noon then, and Mason..... I really am glad you found each other", she said softly. "Thanks again for the call".
As we said our goodbyes, I sat there once again in deep thought. How grateful I was for her support. How lucky Kevin was to have such a wonderful mother. I truly hoped that she and Craig would decide to get married. They were perfect for each other.
For the first time in weeks, the day went as planned. A financial review during the partners meeting ensured a very large bonus would be coming by the end of the week for the 2nd quarter. One of my major litigations was settled out of court resulting in a handsome return to the firm. Things had never been better in my life, and I had to keep reminding myself this was all real. But what made the day most special as the afternoon hours wound down, was the reality of seeing Kevin again. I was glad for the busy day, as I missed him terribly.
My eyes were on rapid search-scan as I entered the locker room at the club. If Kevin was in there or in the pool, my heart was racing just to see his face once again. Only three other people were there. An old retired accounting friend, Bob Stewart, who was just finishing dressing, obviously getting ready to leave; and two young boys of about 13, standing nervously in a corner, their wet bodies shivering, goose bumps all over their hairless skin. They both had their fingers intermingled in one clench fist held tightly to their own chests, their teeth chattering from the cold. As they stood there shaking, they were stealing furtive glances at Bob and then towards me.
I knew instantly what the score was. They were waiting for him to leave, and for me to change and exit too. They knew they would be snaking those tight royal blue speedo's off and getting under the warmth of the shower, just as soon as we were gone, and didn't want to be embarassed by being observed by an adult male. I chuckled to myself, thinking how many times I had acted that very same way when my father had brought me here as young lad. I'd rather die than expose my minature cocklet to the eyes of an older man. But I also remembered what an adrenelin rush I always got as I stole glances at the mature organs of the men I observed. More than once, I had to sit rapidly down on the bench and draw my crotch tightly together, in order to protect my secret.
I was down to my underwear as Bob said "Goodnight Mason", and walked out the door. I could feel the two sets of eyes settling on my body, as I slid my briefs off, and reached for my suit. I had no intention of 'putting on a show' as my thoughts were still all on Kevin, yet I knew in a way that boys of this age had a natural curiosity about the bodies of other males, so I made no attempt to turn away modestly and hesitated for a brief moment, knowing that if they were looking they would somehow appreciate that. I slipped my boxer suit on, my peripheral vison making contact with the approaching boys.
"Are you Mason Langley?" the seemingly older of the two asked, his green eyes flashing like deep emeralds as he searched my face for a reply.
"Yes, I am", I answered. Knowing at once that they no doubt were two young team mates of Kevin's, my trained eye recognizing the Academy crest embroidered near the left legband on their speedos.
"Your Kevin's friend then" the platinum blonde boy said, his pubescent voice cracking as it tried to find a mature platform from which to speak. "He said you are Awesome.....I mean an awesome swimmer" he gushed, his face flushing red, his obvious self realization at what he had just said. The other boy giggled nervously holding his hands in front of his crotch in the time worn tradition of all boys afraid to have their privates observed so close.
"Well, thanks for the compliment, we are supposed to meet here, have you seen him?" I asked.
"He's out in the pool doing laps", the older boy said. "My names Jonn Smith and this is Corey Wells, he gestured with his head to his wide eyed friend, and extended his hand for me to shake.
"Hmmm John Smith", I mused....then he cut me off.
"Not like the Pocahontas thingy, mines Jonn with two Nnnnn's he enunciated, clearly use to being subjected to the analogies here.
"It's nice to meet you guys" I said, exchanging handshakes with first Jonn and then Corey.
"Hopefully I will see you both at the meet on Thursday" I said. "I better not keep Kevin waiting then, you guys look like you could use a warm shower" I grinned. "Thanks for introducing yourselves. I'll tell Kevin you found me then", and I turned and left the attractive young boys to their needs and headed for the pool.
No sooner than I had pulled the glass door open and entered the pool room, than I heard my young lovers voice calling me.
"Mason, Mason" he yelled excitedly, pulling himself gracefully from the water and running into my arms. I was grateful for the few seconds between the time he yelled and the time he wrapped his body around me to see that we were alone. I hugged him quickly and gave him a fast kiss and separated us long enough to remind him we were still in a public place. He was radiant....just beeming from ear to ear. You would have thought he had just won an olympic gold medal as his animated actions and flashing brown eyes just oozed with enthusiasm.
"I've got it, I've got it" he blurted, his face glowing.
"Got what?" I asked, placing my hands on each of his shoulders trying slow my jumping bean down.
"The name, the name" he said, once again starting to bounce, his eyes more radiant than ever.
"What name?" I asked, taking his hand and leading him over to a chaise lounge and pulling him down beside me. "What are you talking about?" I said. I could feel my heart being absorbed now, expectant in learning what this was all about.
"The lake, the house.....the NAME for everything he belowed, looking at me like I was nowhere in tune with the world. "You remember, last night when we were driving home and you told me how you had been thinking about a name for the acreage, and how you wanted it to have meaning for both of us"? he asked, his eager words just flowing now. I nodded in understanding. "Well, I was thinking hard all day about that, even old lady Bangert had to ask me a question twice in English Lit class to get me to pay attention to her. The whole damn class was laughing at me Mason, like my mind had taken a trip to the Himalaya's or something", he groaned, rolling his eyes back in his head in mock contempt.
"Between thinking about you and me and the name, I don't think I learned anything today, but who cares" he grinned. "So I got here about two hours ago and was just doing slow laps and thinking about us, feeling the water all around me and thinking about home and all of your family that had lived there all those years, and just like that....WHAM!!, it hit me like a ton of bricks" he said, while slapping his forehead with his open palm to illustrate his point. I could see he was reliving the entire day and thought process which only served to heighten my desires for him to get to the end.
I had never in my life seen anyone so caught up in somthing that so totally consumed them like this one event was controlling Kevin. Now the suspense was killing me. "The name Kevin, what is it.... what will it be then?" I asked, my eyes riveted on his glowing face.
"Loch Haven", he tenderly said, looking deep into my eyes searching for my first reaction. 'Loch Haven', my mind opened up like the gates of heaven, total joy and understanding rushing in. He could tell by the smile mixed with the swelling tears of pride now forming in the corners of my eyes, that this was the perfect name for our home. I knew immediately what it would mean to me, but I wanted more than anything for him to tell me what made him choose this for us. He sensed he should continue.
"The 'loch' is what your great great grandmother always called the lake and your whole family did too" he said. "And that came to me first as I was swimming", he went on. "I just knew it had to be something with that in it, to honor all of them" he said. "But I wanted to find something that had special meaning for us....something that might have a double meaning...that no one else but you and I would know" he smiled tenderly, taking my hand and squeezing it softly. "A place where we would always be safe, a place that we could always be together, a safe haven Mason.... LOCH HAVEN!!!
I wouldn't have cared if we were standing at the pitchers mound at Wrigley field, with thousands of fans looking on. I pulled him to me, gathering this gentle loving soul into my arms, feeling the tears streaming down my face. His tears flowed freely too, a silent act of unifying love. Our lips met and we wept joyously, openly, a testament to what this truly meant to us. "There isn't a more wonderful name in the world, thank you it's perfect Kevin" I whispered in his ear. "Loch Haven, our home".
"Yaahhooooo!" he screamed, the sound bouncing from wall to wall as he ran, jumped and soared through the air, his graceful legs trailing him as his body knifed into the pool. He came springing out of the water with such force, for a moment he almost appeared to be standing on the top. "Come on Mason" he shouted, his entreaties pulling me to the soothing waters.
We celebrated like two young spring bucks, cavorting around the African plane. Racing and dunking, splashing and chasing each other for the next half hour. I was grateful he had the time before my arrival to practice for the meet. This was our time to enjoy each other without a purpose, other than to bask in the joy that we shared.
"No monkey business", I said as we dropped our suits on the worn wooden benches in front of our lockers and entered the showers. Even though we stood there alone as we had once before, it had to be made clear that there was a time and a place for us, and it certainly couldn't be here. His face pouted for a milisecond, he already knew it was coming. Still in all he occasionaly played a game of boyish grab ass, trying to test my patience and will.
"Think you will be ready for Thursday" I asked, as we settled into 'alfie' for the ride to his house.
"Gonna kick ass and take names", he laughed as he threw his arms into the air, the wind whipping his hair into a tangled mass of curls as we sped down the street. His boundless energey was infectious and I found myself hollering "Damn Straight!"
"Dear boys, super is in the fridge, Kevin you know the drill. Craig and I are catching a late movie, but you be in bed by 10:30 Kev, preferably by yourself . The big meet is coming, so get some rest. I'll see you in the morning before you go to school. Make yourself at home Mason, what's mine is yours now too. Love,
Maggs
We both stood there side by side, reading her note. "Kewl, huh?" Kevin uttered jerking my briefs from behind giving me a giant wedgie, then scrambling out of reach and opening the regrigerator. "Yummy, he said dropping a Lasagna Caserole which must have weighed 35 pounds on the counter top. "Maggs and her carbo's" he laughed digging 'T-Rex' sized portions out of the center, leaving a gaping sink hole behind. "I'll just 'nuke' this while you set the table" he said matter-of-factly, knowing full well I would open every cupboard door until I found what we needed. I tried to nonchalantly extract the hem of my underwear from the crack of my ass, and we settled down to consume every last bite.
"Doesn't say anything about not being together in bed up until 10:30" he grinned lecherously, while he wagged Maggs' note in my face. "Before you ask, my homework is all done, 7th period Study hall takes care of that" he smirked, answering my question before it was asked. "Surely you won't leave me to my own devices, he teased feigning a mock jack-off motion in front of his groin.
"Boy, you are a bit randy all of a sudden" I grinned. "Are you sure you're the same Kevin I dropped off at school this morning and not his evil twin brother?" I asked, grabbing the wet dish cloth and snapping menacingly at his crotch. Then our eyes met, collected the rising need that swelled from within. He silently took my hand and led me into his room, closed the door, locked it instinctively and pulled me to him.
"Make love with me Mason, I need you so much" he said, as he clung to me now. We had come so far in so short a time, yet as we removed each others clothes, gently kissing and caressing one another, the reality of that the wonderful newness would never escape us. Each moment was a rebirth, a renewing of silent vows.....of utter devotion. But we were still discovering, still exploring the special hidden erogenous zones that were scattered throughout our souls.
There was no need to speak, to communicate our desire. No words to invade the quiet solitude. Only the soothing warmth of each others bodies as we lay upon the freshly laundered sheets, tenderly teasing each others flesh. While the needed release was not close at hand, the expectancy of it eventually overpowering us was ever present in our minds.
It was so peaceful, so quiet here in his arms. We petted and brushed our lips across one another, so softly, it seemed as if only fine breath itself was holding us together. It was a time when you lost count of the hundreds of tiny kisses, that found there way across each others face. He smelled faintly of ivory soap, his hair soft as spun silk as my fingers toyed with the curls. These are the special times, the ones you want to memorize, saving yesterdays nostalgia for times of hiding...for times of reflection when you cannot hold your lover in your arms. This was the time at days end, when you bring a finality to your toils, and savor the flavor of your lover, knowing you will sleep securely in each others arms.
Please dear friends, cuddle with your lover, gather him to yourself. Show him that the deep ache you feel is because he awakens within you a passion for life. The peace that passes all understanding from the sheer joy they bring into your soul. As 'sweet baby James' always says: 'Shower the people you love with love, show them the way that you feel.' 'Things will be a whole lot better if you only will'.
Slowly the yearning meld began, a soft moan growing louder, a caress stronger, the rhythmic swill of the groin, bringing a salacious response, each action rising just above the prior one, adding momentum to the love that slowly builds to lust. There isn't a line that is crossed over when two lovers make love, the giving is taken and that which is taken returned.
I moaned deeply as the firm slender shaft of Kevin's youthful cock slid deeply inside me. Seconds passed as he lay on top of me, my legs surounding his tiny waist. Already a sense of weightlessness reached my mind as we drifted to new heights, his warm body resting fully on my chest. He clung to me, the only movement we felt was as he tightened his groin muscles, making his cock jump in the velvet channel that encased him within me. He was manually stimulating me, with short quick throbbing pulsations. Each time he contracted, I answered by sqeezing his shaft tightly by clenching my anal muscles. The sensation was electrifying.
We passed over the crest, as his body began its coital thrust, naked desire seizing control as he began to piston into my hole. His hard penis became the cathexis that urged us forward, driving us to new heights. He ground his groin each time he buried his shaft to the hilt. My brain ached each time he dragged his cock across my prostate, my own distended cock, twitching and releasing nocturnal emissions. The desparation set in. His back was arched, his head thrown back and I sucked hungrily at his slender throat, the salty flesh driving me out of my sanity.
Raw hunger to satisfy and be satisfied, released and fulfilled took hold of us now. We were caught in the throes of enertia, a force more powerful than life itself. Pain and pleasure, sanity and madness gripped us, as the urgent pounding rose ever higher. Suddenly the quivering shudders began. Like a distant siren, the orgasmic wail began in earnest. The brisance of explosive expulsions, as he slammed within me one last time, and his body locked up. My balls tightened , my cock swelled; every inch of my skin crawled in a nerve shattering manifestation of the rapture which overtook me now. His hands dug into my scalp and he held on to my hair as his cock jettisoned its payload. His body lurched time and time again as the lactescent creamy boy milk filled my bowels.
My body left the bed. It left the room and soared, exploding with torrents of my sperm, a ceaseless flow of hot ejaculate cascading between us, the rich emoliant effusing across our stomachs being massaged deeply into our pores. We held to each other in silent desparation as the intensity subsided. Ever so slowly sanity returned, along with the soothing peace. We rolled to our sides, his now flaccid penis slowly pulling free. We kissed and renewed promises of undying devotion and once again 'listened to the warm'.
His alarm clock read 10:30 PM and I cermoniously sprang from the bed. He laughed endlessley as I explained that I would not be found breaking Maggs rules. He toyed with me now, hiding my underwear, then my socks as I attempted to dress. He stood naked next to me as I finally managed to be 'presentable' again. I knew he would be this way as I would leave him. Knew he would slide still naked into our love bed, and wake in the morning with the scent of our love making to greet a new day.
The longing took hold of us both. He not wanting me to leave, and I not wanting to go. We tried at least a half dozen times to find a way to part, each time returning for a last desparate kiss, and the reassurance that we would be together again at the club in less than 24 hours. I could see in his eyes the pleading desire to go home with me, yet the knowing realization that one day our time would come. With a final lingering gentle kiss I told him I loved him, then slipt quietly into the night.
The only thing I remember about the drive home, was the moments when I would bring my hands and fingers to my nostrils and inhale the musk of his youth that remained. I vowed to keep that memory close to me, to help me through the lonely night.
As 'Alphie' and I turned from the highway, the security light of the house glowed in the distance. I stopped the car, brought myself upright in my seat, and me eyes swept the panoramic view, bathed in the full Harvest moonlight. 'This IS our LOCH HAVEN' I cried and tears once again filled my eyes.
An overwhelming sense of selfish loneliness overtook me as I entered the empty house. This was our haven, and with Kevin absent, it just didn't feel the same. I Hit the CD player and climbed the stairs to my bed. 'Perhaps I can find solace with our friend' I thought as my head hit the pillows, the scent of Kevin still lingering there. As my eyes closed, visions of his angelic face spread across my mind. Once again I turned to my sleep, with the melody flowing, and I said to myself, 'What A Wonderful World'!!
End Part 6
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