Date: Mon, 15 Oct 2001 06:10:04 -0400
From: The Mariner <mariner23502@hotmail.com>
Subject: My Newspaper Boy #16

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WARNING: This is a gay fantasy involving relations between gay males
and homosexual acts. If you are not of legal age to read this material or
you do not approve, please leave.  Thanks for your consideration.
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Chapter #16

UPDATE:
Peter and Grant have  made love out in the warm dark evening behind a
utility shed in Peter's yard.  They both have realized that they have long
loved each other. Grant has realized that Aaron has shown  him this as
he admitted that Aaron was good.  Both boys are trying to figure out what
Grant is going to do since his father ordered him out of his house.  They
finally reach the conclusion that Grant must sneak back into his house
and hopefully he will be able to talk with his father.  Grant sneaks back
inside his home and when he enters his bedroom, discovers his mother
waiting for him.  They talk, Grant pours out his heart, his mother listens
and tries to understand. She assures Grant that she will not allow his
father to throw him out as she leaves Grant's bedroom. Grant takes a
shower before going to bed and thoughts of Aaron and Peter  flood
through his mind and he becomes aroused but is to emotionally drained
to do anything. Finishing his shower he goes to bed with a smile.
In the meantime, Aaron awakes in a cold sweat calling for Grant and
then calls his friend Elliott.  Pleading for Elliott to come to his house,
Elliott does.

Reaching Aaron's, Elliott lets himself in and goes into Aaron's bedroom
where he hears the shower running.  Going into the bath, he sees him in
the shower and when he taps on the door, Aaron jumps before realizing it
is Elliott.  Aaron opens the door and throws himself at Elliott exclaiming
how much he needs him.

Elliott is overwhelmed by the onslaught and his clothing is soaked by
Aaron's dripping body.  He feels Aaron's passion being pressed against
his body and while drying Aaron, he feels the pressure of Aaron pressing
his cock against his cheek.  Elliott feels a swelling in his groin and as he
straightens up, Aaron asks Elliott if he wants him and kisses him. Elliott
responds he has always wanted him and they walk into the bedroom.
Reaching Aaron's bed,  Elliott quickly strips his wet clothing off and slips
into bed.  Both young men quickly embrace and feel the passion of each
rising to full staff as they grind their straining cock's one against the
other.  Both men are lost in a need for each other and devour the flesh
they have denied each other as they walk into the bedroom.........
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Aaron pleads with Elliott "Take me Elliott, take me. Please make me
yours."

Looking at Aaron and his beauty, he says "Babe you have always been
mine" as his mouth engulfs Aaron's throbbing cock and his  hips rise to
plunge himself deeper into Elliott's waiting throat.

Aaron gasps "oh Elliott, Elliott, yessssssss take all of me, taste me,
please."

Elliott feels Aaron driving his cock into his throat and moves his body
around and offers himself  for Aaron to take.  He feels his cock being
swallowed and can only growl from deep inside of  himself as Aaron
swallows his throbbing shaft.

Within a few minutes, both men have drained one another after having
lost themselves in a deep thick fog of passion. Slowly they descend from
the passion of their sexual need and lie head to toe enjoying the aftermath
with its lingering tender feelings as their lips caressed the now softening
cock-heads that had just provided the cream that had been generated by
their passion.  They had been filled.

Slowly Elliott moves around and lies next to Aaron, slipping his arm
under his head.  Aaron lies there looking up at Elliott and as he starts to
speak, Elliott lays a finger on his lips.

Elliott whispers "Shhhhhhh, don't say anything  just yet" as he stroked
Aaron's head and looks lovingly down at him.  Aaron lies there smiling.

Elliott's mind is racing as he is trying to think of just what to say. He has
known Aaron since high school and always loved him. Aaron on the other
hand had always  seemed to need younger men as they grew older. Even
while in college he always seemed to want the young athletes and Elliott
did not know how to combat that obsession.  Elliott was pretty sure he
knew what was at the center of his sudden passion and need of him,
Grant.  He could almost guess what had happened and had thrown
Aaron into a depressive state.  Both Aaron and Grant had passionate sex
and professed love for each other without realizing there were obstacles
that would have to be overcome.  They both had allowed their emotions to
control them.  From what he had been told the previous evening, they had
separated in tears, fear and despair.

Looking at Aaron as he stroked his hair, Elliott said "Aaron do you love
me?"

Looking up Aaron said "what kind of silly question is that, you know I
do."

"No Aaron, I don't know that. You have never told me you do." Elliott
said softly. "In all of the times that we have made love when you needed
me, you never said I love you Elliott."   He watched as tears welled up in
those beautiful eyes that held such passion and desire.

The both lay quietly for a few minutes and then Aaron reached up and
pulled Elliott to him and kissed him very softly yet passionately.  As he
released Elliott, Aaron whispered "I have always loved you since we were
kids Ryan, always."

Elliott heard him call him by his first name and knew then that Aaron
was sincere. He had not used that name in ages.

As this thought went through his mind he heard Aaron saying " I guess I
just took it for granted you would be there when I needed you Ryan, I am
sorry for treating you like that."

As he smiled at Aaron, he said "babe I have adored you since the day in
the shower when we found out how much we had wanted each other,
remember?"

Smiling Aaron answered "yeah, I sure do remember.  You were so hot
standing there with that big cock of yours hard as steel and you were
waving it at me."

Elliott laughed and said "you were not doing all that bad  yourself baby.
That in not a hotdog between your legs, it looked like a salami sausage."

Both men embraced warmly as they pressed their bodies tightly together.
Neither was aroused but they could feel a slight swelling in their groins.

Elliott knew he wanted Aaron again but pulled back to talk since they
had finally started to really talk with each other for the first time.

Aaron felt him pull away and looked puzzled for a moment until he heard
Elliott say "Aaron, what are we going to do about this?  I don't want to
just be an on call lover, I want to be with you always.  Is it going to go
back the way it has been with you finding another young kid and we go
through this again and again? I love you but I don't want to go on this
way. No Aaron, I can't go on this way waiting for you to call me when  you
need me to help pick you up after another failure."

Aaron slid out of the bed and reaching for a robe, he said "lets get a cup of
coffee."  He tossed another robe to Elliott and they walked into the
kitchen.  For some reason, he was feeling a sort of relief as if a little door
had been opened in his heart.

Aaron fixed the coffee and sat down on the other side of the counter from
Elliott.  Reaching across the top, they held hands and looked into each
other's eyes.  They both saw something that had not been there for a long
time, love.

Elliott broke the silence by saying "the coffee is ready, no cream for me."

Reluctant to release his hold of Elliott's  strong hands he poured the
coffee into large mugs and prepared it as Elliott had said.  Turning, he
said "I thought you liked cream?"

Elliott smiled and said "not in my coffee babe, unless it is fresh."

They both sipped their coffee and started to speak at the same time.
Elliott said "you go ahead."

Sitting his coffee down Aaron started slowly "Elliott, I am caught up with
a very good looking  young man. Man, hell his is a boy that is a man and I
tried to make him mine.  When we first met in the backyard, I was
overwhelmed by the beauty of his face, body, oh everything about him. He
is gorgeous."  He paused and felt tears sliding down his cheeks.

Elliott reached over and ran his finger over Aaron's cheek wet with tears.
Looking at him he said "I know babe, I saw  him in the restaurant and he
looked great.  I sort of would liked to have known him better myself."

Surprised for a moment, Aaron said "I didn't know you like them young
Elliott?"

"I don't but he did not look that young sitting there with you" he
answered.

"He is young Elliott, only 17 almost 18. I  didn't realize he was that young
either when you looked at that body of his.  But, he was a virgin and had
never been with a man before me.  I guess that is what really got me, sort
of pushed my ego button."

"I can see that Aaron, what are you going to do now? If you really want
me and make a life together, things have got to change."

Sipping his coffee and holding the mug in front of  his face, Aaron said "I
don't know where he lives or even if he will be back  again. I think he lives
in one of the houses behind mine since I heard his mother call  him from
back that way once."

Taking a deep breath Elliott said, "Aaron, Aaron, you had sex with a
minor that lives here in your neighborhood? You know what could
happen if his parents find out? Damn, I didn't know you  were that
foolish."

With a deep sigh Aaron answered "yeah, I know but at the time I didn't
know and he didn't look like a minor.  Just  a hot stud and gorgeous."

Eyes downcast, he continued "I didn't know he was a virgin until we were
in bed and then he told me afterwards and  how old he was.  Too late
then, he was hot, horny and I wanted more and more of him."

Very seriously Elliott said "well looks like you got a little more then you
bargained for this time. At least James and the others were legal age."

Aaron winced at the mention of James, he had really suckered him in
with his body and big cock.  James was a 22 yr old hustler and knew how
to get what he wanted.  He had fallen for him and it cost plenty when he
got what he wanted and then dumped him.

His face still damp from tears, he lifted his eyes to Elliott's and asked
him "what am I going to do? He is supposed to be my newspaper boy but
I don't know if he still will be or not.  His buddy Peter or someone like
that had taken the route over so he could be with me over the weekend."

"Well" Elliott said "Lets hope he either comes back and you can talk with
him or things just quiet down. In the meantime, lets get back to bed and
get at lest a couple hours sleep. You don't have to go to work but I have a
job at the bank, remember?"  Leaving the unfinished coffee on the
counter they walked back to the bedroom holding each other around the
waist.

Slipping back into bed, they both embraced and after a sweet kiss said "I
love you, I really do."  Holding each other they drifted into sleep...

A few house back and down from Aaron's, Grant slept fitfully.  His
dreams were of first Peter and then Aaron and he suddenly woke  up in a
cold sweat.  Sitting up in bed, holding himself upright with his arms
slightly behind his body, his chest heaved as he gasped for air and his
emotions running away with him uncontrolled.  Throwing the sheet back,
he swung his naked body around and sat on the edge of his bed.

Leaning forward and holding his head, he felt the tears flowing from his
eyes and he tried to blink them away. They would not stop.  Thinking
back over what had happened since he had first met Aaron and the
feelings that rushed through his body.  He thought of the love making he
had enjoyed with him and when he did there was a feeling in his groin
and his cock would swell. Then he would think of Peter and the years
they had known each other and now have finally disclosed a love they had
both held for each other.  He thought of the times they had jerked off with
each other and the thrill he felt when he first touched Peter and brought
him to a climax, his cock swelled and hardened.  Aaron thought of the sex
in the bushes and behind the shed, his cock throbbed and ached for the
touch of Peter again as he felt the pre-cum starting to flow from its tip.

Grant fell back on the bed and rubbing his face he thought "My god what
am I going to do? I know I love Peter but what about Aaron, what have I
done to him?"

There were no answers coming as Grant felt his hands sliding over his
tight muscles and he felt his cock throb with each beat of  his heart.
Taking its hardness in his hand he started to slowly slide his hand up and
down its length as he stroked his body and nipples with his free hand.
Grant slipped into a deep enveloping desire for Peter as he increased the
pressure on his cock with each stroke and switched his hand from his
body to his balls.  Grant's passion and need to cum had taken control as
he stroked his cock and squeezed his tightening balls.  He felt his cock
swelling in his hand and his nuts tightening up to press against his groin.
His seed was rushing to escape as he stroked faster and faster, lifting his
legs up and resting his feet on the edge of the bed.

He felt the cum starting to race its way to the tip and he squeezed himself
tightly wanting to feel the pressure of his cream exploding onto his body.
Tightly he squeezed and his entire body felt like one huge electrical
charge had entered through his crotch at the base of  his straining cock.
He released the pressure and the cream shot out of the tip, great gobs
landing up on his chest. Surging and pumping he felt his life force
exploding and draining from his nuts as he thrashed and  moaned deeply
but softly "Peter, Peter, Peter."

Grant laid there in the dark massaging the cum into his chest and lifting
his fingers to his mouth he licked them and tasted the sweet but slightly
salty cream wishing it was Peter he was tasting.

He had exhausted himself but he felt a soft, light emotion of contentment
was over him at the thought of Peter holding him.

Glancing at the illuminated clock on the small desk in his room, he saw it
was almost 5:30 and he knew his father rose at 6:00.

Wiping his body off with a towel he had dropped on the floor when he
came out of his bathroom, he slid back in bed and laid there wondering
what his mother was going to say to his dad and what his future was going
to be...he slipped back into sleep.

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