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From: an11808@anon.penet.fi
Date: 14 Feb 93 20:09:57 GMT

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The doorbell rings. 4am? On a Sunday morning? I head downstairs, and
open the front door.

It's you. My heart pounds, and I'm left speechless. "Can I come in",
you ask. Grasping for words, I somehow mumur a faint "yes". You smile at
me, and step in, lifting my hand from the door and closing it behind
you. I stumble for words, "Dan. What a suprise. Er, Whats up?". Again
you smile at me. God, that smile, so perfect it could bewitch a saint. "Do
you usually entertain your guests in the hallway?". "Sorry, no, of
course not. What am I thinking of. Come in, sit down,make yourself at
home.". I lead the way to the lounge, and grope uselessly for the
light switch. I still can't believe you're here. "Here, it's just
here", you say, lifting my hand over to the right slightly.

Click. God I'm nervous. Why, I don't know. Hell, you've just come round
after the party. You walk over to the sofa, and sit down. "I'd kill
for some amyl just now", you say to me. "Yeah, there's some upstairs.
I'll go get it.". I smile rather weakly, still too overcome for words
and head up the stairs, almost missing the doorway on the way out.

The tube flickers, and springs into life. I slide open the cabinet on
the wall, and fumble about inside it. I glance at the mirror. My god,
I'm a state. Hairs in a complete mess, need a bloody shave. I stop
myself. He was there too, remember. "Hell, compared to the state of
some of the people leaving, you look positively normal", I tell
myself, still unconvinced. There. I grab the small bottle, nearly
dropping it in my haste and walk, almost run, down the stairs back to
you.

You've turned the lights down. I see you sitting on the sofa, head
back and eyes closed, still speeding no doubt. As am I. Still my heart
pounds uncontrollably, and for an instant I feel like I am back there,
dancing by you on the stage, my heart providing the bassline. Shaking
hands, exchanging hugs and meeting new friends. The first time I ever
properly met you, talked with you. Bewitched by you. "Hello?", "You
okay?". God, that made me jump. Your eyes are open now, looking at me.
The darkest green I've ever seen. Wake up, I tell myself. "Fine, yeah.
I think I'm just beginning to lose it, thats all.". You grin, and
reach out for the poppers. I walk across, and pass them to you,
touching your hand as I do so. I almost jump back with shock, god what
a state I'm in. Speeding and rushing, and now you arrive. Half of me
is in heaven, the other in hell. "Well", you say, "Are you going to
stand there all night?".

Fixed. My legs won't move. Where should I sit? The chair, across the
room. I doubt I'd make it, without tripping over, making a fool of
myself. The sofa, by you? I'd die of nerves. My head is spinning. I
can't decide.

I don't. You wave your hand across my vacant face. "Hey! Wake up! Are
you sure you're ok?". I blink and you clutch my arm, gently pulling me
down to sit beside you. "You are gone, well and truly", you say,
"Hell, how much did you do last night?". Again I stumble for words,
"No more...Not...I mean, just the same as usual. Not that much,
anyway.". Still you hold my arm, firmly yet gently. Your red heat
against my warmth. I swear I will collapse and die here tonight, my
heart exhausted. You are right. I have lost it, beyond all hope of
return, intoxicated by you, by your touch, your mere prescence here
enough to drive me insane.

Gone. You release your grip, and my heart sinks as we are separated.
You run your hand through your short blond hair, and pull the cap from
the bottle, inhaling from it in two short breaths. You pass it to me,
and I do the same, not knowing how to refuse, not even knowing if I
want to. You start to count, "Five, Four, Three,". I close my eyes,
knowing what is to come. "Two, One," you continue, "BOOM!". My head is
spinning and a wave of pleasure runs up my spine, and through my head.
I lean back my head, and close my eyes, my mouth half open as I lie in
a virtual daze.

Your hands. I feel them as you gently massage my shoulders, then my
neck, sending another surge throughout my body. I smile, almost
involuntarily, and can just manage a "godthatfeelssogood!", before
another wave engulfs me. I close my eyes yet tighter and lean forward,
shutting out the world, shutting out you, my only concern this state
of pure rapture. Harder now, you knead the back of my neck with your
knuckles, back down to my shoulders, and then my spine. I am lost, I
cannot even mumble a vague "yes" to you. I tilt my head back and then
I feel it.

A kiss. Your lips touch mine. Your tongue darts out, and I open my
mouth in return, accepting you. I dare not open my eyes, for fear this
is all just some wonderful dream, one which I could remain in forever.
You push gently, and we fall back, back into the sofa. Still our lips
are joined, our tongues caressing the other. I feel your hands run
through my hair, down to my back, rubbing it and clutching me to you.
I send my hands down your back, embracing you. I find the your shirt
untucked, and reach back up, feeling your hot bare skin
as I do so.

You pull back, and I open my eyes, looking into your perfect face. You
give me a smile, and touch my cheek affectionately with your hand. No
words are needed, for there is nothing to say. Together we rise up,
and stand together, still embracing each other. Slowly, I lower my
hands to the waistband of your jet black jeans, and squeeze them
through. You close your eyes as I feel the warmth of your buttocks, as
I squeeze them, knead them gently. Then around, I move my hands to
your sides, and then to your groin. I find what I seek, and you groan
with pleasure as I gently massage your ballsac, and grasp your rigid
cock. You place your hands on top of mine, holding them through the
course denim fabric, and then slowly unbutton your trousers, until
they finally drop to the floor around your ankles. I rub your
near free manhood with my eager hands, feeling it throb, and you
clutch my head in your hands, and pull it to yours, fiercly kissing
me, and ruffling my hair as you do so. Then you rip off your thin
cotton briefs, tossing them away, freeing my hands and your erect
cock. You take my hands, and then pull off my top. Your grasp my
trousers, and swiftly unbutton them, letting them fall to the ground
along with my shorts. I unbutton your shirt, and you pull it off. You
kick off your shoes, and we both remove our socks, and then again we
embrace and kiss, our hard dicks pressed between us.

I break off. Slowly I work my way down, kissing your neck and
chest eagerly. I reach your right nipple and suck and tease it,
gently nibbling it between my teeth as I listen to your groans, until
it hardens with pleasure. I work my way across your chest and again
listen to your pleasure at my work. Then down, on my knees before you.
I shower your lower torso with kisses, until I reach your bellybutton,
which I probe with my tongue. I follow the soft blond hair downwards,
by your erect cock, until I reach its base. You grasp my head in your
hands, and I send my tongue darting out, tenderly licking you. Up, up
you slowly pull my head, until I reach its head. Hungrily, I lick the
precum already oozing from it, and slowly lower my head down upon you.
I thrill at your moans of pleasure as I tenderly suck you, caressing
its head with my tongue, and licking each inch as I go down yet
further upon you.

You hold my head, and slowly raise it, bringing me to my feet. You
clutch me to you, and I feel your hands explore my ass. I gasp as you
firmly squeeze my buttocks, and as you run a single finger up and down
their cleft. Then I feel your finger at my hole, gently probing,
softly and lovingly until it slides in. I bury my head by your
neck as you finger-fuck me, slowly and gently, and lick and suck
your shoulder. "Stroke me", you whisper in my ear; I spit on my hand,
and firmly run it up and down the length of your rampant shaft,
hearing your soft moans of pleasure as I do so, enjoying its thickness
and length within my hand.

We lay down on the floor, as you still slide in and out. Then, you
withdraw sharply, and a slight twinge of pain runs up my spine.
Turning me onto my back, you kneel over me, slowly crawling forward,
until your ass covers my face. You clutch your buttocks, revealing
your hole for me. I kiss it, and then lick your cleft with my tongue
slowly working my way back toward your waiting and eager hole.

I push my tongue gently against it, circling it. until finally it
yields to my tenderness, and I listen to you moan with pleasure as my
tongue moves to and fro, in and out. I reach up, and find your chest
with my hands. I feel your nakedness beneath my hands, and slide down
to your cock. I grasp it firmly, and feel it throb within my hands.
And still I kiss you, caressing your hole with my moist tongue,
feeling the firmness of your buttocks engulf my face.

You take my hand and spit into it, then placing it on the head of your
cock. Carefully I caress it, as I stroke the shaft, and you groan with
intense pleasure, running your hands through my hair and rubbing my
scalp with your fingertips. I feel you shudder as you build to climax,
so I stroke you faster, and probe your hole as deep as I can, my face
buried in the sensual heat of your buttocks. You lean back slightly,
supporting yourself with one arm, and grasping the amyl with your free
hand. I hear you inhale twice and groan as I send rush upon rush up
from your ass, throughout your whole body.

"imgoingtocummmmmmmmmimcummmming!" you moan and I feel your throbbing
cock begin to spurt its load, through my hands.  You fall back on me,
still ejaculating, as I continue to stroke your softening shaft.
Finally, your cock exhausted, you let out a sigh of intense pleasure,
and roll off me onto your back, chest covered with cum.

I lie there and close my eyes, catching my breath. When I open them, I
see you over me. Again we kiss, exploring each others mouths with our
tongues. Once again I feel you place a finger at my asshole, and
gently push, until you penetrate. In and out, faster this time, and
harder. I open my eyes as you raise my head with your free hand, and
now I inhale from the jar, two strong breaths. You play with my hair,
and again I close my eyes as I feel the rush begin, from my ass up. I
feel my hole relax, and then suddenly I feel two fingers within me,
exploring and exciting me. You kiss me again, still fucking me with
your fingers, and you muffle my groans of pleasure. My head is
spinning and I grasp for your cock with my hands, delighting in its
refound hardness.

I try to yell out, but your kiss muzzles me. A wave of pain runs down
my spine, as you push a third finger into my tight hole. You look up,
and grab the jar, passing it to me. I take it, and inhale desparately
as once more you raise me head. I feel myself relax, and the pain
subsides. Four fingers within me now, thrusting in and out. Again I
inhale. You lower my head, and ruffle my hair, and I let out a groan
of fulfillment as you push your whole hand up, up past the wrist. You
slow, but go deeper, and I moan with pleasure as you hit my prostrate.
I feel you deep within me, feel you flex your fingers and send another
rush of pleasure up through me. I feel dizzy, as my whole body is
overcome and I shudder uncontrollably. My eyes again closed, I feel
you take me within your mouth, as you tenderly lick me and caress me.
I try to call out, but cannot find my voice. A final rush hits me, and
I climax, spurting my cum into your mouth, load after load after load.
Exhausted, I am motionless. I feel you carefully remove your hand,
leaving me feeling empty. I open my eyes, and reach out to you. We
kiss, and I lap up my juices from your mouth. I feel you, hard again,
pressing against my stomach, and my emptiness. You pick me up, and
carry me to the chair. Gently you sit me down on it, and you lift my
legs up against your chest, exposing my ass once more.

I feel your cock touch my hole, and slowly slide in. You thrust
in and out, harder and faster than ever, both of us groaning with
pleasure. You reach climax, and let out a long moan as you cum,
spurting your jism inside me. We lie on the floor together, you
covering me protectively and I sleep, safe in your arms.
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