Date: Thu, 07 Jul 2005 19:37:18 -0400
From: Rick Lawton <gars6707@hotmail.com>
Subject: My Symon, Chapter 8 (Adult/Youth)

As I led Symon up the stairs and into my bedroom, I tried to keep my heart
from exploding out of my chest. It felt like it was beating a mile a minute,
and that if I didn't calm down, I wouldn't survive. I wasn't nervous,
though. I was excited. I was thrilled to finally be able to show Symon how
much I loved him, and I was determined to say the words that for too long
were kept hidden from him.

Symon never looked more beautiful. His hair shined in the hallway light, and
he had this amazing smile that radiated his passion. His eyes blazed with
what I thought, at first, was lust, but I later discovered was a lot deeper
than pure animal passion.

I closed the bedroom door and brought Symon to the side of my bed, a bed
that for too long had remained my solitary prison. I put my hands on Symon's
slender hips and brought his body to mine, kissing him softly as we
embraced. Symon brought his hands and arms around my shoulders and kissed me
back, his tongue playing with mine. Our kissing became more passionate as
our bodies started to grind against each other, our hard cocks fighting to
get out of their restrictive clothes.

Breaking the kiss, I brought the t-shirt over Symon's head and slowly and
gently caressed his warm, smooth chest. I tweaked his perfect nipples and
guided my fingers around his pecs and down his flat stomach, tickling his
light treasure trail before it disappeared behind his jeans. For his part,
Symon took off my shirt and was caressing my back and shoulders, tracing my
shoulder blades with his fingers. His eyes were closed, as if he were
reading Braille.

As my fingers continued to trace his light hair down from his belly button,
I opened up his jeans and unzipped them. He was wearing Tommy underwear,
which adhered perfectly to his waist. Symon's upper body formed a "V" from
his shoulders to his waist. At his waist were two perfect lines of muscles
that went from his hips down to his groin. This kid was in incredible shape.
And my passion for him grew stronger.

Symon took his hands and pushed his jeans down his legs before stepping out
of them. He wore no socks. His cock had stretched the underwear's material
outward, and I noticed a small wet spot where his cock head rested against
the fabric. Not wanting to waste any of his precum, I bent down and began to
nibble on his cock, teasing it through the underwear. Symon took his hands
and placed them on my shoulders, arching his back.

I was sucking the precum through the fabric of his underwear and lightly
biting his hard cock. My hands grabbed his ass cheeks and squeezed them,
massaging them as I licked his cock shaft. I took his cotton encased ball
sac in my hand and cupped them while sucking his dick, teasing Symon some
more.

Finally he couldn't take any more. "Take them off, Rick," he pleaded, so I
pulled the underwear off, revealing his glorious member standing in front of
my face. As Symon stepped out of the briefs, I took him in my mouth,
consuming him as someone who was starving for water would consume a beverage
after a long walk in the desert. The precum was flowing freely at this
point, and it was, as before, the sweetest nectar I had ever tasted.

I teased his engorged head with my tongue, flicking the underside, as my
hands continued to massage his bubble butt. Symon moved his hands from my
shoulders to my head, grabbing me on either side and gently pushing me
forward. At this point I took his entire member into my mouth and swallowed
it until my nose was tickled by his blond pubes. Slowly I moved up the
shaft, moving back down as I got to the cock head, and began a slow rhythm
with my mouth. Every time I moved back to the tip of his cock I teased it
with my tongue, licking any precum I could find and swallowing the juice,
becoming intoxicated with Symon's smell and taste.

I started to move up and down the shaft at a quicker pace, and found myself
bringing Symon to the edge of orgasm before I slowed down and began to suck
him much slower. After a few minutes, Symon couldn't take any more and
lifted me up by the shoulders, taking me in his arms and kissing me
passionately, grinding his body into mine. My hands grabbed his ass again
and lifted him off the floor. He wrapped his naked legs around my waist as
we continued to kiss; our tongues engaged in a swordfight.

I backed up until my legs hit the edge of my bed, and I fell onto the
mattress with Symon straddling me. We continued to kiss and fondle each
other. I felt Symon's hot ass grind my hard cock as he bent down, kissing
me. Now it was Symon's turn to become the aggressor, and I was in heaven.
Symon went from a sitting position to lying directly on top of me, grabbing
my arms and forcing them over my head. There he held me tight as he kissed
my ears and neck, licking my sweet spot and driving me wild. I felt his hot
breath as he moved from ear to ear, slowly kissing every part of my face --
my nose, eyes, lips, cheeks.

Slowly he let go of my arms, but he began licking my arm pits and in the
process drove me wild with desire. This kid knew what he was doing, and what
he wanted. He made his way from one arm to the other, and grasped my hands
tightly as he did it. We were holding hands and he was licking my pits -- I
was in heaven. Symon then let my hands go and traced my arms with his
fingers as he made his way down the underside of my chest. Symon then
skilfully moved toward my right nipple and began licking it, tracing the
outside first and then devouring it with his tongue and lips. As my tits got
harder, he moved on to the left nipple, doing the same thing.

At this point I wanted to rip my pants and underwear off. My hard cock was
desperately trying to get out of its prison, and I needed some relief.

"Symon, take off my pants," I begged, but he just put his fingers on my lips
and teased me. Without thinking I took first one and then two and finally
three fingers into my mouth, tasting his digits, licking them up and down,
while he played with my nipples with his free hand and expert mouth.

Not wanting me to be in extreme discomfort, or perhaps he had waited long
enough, Symon took his fingers out of my mouth and began moving down my
body, licking my chest from the middle of my pecs all the way down to my
belly button, where he licked it some more and started kissing it softly. He
placed his hands underneath me, and as he licked and kissed my belly, we
locked eyes. His passion for me was real -- his blue-green eyes were ablaze
with such a longing.

Without a word, just with the look in my eyes, which were blazing with my
own passion for Symon, he took his hands from underneath me and brought them
to my pants, where he unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned my jeans, and slowly
unzipped them. He was teasing me, wanting me to relish every move he made.
It was driving me mad. I sat up straight, grabbed his head and pushed his
lips to mine, where I kissed him passionately, hungrily. Symon took my head
in his hands and pushed us together even harder.

We finally broke the kiss, and Symon, without even the slightest hesitation,
grabbed my jeans by the waist and pulled them off me. I lifted my ass off
the bed so they would come off easily. Once he took my jeans off, Symon tore
my socks off both feet, flung them away and then stared hungrily at my cock
sticking out of my white briefs. Wanting to tease me as much as possible,
Symon didn't take my underwear off. He just simply took my cock in his mouth
and began biting it lightly, flicking it with his tongue. Moans kept
escaping from me as he continued his torture.

"Like that Rick?" he asked in between his teasing. I just nodded and
grunted, and that was enough for Symon. He took his hands and finally
released my cock from their white prison, and immediately devoured me. I was
in such ecstasy that I began writhing on the bed. This seemed to spur Symon
on even more ferociously. He started to suck me, wetting my cock head and
shaft with his abundant spit, swallowing my cock whole without stopping,
bringing his nose to rest on my pubes and then licking the shaft all the way
up to my engorged cock head.

He sucked me and swallowed me, licked me and kissed me, bit me and teased
me. He finally pulled my underwear off my legs and began to devour me again,
this time cupping my balls in one hand and teasing my hole with his wet
fingers from his other hand. I love having a guy play with my ass while I
get sucked, and obviously Symon knew this, because he kept hitting all the
right spots. He would finger me lightly, and then drive his finger inside
me, alternating between the two while he continued to suck me. He was
constantly bringing me to the edge, and then slowly letting me come down
from my high. It was incredible.

"You like that baby? You like the way I suck your big cock?" he asked,
flicking my cock head with his tongue.

"Oh yeah baby," I moaned, "suck me. Suck my cock!"

And suck it he did. He moved from one end of my cock to the other,
underneath my shaft, to my balls, and even at one point lifted my legs to
the point where my feet were nearly touching my ears, just so he could begin
rimming me. He played with my hole beautifully, licking around the rosebud
and then expertly tonguing my hot hole, which had already been loosened by
Symon's delicate finger.

At this point I was writhing so much on the bed, Symon was having trouble
keeping his tongue where it could give me the best pleasure. Finally he
stopped and looked up and me, a wild grin played across his face. Here I
was, lying on my back, holding my feet in my hands, my ass all wet and
relaxed, with Symon standing in front of me, playing with his cock.

"Do it," I said, not asking him. He looked at me to make sure if it was
okay, but he didn't need any encouragement from me. Lubing up his cock with
his own spit, Symon pointed the head at my hole, and pushed. There was no
pain, as I expected considering this was my very first time being fucked. He
watched me carefully, making sure I was able to take him all. When he
hesitated, I wiggled my ass a bit to take some more of his member, and Symon
began putting his entire length inside me.

The inside of my ass enveloped his cock perfectly, as if we were meant to be
together. He felt so hot inside me, so incredibly fulfilling. There was only
pleasure from him, and I wanted more. When he was totally inside me, Symon
climbed back on the bed, putting his knees on either side of my now upturned
ass, and he bent down and started to kiss me.

I kissed him back, our passion boiling over as he started to slowly fuck me,
pushing himself into me, and then pulling out. We got into a rhythm and
Symon got faster. We continued to fuck, faster and faster, our two bodies
becoming one.

"I always knew it would be this way with you," Symon said as he sat up and
took a hold of my legs. I began jerking myself, watching this kid, this
incredible God, take me like some sort of animal. He was totally in control
and I was his slave. We both began to sweat. Symon's hair began to stick to
his forehead and trickled of sweet dew. I was watching it roll down his
smooth, muscular chest.

Symon began fucking me harder, his cock becoming a piston as it slid in and
out of me. It was a perfect fit, as if my ass and his cock were meant to be
together, to share this one moment in time. It was natural and so perfect. I
saw his reaction to us finally being together, and knew that Symon felt the
same way I was feeling.

Symon continued fucking me fast, grunting and groaning as he fucked my hole
for all he was worth. I was moaning in beat to his cock coming in and out of
my ass, loving every second of it, feeling my hot young lover's cock getting
bigger and bigger the faster he fucked me. I had to stop stroking myself
because I had come close to shooting, but I wanted to wait until Symon was
ready to shoot his load inside me.

"Fuck me, Symon! FUCK ME HARD!" I screamed, reaching around and grabbing his
ass with my hands. With my egging him on, Symon placed my legs on his
shoulders, pushed his whole body forward and began fucking me at such an
incredible pace I felt I was going to pass out. My eyes were rolled in the
back of my head as I felt Symon's hot mouth on my neck, licking my ears,
biting my shoulder blades.

"I'm close," he managed to say, without breaking his stride.

"Cum inside me, baby," I said, looking at his sparkling eyes as our gazes
locked. "I want you to shoot inside me."

Symon didn't need any more encouragement as he quickened his already
cheetah-like speed and started grunting and breathing heavier. I started
stroking my cock again as I felt his body began to tense up, and I knew he
was close. Without a single word, Symon began to shoot his hot load inside
of me, letting out a whispered "aahhhhh!" as he unloaded inside me.

"Oh fuck!" I yelled as I myself started spewing my juice all over Symon and
myself, as our chests had locked together while he was in the throes of his
orgasm. I felt nothing but pure unadulterated pleasure as my young lover
filled my hole with his nectar, and I filled the space between our two
bodies with my juice. It was the best sexual experience I had ever had, and
at that moment, I wanted more. Much more.

*** *** *** *** *** ***

The room was quiet but hot and musky. It smelled of sweat, sex, and cum.
Symon was still inside me, his softness still embedded in my broken-in ass.
His head was lying on my chest, and I felt his heart begin to slow down. As
our breathing became more regular, I embraced Symon more tightly, not
wanting the feeling of us becoming one person to ever end.

I caressed his wet hair, pushing the strands which covered his beautiful
eyes away.

"I love when you do that," he said softly, as I continued to caress him.

"Symon," I said, wanting him to look at me.

"What?" he said quizzically, finally lifting his head and looking deep into
my eyes.

"I love you Symon," I began, and the words, which seemed so natural now,
came pouring out of me. "I've loved you since I first saw you at the market,
stocking shelves. I've wanted you since then. I've wanted to be with you,
make love to you, be yours forever," I said, my eyes tearing up with
emotion. "You have no idea how much I love you, how much I love being with
you, now, here. It was more than I could ever hope for. Ever dream of."

Symon smiled and kissed me softly. "I love you too Rick," he said, looking
directly at me. His eyes sparkled; they were alive with life, and with
passion. "I've felt the same way. And it scared the hell out of me, if you
really want to know."

"Why?" I asked.

"Because my feelings for you are so strong, so intense, I didn't know what
to do. I didn't know how you felt, whether you were just looking at me
because you wanted inside my pants, or if there was something more. And..." he
stopped, looking down.

"What is it baby? Tell me, its okay," I said, lifting his chin with my
fingers.

"It's why I left that night, after you sucked me off. I got scared, Rick. I
was scared, embarrassed, confused... I didn't know what was going on. I didn't
know if all you wanted was to blow me, or if there was something more to it.
And I didn't want to dream there was something more, because it would have
hurt too much if you didn't feel the same about me as I felt about you."

"Oh Symon," I said, kissing him. "I do feel the same way. I do. But I was
hesitant about this whole thing."

"Why?" he asked, rolling off of me, taking his cock out of my ass. It made a
wet sound as it popped out.

"Now I feel empty," I said smiling at him, as he smiled back. "Okay, why...
why did I feel unsure? It's because I wasn't happy with my life, with
myself." He looked confused. "Symon, I've never given myself to anyway
before. I've never let anyone in, until you. You're the first person I've
allowed inside my world, beyond the walls I've put up."

"So I was right," he said to me. "I was right about the sadness."

I nodded. "I knew it, deep in my heart. But every time I let it out, I
managed to push it back in. But you're right -- I was sad. My job weighed
heavily on me, not giving me the pleasures I deserve. And if I wasn't happy
in my professional life, I knew I'd never be able to love someone as
completely as they deserved..."

"And never allow yourself to be loved as completely as you deserve," he
finished for me, taking my face in his hands. "Rick..." he began, looking at
me longingly, lovingly. "You deserve all the happiness in the world. You're
such a good person. You have a gentle soul."

I began to blush. "You're embarrassing me," I said, trying to turn away, but
Symon kept our gazes firmly locked.

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about, Rick. I love you. I love you
completely, totally. I am in love with you. And it scared me. But not
anymore. I'm not afraid anymore Rick. I have you now, and I'm not afraid
anymore."
I kissed him again, this time more passionately, wanting to show him how
amazing he made me feel, how wonderful it was to be in his arms, coating him
with my cum, feeling his juice inside me.
"You remember the guy you saw at my place that night? The one you thought
was another trick of mine?" He nodded quickly.

"I'm sorry Rick. I shouldn't have jumped to any conclusions," he said.

"It's okay my love. His name is Chad, and he's a very good friend of mine,
who I met through the Rainbow Center. He's the one who got me to quit my
job, to start a new life. A new life that I hope includes you."

"Of course it includes me!" Symon said, but I saw the look of confusion on
his face. "So you quit your job because of what Chad did?"

"I quit my job because of what Chad did and because of what Chad said to
me," I began, recounting my conversation with Chad that prompted me to take
a leap of faith, quit my job, and begin a new career at the Rainbow Center.
I explained that Chad had left for London to spend a year abroad, and that
he and I were celebrating our new lives the night Symon saw us together.

"I feel like such a fool," he said, a look of embarrassment on his face.
"I'm sorry Rick."

"No need to apologize, Symon. Hey, listen, my friends and I have a rule,
that I'd like you and me to share," I said. He asked me what it was. "We
have an agreement that we never apologize to each other, unless it is really
necessary or it's because one of us did something that hurt the other
person. Can we make that same agreement?"

"Yeah, I'd like that," he said, and we sealed our agreement with a kiss.
"So," he started, and I felt his cock begin to get hard as it rested against
my leg. "Ready for round 2?