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This story is a work of fiction and only the Characters of Andy and Terry are based on real individuals. All others are fictional characters and any resemblance to anyone living, dead or not yet born are purely accidental.
The Author retains all rights. Copyright 2000. Story written by Andrew Simon van Ryan.
Where no one owns the Rain.....
by Andrew Simon van Ryan
Copyright 2000. All Rights Reserved
Part Seven ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ DATELINE: LONDON (Oct. 18, 2000) - Worldwide, more people than ever are being subjected to beatings, rape, electric shock and other forms of torture, Amnesty International said Wednesday.The human rights organization said it had found evidence of such practices in more than150 countries, including Britain and the United States.
''Torture occurs in democracies on a daily basis, on a routine basis,'' Amnesty secretary-general Pierre Sane said at a news conference in London. And, he added, ''it's on the increase.''
The organization studied cases of torture ranging from the rape and mutilation of civilians in Sierra Leone to the use of electric ''stun guns'' on prisoners in the United States. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
We talked a bit more, then Noah and Gabriel excused themselves. Now that we were alone, I turned my attention to Ezekiel.
"I'm sorry about your Mother." I said. This was all that was needed to burst the dam behind his eyes. He hung his head and began weeping. I moved next to him and wrapped him in my arms. He laid his head over, resting it against my chest. I immediately recalled how Terry had rested his head against my chest every night we were together, until the Relocators came and arrested us, before he'd been murdered by Conners insanity. I began to sob, holding Zeke tighter. The two of us remained holding one another and mourning our losses for a very long time. I stopped crying first, still holding him to me. When Zekes tears began to dry, he looked up at me with his red edged eyes and barely whispered.
"Thanks.."
Zeke started to let his head drop again, but I placed my hand beneath his chin and raised it up. As he stared into my eyes I felt a connection take hold between us. I moved in slowly and kissed him. A soft gentle loving kiss. He responded with a sigh and kissed me back, firmly and sweetly. His response made emotions within me flutter to life.
I kissed him again, more aggressively. He wrapped both arms around me, pulling closer. Instinctively, my mouth opened to allow his tongue and mine to meet. He made a small sound, letting me know his desire was heating up. I began kissing his lips, his face and his neck, all the while he sighed deeply. My hands found their way under his T-shirt and I began feeling and gripping his young firm flesh. He responded in kind, his hands slipping inside my loosely fitting T-shirt. I put one hand to the back of his head and kissed his lips aggressively now. The heat was building inside me. Soon it would become a raging fire.
Ezekiel suddenly pulled me down and we collapsed onto his bed. As I rolled over on top of him, his eyes met mine. We stared, both panting deeply.
"Should we wait?" He asked in a half whisper.
"We can't." I responded. "There isn't time to wait."
He replied by kissing me, hard and grinding his hips against mine. I began pulling at his shirt, lifting it over his head and off in a near frenzy. Zeke had my shirt on the floor in one swift move before reaching for my shorts. He had them off me in a flash, exposing my now erect member. I dealt swiftly with his remaining clothes, revealing a beautifully formed, suntanned body and his stiff young cock. Our naked bodies rubbed and slid together as we kissed heatedly.
"Andy!" He whispered in my ear as my hands slid across his smooth firm skin. I kissed his neck repeatedly and could feel him tense.
"Oh god, Zeke. I need you!" I said softly.
He reacted by pressing his lips against mine once again and grabbing my ass cheeks with his powerful hands. He held me against him as he squirmed with excitement. Zeke suddenly rolled us over, holding me down as his lips began to trace the curve of my neck to my shoulder. Across my collarbone to the center, he ran his tongue. Kissing lower in small gradual movements, he reached the center of my chest before darting over to one nipple. His tongue circled it repeatedly as it hardened. Then, he quickly moved to the other, repeating the act of arousal. I sighed gently as he began his decent across my flat stomach. I began twitching as he kissed and licked at me. Reaching my navel he paused. Circling it and then darting into it with his tongue, he made me quiver. When he found the very fine line of soft velvet like hairs that sprouted invisibly under my navel, he began to follow them downward, inching his way so slowly the anticipation became nearly painful to me.
I was beginning to moan as his lips found the base of my steeled shaft. I felt a sudden desire take hold and I whispered to him.
"Turn around. I want you, too." I said to him.
Ezekiel quickly moved his position without ever taking his tongue away from the base of my cock. He dropped back onto the bed and his beautiful rigid flesh wagged in the air before my eyes. His stiffened rod was much as my own, nearly identical in it's length and thickness. The difference was his pubic patch. It was blondish brown and slightly trimmed, my own was heavily trimmed and reddish blonde. Taking his waving pole in my hand, I heard him groan. As I opened my mouth to extend my tongue, I felt him slip his lips over just the head of my turgid flesh. I gasped softly, then guided the swollen head of his cock into my anxious mouth. The taste of his warm, stiffened pole was overwhelming. I sucked and licked at it, tasting his slippery pre cum and wanting at it's flavor. I felt like a man starved, needing for a feast of satisfaction.
He now began to ride his lips firmly up and down the length of my throbbing spike. I felt myself tighten and relax, tighten and relax as his mouth kept its firm grip while he repeated the motion over and over.
I sucked him into my mouth as far as I could before sliding him out as far as possible without letting go. I could feel his body trembling as I held him with one arm. With the other free hand, I reached for his balls. They were contracted and full. I knew his seed would soon fill my mouth with is potent flavor, satisfying my sexual hunger. The anticipation fueled my labor and I began to work at his treasure with a near frenzy. He responded by increasing his speed to a fervored pitch, bringing me ever closer to spewing the treat he desired to taste.
Announced by a sudden, surprised moan, Zekes body began to shake and shudder wildly. This was the push I needed to drive me over the edge into orgasm. As I felt the white, sticky fluid begin its journey from deep within me, the first powerful stream of Zekes cum hit the back of my throat. Splashed with his seed, I swallowed quickly. Tasting his love, I began to fire my hot issue into his wanting mouth, my body shaking with the power of my orgasm. He responded by sucking with all his strength, swallowing repeatedly as I shot stream upon stream of jizm into him.
The orgasm pulsed his entire body with each jet of sperm that filled my mouth. I was fulfilled with the joy of bringing him to this pinnacle. I consumed every drop of love that he offered me.
As I felt the strength of each spasm begin to recede, my body tensed for the finish. With one last forceful pulse, I fired the last of my load into him. Zekes body tensed and the final jet sprayed from his slit and onto my waitng tongue.
Our orgasms spent, we collapsed onto our backs, panting. The warmth of our exchange blazed across our sweating bodies and filled us both with tender thoughts of the other.
"Andy?" Zeke panted.
"Yeah, Zeke?" I replied, still out of breath.
"I love you." He announced.
"I love you too." I grinned. "I'm glad you found me."
"So am I." He said with a breathless giggle. "So am I."
"Zeke?" I whispered as I turned my body so we faced each other.
"Uh-huh?" He breathed.
"Hold me." I sighed.
We stayed entangled in each others arms for over an hour before moving. It was only after the sound of voices outside had drawn our attention that Zeke and I let go of one another.