Date: Thu, 9 Apr 2009 07:11:55 -0700 From: StoryDad <storydad@gmail.com> Subject: Love on the Net (part 6) ============================= Love on the Net ============================ Copyright: 2009; All rights reserved. Comments: Email can be sent to StoryDad@gmail.com Flames, hate mail, and similar things will be ignored. ========================================================================== Dedicated to a beautiful loving boy whose man doesn't appreciate what he has and is unknowningly throwing away. ========================================================================== CHAPTER 6 ========================================================================== I opened my eyes and found myself looking up into the face of an angel. Ricky was laying on top of me, holding my head between his hands gently, and kissing me. I was exhausted but felt like I had just spent several hours visiting heaven. I could feel myself starting to slide out of my boy but then he clenched and gripped me tightly once again causing me to moan happily at the sensation. "Now that I have you I'm not letting you get away from me," said Ricky with a grin. "Now that you've had me I don't think that I have anything left to give," I replied contentedly. "And you gave me everything that you had," purred Ricky as he continued to kiss me. "Again and again." "We were bad to do it this way without protection," I said. "But I didn't know that I would be seeing you. I wasn't prepared for this." "I know," said Ricky softly. "But I had to have everything from you. I needed to feel it in me. I didn't want anything to come between us, not tonight. Not with what he's been pushing me to do. And I knew you hadn't been with anyone in a long time so you were safe. I wanted so much for a part of you to become a part of me." "Getting to be with you for real after having only been with you online has been a dream come true," I said as I let my fingers run over Ricky's upper arms. "I keep wondering if maybe I'm imagining all this because it's been so wonderful." "It was completely different with you," said Ricky dreamily as he laid his head on my shoulder. "It was never like this before." "Because I'm so incredibly talented in bed?" I asked jokingly. "You're good," said Ricky quickly gripping me with his body once again. "But no that's not what I meant. It's something I was feeling inside me, a tingling I've not felt before. I can still feel it even just laying with you like we are now and holding you inside me. It's something different and I don't know how to explain it. We did things that I've done before but this felt like so much more was happening with us. It wasn't just that it felt good, it was like you were inside my mind not just inside my body." "I think what you're trying to say is that you've had sex before but that's not what you and I just did," I said understanding and then trying to help Ricky put his thoughts into words. "That's it exactly," said Ricky tightening his arms around me as the realization suddenly spread through him. "We didn't have sex we just made love." "I was feeling the same way too while we were doing things," I said. "I'm still feeling it. When it happens and two people experience it together it's not like anything else in the world. It only happens when both of you feel the same special feelings about each other." "That means I gave you something else that I never gave anyone before," said Ricky snuggling against me. "I'm really glad it happened with you." "With tonight being the only time we have together I don' t know if I should say it or not but I'm in love with you Ricky," I said. "You make me feel warm and happy inside. Even long ago I don't remember it being as good as this." "I'm in love with you too, "replied Ricky. "I kind of knew it before just from how I felt when I was with you online but now I know for sure." I ran my hands gently over the shoulders of my young lover and then let them move down and come to rest on the smooth round backside that I had come to know so well tonight in so many ways. I smiled up at my boy as he processed the new feelings that were running through him. I caressed Ricky as he laid on top of me and allowed him time to understand the significance of the difference between having sex and making love. It was a lesson that I had learnt in the distant past but had almost forgotten myself in the long intervening years. Now my boy was learning that same lesson for the first time. A lesson that can never be explained but can only be experienced. Those who have never experienced it for themselves will never know the wonders they are missing but those that have learned it forever after have an unforgettable sense of the difference. "I don't know if I can go back to the other way now," said Ricky softly. "Now that I know what it can be like. It will feel so empty after this. And I don't even want to think about him wanting me to do his friend." "I didn't want to cause problems for you my love but I have too many feelings for you for it to have not been like this," I said. "You mean too much to me for this to have been any other way. Maybe we shouldn't have done this and then you wouldn't be having these doubts because you wouldn't know." "Don't say that," said Ricky firmly. "Tonight has been the most incredible time of my life. I thought I knew what it was all about. What being with someone was supposed to be like. But you've shown me something that I will never forget. You've let me see that there is a lot more about two people being together than just being horny. It's so much more than that." "When it's right like this was it alway is," I said. "How about we turn the lights out and pull up the blankets. We'll get cold if we stay like this much longer." "I'll have to let you out of me to do that," said Ricky with a touch of sadness. "I promise I'm not going to go anywhere," I replied as Ricky let me slide out of him so that I could reach the light on the nightstand. At the same time Ricky got off of me and pulled the blankets back up over the bed that had gotten pushed out of the way during our love making. By the time I had the lights out Ricky was laying pressed up against me once again, one leg over mine, an arm over my chest, and the blankets covering us both. Ricky's head lay against mine on the same pillow and I had my arm around his back holding him. I could feel his breath warm on my neck. Everywhere my hand moved I could feel Ricky's warm smooth skin. The sensation of holding my boy, my lover, this close to me in the dark was exquisite. "I don't want to go back in the morning," said Ricky eventually. "I don't want you to either," I said. "But we both know you have to." "I know," said Ricky softly. "And I'll go. But it's going to hurt." "It's going to hurt for me too," I said. "I'm never going to forget this night for the rest of my life." "We'll still be able to meet online but it won't be the same as this," said Ricky as he ran his fingers over my chest. "We'll always remember our special night together," I said but at the same time I knew that memory no matter how perfect would be a poor substitute for the real thing. "Do you think you would still like me if I was older?" asked Ricky after a long pause. "Are you still worried about this down here?" I asked moving my free hand down to Ricky's midsection and then running my fingers through the small velvety soft patch of hair that I found there. "A lot of men lose interest when a boy gets older," said Ricky nervously. "The way I think he is." "They do if all they're interested in is sex and appearance," I replied. "What attracts me to you is what's on the inside. The outside is just icing on what is already a very wonderful cake. I hope you noticed that it's the real you that makes me feel like I do." "Yes I did," said Ricky softly as he snuggled against me even more. "That's why I'm feeling the way I am now." "You are a feast for my eyes it's true," I said. "But I fell in love with you even before I knew what you looked like. Just reading your words on the screen made me love you." "You make me feel so warm inside," said Ricky. "It's never been like this before, not even once." "What about you though," I said. "I'm not young anymore and I'm going to keep getting older. Your feelings will probably change. You're not going to want to be laying like this next to someone that everyone will probably think is your Grandpa." "My very hot Grandpa," said Ricky with a giggle as he kissed me on the cheek. "You probably would lose interest eventually," I said. "It would be completely understandable and I wouldn't blame you." "Never," said Ricky defiantly. "I will always want you." "And you're going to keep growing," I added. "What about when you're six feet tall one day and you're bigger than me? You probably won't feel like this then." "You're my man and I'm your boy," said Ricky with conviction taking my hand and placing it over his heart once again as he had when we were in the bathtub together. I hesitated for a split second. Was I leading Ricky on and manipulating his hopes? Taking advantages of his worries because of what his man was wanting to do with him? Was it just a fantasy for both of us that had gotten out of control? Would it hurt less if I said nothing and we went our separate ways in the morning? And then I found that I had taken Ricky's hand and placed it over my heart without even realizing it. "You're my boy and I'm your man," I found myself saying and I knew that I meant it. "Always and forever," said Ricky and again I found myself repeating the words as he said them. The warmth in me that was my love for Ricky grew greater and I held my boy close but at the same time I could feel Ricky trembling. And then I felt the dampness of a tear land on my shoulder. Love is beautiful. Love is everything. And sometimes love can hurt so much. I ran my hand up my boy's back and ran my fingers through his hair caressing his head. Even in the darkened room we could look into each others eyes. I knew that I could never tire of looking into those eyes. "If you had lived near me instead of far away do you think we could have been boyfriends?" asked Ricky a minute later after he had composed himself. "I think of you that way already," I replied. "If we lived closer to each other I'd want to see you as often as possible. I'd want to be with you as much as possible. I'd happily drive a hundred miles just to be with you. And not just for the things we did tonight but to go out together, do things together, even just sit and snuggle together. Just to see your smiling face." "And if I was old enough to leave home would you want me?" asked Ricky in a whisper. "Or would I be too old then?" "If you were old enough to do that I would ask you to be with me always," I replied softly. I felt Ricky's breathing become regular as he fell asleep while laying against me. It had been the most amazing evening of my life and I knew that I would never forget a moment of it. I turned my head and kissed my boy on the forehead and soon I too was fast asleep.