Date: Fri, 08 Jun 2001 00:03:06 -0500
From: Fredric L. Brothers <flbrothers@hotmail.com>
Subject: "SUMMER WITH VAL" - Part 10 (Man/Boy)
Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fiction. It contains
scenes of love between an adult male and a boy. If you find this
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SUMMER WITH VAL
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By Fred Brothers
Copyright (c) 2000 by Fredric Law Brothers (All Rights Reserved)
Chapter 10 - Unions, Reunions and Disunions
The drive from Portland to Seattle was pleasant. The weather
was beautiful, something not always true here in the Pacific
Northwest. Val and I did not talk much after we finished breakfast.
I was busy replaying the events of last night over and over again in
my mind. The enormity of what happened was finally becoming reality
in my mind.
Val and I were lovers. It was as simple - and as complicated -
as that! I was completely and absolutely in love with a ten-year-old
boy. And I was actively engaged in love making with that boy.that
loving, wonderful, sexy boy.
I was getting hard thinking about last night's lovemaking. I
was also overjoyed at our mutual and very loving attraction. Val
asked all kinds of questions about our future, and I was so happy to
think that I will have this marvelous person living with me and, even
better, loving me. I did worry, however, how mutual our love was.
Did Val feel obligated to me? Was my loving him overwhelming his
child's perspective? Did he return my attentions willingly? Or do
things out of a misplaced sense of duty? These questions disturbed
me a great deal. I did not have satisfactory answers to them; I only
hoped that being together for the next few days and weeks would help
answer them all.
I thought once again of last night. After we shared of our
love, Val and I slept together. He cuddled very close and I could
not believe how comfortable I felt with his enticing young body
snuggled so close against mine. Our love had reached a new and
important level.
The room had been very cool and I loved it. We were both naked
and Val was erect from the minute he settled into my arms. He rubbed
my chest with one of his arms and I kissed it and him repeatedly.
We rubbed and touched each other and soothed away each other's
cares. It was not so much lovemaking as reassuring and confidence
building. I wanted to reassure Val that I would be here for him at
all times in the future and not abandon him the way his parents had.
My present of the necklace was a physical indication of my pledge to
be with him - to love him forever. Val wanted to build my confidence
- he accepted my love and would always be accepting of it. He would
cherish it even though I was an adult and he a child.
Sleeping close together, with Val's back against my chest, I
settled my right arm over his body. I don't think I moved the entire
night - except for my cock, that is. During the night, I realized
that my very erect and needy cock was nestled between Val's
exquisitely soft thighs. When we awoke, we discovered that I had
ejaculated while sleeping. We laughed at my accident and cleaned
ourselves.
Val wore his prostheses the morning we drove to Seattle. He
seemed nervous, but not quite as nervous as I thought he was going to
be. Maybe what had happened between us had a calming and reassuring
effect on him. I surely hoped so. My young lover should now be
convinced that all my feelings for him were genuine; I would not
permit us to be parted. He would be with me for now and in the
future.
Every time I thought of Val, or of the two of us together, I
became just a great big bowl of mush and got all gushy. I found that
my eyes would begin to tear up. I had to reach out and touch him -
squeeze his knee or rub my hand over his smooth cheek or hold one of
his hooks. He would smile up at me any time I did, and his smile
warmed me like a thousand suns. I actually drove most of the way
with either my hand on his thigh (slid up his baggy shorts) or
holding his left hook. He seemed to like the attention and the show
of my devotion and affection.
And whenever I thought of Val (which was so very often), it was
always in the most adjective ridden way possible. Words like
"incredible," "gorgeous," "wonderful," "beautiful", "magnificent"
would always pepper my thoughts about this marvelous boy.
Before we left the hotel that morning I made a number of phone
calls, the most important being to Elise. I probably woke her up;
she seemed groggy when we began to talk.
"Is everything all right Zack? There's no problem with Val is
there?"
"No, no everything's just fine. We're outside of Portland now
and will be in Seattle in a couple of hours. No.no.everything is
absolutely great!"
"So what's up? Why the call at this hour?"
"Elise, we need to discuss something very important."
"You expect me to discuss something important before I've had my
first cup of coffee?"
"Try! It's very important for us all. It's about Val's
future."
She was quiet for a few seconds, as if she had actually
anticipated this call. "Okay, I'll try."
I knew I had to say it all at once and if she got confused then
we could go over each individual part. "Elise, I want Val to live
with me and not go to Santa Barbara with your brother and his wife
but to live and stay with me in the Bay Area. I've spoken to Val and
he wants this too. We both want it very much." I took a deep
breath. There was just dead air coming from the other end. "Elise?
Are you there?"
"Yes, Zack, I'm still here. Just in a small state of shock."
"Sorry. I should have expected that."
"What brought this on?"
"I really don't know. Maybe spending time with him and getting
to know him again and getting to know his feelings and all and the
hard time he's had and..." My voice trailed off.
"I see. I see," she said over and over. Her voice was low and
she spoke very softly and very slowly. "Interesting proposition.
Most interesting. He'd be in the Bay Area so I could see him
whenever I'm free. Yes. Yes, very interesting. Intriguing...really."
"Elise, I need an answer soon because of the legal work that
needs to be done."
"Of course. Of course. You'll be wanting guardianship of Val,
won't you?"
"Yes, that would be very desirable. It would solve a myriad of
possible problems. And I'll be leaving for Hollywood in a couple of
weeks."
"Yes, yes. I know. I know."
"Let me assure you that I will assume all financial
responsibility for him - everything!"
More dead air. Then, "Well, my inclination is to say yes, Zack.
I know how much Val loves to be with you and how good you are with
him and for him and to him. He's almost like a different kid since
that first visit. I know he'll be very happy living with you."
"And I'll be very, very happy with him, Elise."
There was more silence but I could hear her taking a deep
breath. "You're really in love with him, aren't you Zack?"
I was stunned. Rocked! I was struck speechless. I didn't know
what to think or even say or how she realized the truth. I did know
I had to find my voice quickly. "What makes.why do you say that?"
"Because I believe it to be true.
"How do you...do you know?"
"A mother knows these things, Zack...even a seemingly uncaring one
like me."
Time for complete honesty. No holding back - no pretense.
"Yes, I love him, Elise. I love him very, very much." I became
choked up. "I feel I cannot live...cannot possibly live without him."
"That's good of you, Zack. It's good to hear you say that."
"I'm not just saying that. I really do love him an awful lot,
Elise. He has become the center of my world...and...and I cannot
picture that world without him."
"I think I know how you're feeling now. I truly understand,
Zack." She paused and I worried what was going through her mind at
this time. "May I speak with him?"
I put Val on the phone. Since I could hear only one side of the
conversation, it was not too enlightening. It was a series of yes's
and no's and uh-huh's. At one point, he told her how wonderful it
was being with me and of the new friends he had made and of our trip
so far. I could see his eyes begin to tear; he turned away from me
and whispered something into the phone. Then he handed it back to
me.
"Yes Zack, I'm sure Val definitely wants to be with you. So,
all I can say is yes and that...that you...have a mother's blessing.
Have your attorney contact me as soon as possible. Okay?"
"O-o-o-okay," I stammered. "Th-th-thanks."
"I should be thanking you, Zack. I think we're really doing a
wonderful thing for him. I can't believe how much his confidence and
self-esteem has soared since he met you again. I think he'd lose
those gains if he lived with all those girls down in Santa Barbara.
In fact, I know he would."
"Thanks for saying that, Elise."
"I truly believe it. Your influence has been quite remarkable
and all encompassing. I could see the changes in him from that very
first day." She paused here, as if trying to either collect her
thoughts or say something rather startling; it was the latter. "I
wasn't sleeping, Zack."
"W-w-w-what?" I managed to stammer out. "I d-d-don't get what
you mean, Elise."
"That first day at your house? When we were on the terrace and
Val was resting with you? I wasn't asleep. I saw how beautifully
and gently you treated him and how responsive he was."
"I'm so s-s-sorry, Elise. I'm sorry you saw...you saw that."
"Why? Why should you be sorry? You showed a frightened,
insecure little boy some real love...and gave him back some of his
dignity. There's absolutely nothing to be sorry about! God knows, I
wasn't there when he really needed me. I was totally unresponsive to
his great needs. You are a very loving person, Zack. You showed him
a person who is not family could love him and appreciate him for the
loving, wonderful boy he is.
"T-t-thanks." I didn't know what else to say.
"I knowing that he'll extremely happy being with you." She
paused again, either for effect or for to give me time for a
response. When I was not forthcoming she continued. "Well, that's
going to make things so much easier for all of us, isn't it? I'll be
very happy to do anything, Zack. Anything to help him...or you."
We chatted further but the decision had been made - Val was to
be with me - he will be with me and loving me - and I was completely
overjoyed. We were going to be a family. We would be living
together - Val and me. My wonderful lover would be with me and we'd
be together and gloriously happy.
When I got off the phone, Val cautiously walked up to me, a
questioning look lingering on his beautiful face. I gave him a big
smile, nodded and opened my arm. He let out a marvelous squeal that
sang in my heart. I lifted him and we kissed fervently, eventually
toppling over onto the bed and rolling around. I kissed him all over
his face and tickled his body. He laughed so hard it was difficult
for him to catch his breath. It was delightful seeing him this
happy. However, I could not afford to let anything develop because
of our time constraints. Mary Anne would get totally bitchy if we
were late.
"Have I told you recently how much I love you, Val?"
"Uh. I think it's thirty seconds ago. But I always love to
hear it."
"I love you, Valery Ivan Hendricks. I love you very, very much.
You are the great love of my life." We kissed passionately.
I made two more call - to the house to speak to Brigitte, then
to my attorney. Things were now in motion.
As we got closer to Seattle, Val read off the signs telling us
the distance remaining. He was becoming noticeably more agitated as
we neared our destination. I knew he would be very nervous meeting
certain people again - people whom he had known before the traumatic
loss of both his hands. I would lightly rub his exposed thighs
occasionally, trying to assure him of my great and undying love, and
to try to build up his confidence. I'd always found that it was the
little niceties performed for others that were the most remembered
and appreciated. Obviously, Elise had remembered my act of kindness
to Val very clearly - it most certainly seemed to impress her.
He would occasionally look at me and try to smile. I kept
trying to reassure him that Gabe would accept him despite his
handicap, just as I had. But now, it seemed, he had a new worry.
"Zack, I been wonderin'."
"What were you wondering about?"
"I was wonderin' if...if, ya know, if we'd be able t' be together?
When - er - all of us are together...ya know, with Gabe?"
"Together?"
"Yeah! Together - just me and you. Like we been the last
coupla nights."
I smiled and looked into his upturned face. There was a
pleading look in those magnificently large hazel eyes. I knew
exactly what he meant. Our last two nights together, sharing the
same bed, sharing our love, had been marvelous. I loved sleeping
with and being with this amazing boy - this wonderful child. I could
not remember more satisfying nights or a more fulfilling journey of
sexual exploration. And now he was concerned that those events would
make him seem more like an outsider after Gabe joined us.
"Yes, Val. I'll make sure that we are together...alone
together...and that I can show you all the time how much I love you."
I saw his eyes begin to well up. "And...and how much...how very,
very much I love ya Zack. How great ya make me feel...and feel like
I'm the luckiest boy in the whole world." He touched his new
necklace, the symbol of my undying love for him, and he began to cry.
I lifted one of his hooks and kissed it. Val then put that same
hook to his lips and kissed it too. It was a slightly modified
reenactment of the episode from our first time together. So much had
happened between Val and me since that day. My initial attraction to
this beautiful boy had grown into full-fledged love.
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Since our arrival in Seattle was well before noon, I decided to
check in. It was a five star hotel. Val had never seen such luxury
and was completely thrilled by the size and sumptuousness of our
suite.
We were at Mary Anne's place at noon. Before I had even stopped
the Range Rover in the driveway Gabe came running out of house,
leaped down the three steps leading up to the front porch and
traveled at top speed right into my waiting arms. I had jumped from
the car without shutting off the engine or releasing Val from his
seatbelt.
The two of us hugged and kissed with abandon. I spun him around
and around without concern for either of our safety. I was ecstatic
to see my son again - my beautiful son. Gabe squealed and laughed
almost hysterically as I continued to hug and kiss him. Finally, I
put him down and turned off the car engine and freed Val from his
confines. I lifted him to the ground. Gabe was still clinging to
me.
The reunion of the two boys was very touching and heartfelt.
They first greeted each other with a simple "Hi" and asked how each
was doing. Gabe extended his hand and took Val's extended hook, and
they shook. Then they fell into each other's arms and hugged tightly
and enthusiastically.
While the boys were busy with their greetings, I walked up to
the porch where Mary Anne was standing and waiting with a very
handsome young man. And the emphasis must be on young - I swear, he
looked no more than nineteen. He was very tanned with that supreme
blonde California surfer look. Mary Anne looked the same as always,
although she was showing her age and had gained some weight.
I kissed her on the cheek and we exchanged our usual
pleasantries. If nothing else, our relationship had settled into a
rigid routine of enforced friendship and wariness.
"Zack, I'd like you to meet my fianc‚, Christian deYoung." We
shook hands; he had a very strong hand shake and I was sort of
overwhelmed at his appearance - not very tall (about 5'-8"), very
narrow waist, blonde hairy arms and legs, small feet, rather muscular
and extremely cute, if I may be permitted to use that totally
overdone adjective. Then Mary Anne turned to Christian and said in a
rather cold, dead voice, "Christian, this is Dr. Zachary Greene, my
ex-husband, and Gabe's father." So much for introductions.
I noticed Christian letting his eyes wander over my body, just
as I did with him. He had a glorious big smile that revealed
impeccable, gleaming white teeth and full lips. His green eyes were
stunning and quite seductive. Christian seemed to be checking me out
as much as I had checked him out. I began receiving certain vibes
and I wasn't quite sure if I liked what I was picking up.
I could definitely see what Mary Anne saw in this young,
beautiful hunk - what he saw in her was an altogether different
matter. Having lived together for eight years (six of them married
to her), I knew that either he had to have the IQ of a dead
flashlight battery or he was heavy into drugs - legal or illegal. No
normal, non-medicated person could possibly be able to tolerate Mary
Anne for the period required for a successful marriage.
I turned to watch the boys. There they were standing in the
driveway - probably the two most beautiful boys in the entire world.
My beautiful son - my precious Gabe - his slim body clothed in a
Seattle Mariners tee shirt and baggy white shorts. His long, shining
blonde hair was pulled straight back and tied in a ponytail. His
blue eyes sparkling, his blonde lashes accentuating the stunning
color of those intense eyes. His exquisite face - high cheekbones,
small nose, small delicate mouth and freckles - as spectacular as any
of the cherubim in a Renaissance painting.
And my precious Val - taller than Gabe, equally handsome and
infinitely sweet. I know my perception was colored by my great love
for him, but it was undeniably true - he was a beautiful child. Also
undeniable was my great and overwhelming love for him.
Gabe and Val were talking rather animatedly and Val was showing
him the mechanics of his prostheses. He performed various motions,
opened the car door and took something out. Gabe seemed to be
thrilled at what Val showed him. As they walked up to the porch,
Gabe had his arm around Val's shoulder.
"And who is this handsome young man?" Christian asked while
looking directly at Val.
"Chris, this is my good friend Val Hendricks. Val, this is
Chris." Christian put out his hand. Val cautiously puts out his
right hook and Christian took it unhesitatingly into his hand and the
two shook. Val smiled and gave me sideward glance; Christian flashed
another of his great smiles.
"Hi, Mrs. Greene," Val said with enthusiasm.
"Hello, Val," Mary Anne said with a certain coolness in her
voice, as if dismissing a dirty street urchin who had dared approach
her for a handout. She always had maintained this attitude towards
Elise, Kurt and Val. If she wanted to stay on my good side Mary Anne
had better change her attitude toward my lover - okay, my secret
lover.
We all moved into the house and I noticed a great number of
cartons piled up in the living room. "What's in all these cartons?"
I asked.
"That's all the stuff being moved out," Mary Anne answered.
"Some of it's Gabe's, most of it's mine. I'm giving up the house and
moving in with Christian at his place. Half the time on the boat and
the other half in his apartment - it's not far from the Space
Needle."
"Boat?" I say rather confused.
"Yeah, dad. Remember I told you that Chris has this fabulous
boat? Well, he and mom are gonna live on it durin' the good
weather."
"What does that mean - two or three weeks of the year?"
Everyone but Mary Anne laughed at my little joke, Christian
laughing particularly hard - maybe a little too hard. "No, no, no,"
he said. "We get wonderful weather here in the summer and early
fall. Really delightful. And Mary Anne and Gabe both love the boat.
We'll travel around and have a gay old time - the two of us."
"It's really big, dad - and so beautiful. Val, ya gonna love
it!"
I thought for a second, looked around at them quizzically, and
directed my question to Mary Anne. "Gabe said something about you
and Christian living on the boat - and in the apartment. What about
him?" I asked, nodding my head in Gabe's direction. I was greeted by
absolute silence. Everyone was looking at the floor. It was so
quiet I could hear the insects buzzing around outside. I put my arms
out. "So?"
Mary Anne spoke. It was quiet and very much unlike her usual
ways. "Zack, we've come to a decision...Gabe, Christian and me, that
is. We've decided that...that Gabe is g-going to live...live with
you in Berkeley...if...well, he'll live there permanently...if...if
you want him."
For the second time today I was in a state of paralyzing shock.
I felt Val clutch me tightly. I shook my head slowly and walked to
the nearest chair and sat down.
"If I want him? What a horrible thing to say! He's my son, for
god's sake. Of course I want him!"
"Then it's o-o-okay with ya, d-dad?"
"Yes," I said hesitantly. "Yes, it's fine with me." I opened
my arms and Gabe came running to me. I clasped him to me with a
heavy hug and kissed his head. Then I turned on Mary Anne and my
wrath was hardly contained. "But don't you think it would have been
better to tell me this earlier and not spring it on me when I'm here
barely five minutes?"
Again, quiet. Christian was the first to speak. "I suppose so
Zack. Sorry."
"I don't think it's your place to apologize, Christian," I
snapped while staring directly at Mary Anne. "And please remember
that all this is going to be done all nice and legal." I drew out
each word to make my point. "I want paper on everything - I want
everything written down all nice and specific. And I mean
everything!" I raised my voice. "Do I make myself clear?"
Mary Anne nodded. "Yes, Zack. I have most of the paperwork
done."
"Oh, I'll bet you have." I did not try to conceal the sarcasm
in my voice. "I'll get my attorney on it immediately. I will not
leave Seattle until this is completed to my total satisfaction!" She
hesitantly nodded.
"This will put a definite crimp in our touring plans after we
leave," I thought. "I cannot do the touring with a vehicle loaded to
the limit!" I rubbed the perspiration from my forehead. "Just like
Mary Anne to pull this kind of shit at this late date!" I sat and
sweated for about three or four minutes, running all the various
scenarios through my now addled brain.
Finally I spoke. "Yeah. Okay, then. Everything'll be
fine.just fine. It will. No problem." Gabe gave me a big smile and
ran into my arms again. I hugged him tightly. I looked over at Val;
he had a slightly confused look on his face and his eyes were wet.
"Good! That's settled!" Mary Anne said hastily. "Anybody for
lunch?" She was at the fridge pulling stuff out and setting it on
the kitchen table. The boys responded enthusiastically and ran to
the table. They were already helping themselves to the food when I
slowly ambled in and sat down at the table.
We tried to make pleasant conversation - everyone except Mary
Anne. She was very quiet. I knew something was bothering her and my
leading contender was Val being here at this so-called "family"
gathering. Some family - a father in love with a ten-year-old boy,
an ex-wife in love with a teenager and a son not quite sure where
he'd be living.
Mary Anne kept sneaking sideward glances at Val and how he was
managing to eat using his hooks. He was doing very well and being
very careful. When he inadvertently dropped something on the floor,
she became very annoyed and ran to the sink to get a sponge and paper
towels to clean it up. Val glanced at me quickly. I knew he knew
that Mary Anne didn't particularly like him and now those feelings
were being reinforced. I yearned to help him get over this rough
patch by holding him and telling him soothing and reassuring things,
but I could not.
Suddenly he stood up. "Excuse me, but I havta go...t' the
bathroom." He started walking out of the room but turned around.
"Zack, could ya please...you know, please...help me?"
I stood and followed Val to the nearby powder room. He was
crying before I had closed the door. I sat down on the toilet and
held him and rubbed his back and kissed him.
"I'm sorry, Zack," he said between sobs. "I'm so, so sorry.
But I don't like how she's treatin' ya and.and also treatin' me. And
now Gabe'll be livin' wit' us. I knew these good things wouldn't
last for me."
I was quite taken aback by his total perception of the
situation. "There's nothing to be sorry about, my beautiful one.
Nothing at all. Mary Anne's a pig! And luckily this will be the
last time you'll ever have to see her." I continued to kiss his wet
face and hugged him close to my body. "You don't have to worry about
her at all. Mary Anne is not part of your life now and never will
be."
"Yes, she is! She's part of your life, and anythin' that's part
of your life is part of my life too. And wit' Gabe livin' wit' us
she'll be there all the time. I know it!"
Again, I was stunned. His sensitivity and perception startled
me. I pulled back and looked at him.looked at him like I had never
done before. The kid's depth of feeling and understanding of human
nature astonished me. A whole new aspect of this miraculous boy was
suddenly being revealed to me.
"You are absolutely correct, Val," I said nodding my head.
"Absolutely right! Mary Anne is part of my life...and will be forever.
Gabe links us. You understand human relationships better than I do."
He smiled a sardonic smile. "It's like Elise and Kurt. They's
always tied together by me.and the hurt's always there." I clasped
him to my body and held him as he continued to sob. He was an
amazing boy - an amazing human being.
I really needed to know how he felt about the latest change in
our long-range plans. "Val, what about Gabe living with us?"
He was quiet at first but stared right at me. Then he spoke
enthusiastically. "I think it's great. I do. It'll be great havin'
him livin' with us. Right?"
"I think it will. Yes, I think it'll be good for all of us."
"'Cause ya promised that we'll continue to make love and be
together."
I smiled at him warmly. "Again you're right!"
Before we left the bathroom, I helped him to urinate. I
thrilled at holding his young penis and feeling him piss. He smiled
adorably up at me. "I love it when ya help me, Zack. Help me do
anything."
"And I love doing anything you want me to do. Anything for
you." I wiped his eyes and washed his face with cold water before we
left the bathroom.
When we returned to the kitchen, all the food had been removed,
the table was clean and Mary Anne was at the sink. "Where's my
sandwich?" I asked.
"Oh, I thought you were finished," she answered.
"Well, I wasn't!" I walked over to the fridge. "I thought that
was quite obvious."
"What are you doing Zack?"
"I'm getting some food for Val and me. We're both still
hungry."
"Sorry, lunch is over. I'm very busy Zack and I need to clean
up."
"No problem. None at all." She gave me a slightly triumphant
smile. "C'mon Val." I grasped one of his hands and walked quickly
outside. Christian and Gabe were sitting on the porch. I nodded at
them as we made our hasty exit to the Range Rover.
Gabe looked at me very seriously and then called out, "Where ya
goin', dad?"
I turned on him, not bothering to hide my anger. "Val and I are
going to get something to eat since your mother has decided we've
eaten enough and lunchtime's over." While I talked, I was unlocking
the Range Rover, getting Val properly into his seat and opening my
door. "Then I'll show Val some of the sights of Seattle. We'll wind
up at our hotel later."
Gabe had a panicked expression on his face. "When'll I see ya?
When'll ya be back?" he screamed.
He ran up to the side of the car as I got in and closed my door.
"I'll be back when your mother decides it's time for you to come
along with me permanently! And not before."
"What's happened?" Gabe screamed over the sound of the engine
starting. "What's goin' on?"
"For that I'd speak to your goddamned crazy excuse for a mother,
Gabe!" I noticed that Christian had gone into the house.
"Dad, no! Don't go!" Gabe screamed. "Dad! Dad! Please stay.
Val?" I backed out of the driveway and sped off.
I had had enough of Mary Anne's bullshit over the years and I
was not about to take any more of it when I didn't need to. I would
not subject Val to her idiotic and incomprehensible behavior. If she
was still festering over her exclusion of a share of my book
royalties, then fuck her! I was pissed off at her shitty attitude
toward others and her goddamned uncaring ways. I would not accept
another minute of her and her problems - either real or imagined!
I looked at the clock on the dash. The entire visit had lasted
less than forty-five minutes, a new world's indoor record.
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Despite the psychologically upsetting morning, Val and I had a
wonderful afternoon together. I knew Val had taken the situation
very hard; he was quieter than usual but eventually returned to his
exuberant and loving self. I knew Mary Anne didn't like him when the
boys were good friends back in Berkeley, and I'm sure his prostheses
completely freaked her out. Well, that's her problem and no one
else's! Fuck her!
We rode the monorail, went to the top of the Space Needle and
wandered leisurely through the Pike Place Market. We visited Pioneer
Square, a few glass blowing studios and the beautiful new museums.
Val had a wonderful time and so did I. We pigged out on wonderful
Seattle specialties, watched everyone in the busy market (he loved
them throwing the fish - who doesn't?) and saw the whole of the
Seattle area from the top of the Needle. I treasured our time
together - my young lover and me. I hugged and squeezed him as often
as I could. When people saw us kissing and hugging each other, they
probably thought of us as a very loving father and son. Ah! How
wrong they were!
Best of all was that Val seemed to be totally comfortable and
confident - with me and, more importantly, with himself.
When we returned to our hotel, I noticed the message light
blinking on the phone. I knew what that was all about and ignored
it. We dropped our packages on the floor and I went to the fridge
and popped open two Cokes. I flopped onto a sofa and Val joined me.
He kissed me hard and I loved what he did. He had taken the
initiative and was not ashamed or reticent about our love or about
displaying it. I loved him for this - and for a million other
reasons.
"So, Val, did you like what we did today and what you saw?"
"Yeah! I loved everything! It's a real beautiful city. And
all the hills and the water and the restaurants and all. It looks a
little like San Francisco without the bridges."
"Funny you should say that, because that's exactly what I though
the first time I was here."
"I love that market...and the glass blowers. They're really cool!
And the food is so great! It's real nice here, isn't it?"
"Yes, it's a great city. Did you like the Space Needle?"
"It's super and how far ya can see! Are we gonna visit that big
volcano too?"
"Mount Rainier? Definitely!"
"Great!'
I turned on the television and watched CNN. Val climbed onto my
lap and I hugged him and kissed his head and let my hands roam over
his sweet body. He turned his head and gave me a loving kiss that I
returned eagerly. He moved his arms and began to stroke my head and
face. I loved what he was doing. Suddenly he dropped his arms and
said "Sorry" in a very low voice, averting my eyes and looking down
at the floor.
"What are you sorry about, Val?"
He shook his head and raised one of his hooks. "You know,
touching you and...and making love to you with my...my hooks."
"Why shouldn't you?"
He shook his head again. "'Cause they ain't real...they're metal,
plastic and...and ugly."
We had been through this before and I knew we would be going
through it countless times again. I had to keep reassuring him that
I did not care about his hooks. He was my great love - the love of
my life - and he need not be ashamed of anything.
I petted his face softly, rubbing the back of my hand on his
cheek and down his neck. I kissed his forehead and pick up one hook
in my other hand. "Val, I know we've spoken about this before." He
looked deeply into my eyes. I spoke slowly and deliberately.
"Because of your terrible accident, you may have had some problems of
acceptance concerning your arms...and your hooks. You may have those
problems with some people." I raised my voice for emphasis. "But
you do not have any of those problems with me." I spoke soothingly
again. "Do you understand that? You have absolutely no problems
with me."
"I know, Zack, I know. I'm sorry. I jus' keep forgettin'."
I held him tightly and spoke soothingly. "You are my great
love, Val. You are perfect. Do you hear that? You are absolutely
perfect! Everything about you is perfect. Your eyes..." I kissed
his eyes, "...your hair...", I kissed his hair "...your mouth..." and
I kissed him lovingly and passionately on his soft lips. "And your
arms." I slowly lifted his hooks and he watched me closely as I
slowly rubbed and then kissed them. I kissed him. He began to sob
lightly. "You are the most wonderful person I know, Val. You are
everything I want in a friend, a companion, a roommate and...a lover."
"A...a...lover?" he asked looking up at me, his moist eyes
sparkling, looking enormous and questioning.
"Yes, a lover." I gently lifted and carried him into the
bedroom. I set him on the bed. He laid back and I lay next to him.
I put one hand on his chest and he brought one of his hands up to
stroke my face.
Good God! How did I get myself into this one? How was I going
to explain to a ten-year-old boy that we were lovers, that we were
sexual partners? Or was I rushing the situation? We only had had
one real incidence of sexual contact; did that really make us
partners or...lovers? I looked at him...at that heavenly face...that
gorgeous smile, his wonderful personality shining through...at his
marvelous body. I was so much in love with him.
"You could say we're lovers now, Val. We like being with each
other very much, right?" He nodded and smiled. "We love sleeping
together and holding each other when we are together. Don't we?" He
nodded enthusiastically. "We have had sex together." He gave me a
slightly quizzical look. "You know, in the shower. And we both
loved it. Right?" He smiled sheepishly and nodded his head. "And
we want to do it again, don't we?" He gave me a great, broad smile.
"And we want to spend all our time with each other. Isn't that so?"
He sprang up and threw his arms around my body. "Yes, yes, yes!
I wanna spend all my time with ya. Every second! Every single
second of every single day!" He settled down and moved back to look
at me. His stare was deep, perceptive and very loving. "I think we
need each other; don't you Zack?" I nodded my head. "I think we're
happy we found each other and that we're gonna stay happy `cause we
have each other and `cause we love each other. Right?"
"Yes, yes, yes my fabulous, loving Val. We are going to be
very, very happy - and nothing is going to keep us apart. You have
my word.and my love on that." I put my hands around him and drew him
gently to my lips. We kissed, rejoicing in our love.
------------------------------------
Val and I were napping and the phone was ringing. My young
lover boy was snuggled peacefully against me and I was holding him -
holding and cuddling and nuzzling my love.
I reached for the phone; it was Mary Anne. Christ, from the
absolutely sublime to the depths in one fucking second.
"Yes, Mary Anne, what can I do for you?"
"You can let me speak to Christian, Zack!"
"Christian? Your Christian? What makes you think he's here?"
"Cut the crap, Zack. I know he's there!"
"Well, he's not here!" I was really getting pissed! "I see
only two people in this suite, and I can see only one of them when I
look in a mirror."
"Who's the other one then?"
"It's Val, goddamn it! Use your head!"
She was actually quiet for a second. "Well he's gotta be around
somewhere. He and Gabe stormed out of the house about ten minutes
after you left."
"Be that as it may. He's not here! Maybe the guy has more
brains that I gave him credit for. Now good-bye!" I hung up the
phone with Mary Anne still sputtering.
I looked at the clock. It was almost six. We still had two
hours before we had to be at Wild Ginger for dinner. I wanted to
take Val to one of my favorite places in Seattle and Wild Ginger was
it. I was sure he'd enjoy the food and have a great time there.
I turned on a low light and settled back to snuggle with Val.
He moaned slightly in his sleep as he resettled his head on my chest.
I held him tightly, kissed his head and petted his cheek. I was with
my wonderful boy and I could not be more content - even though I had
just spoken with Mary Anne.
I laid back and looked at my delicious Val, sleeping like an
angel in my arms. Sleeping with me as it was meant to be. Just the
two of us...together...friends...and lovers.
Some of my favorite times with Val occurred when he was asleep -
asleep in my arms. I'd gently hold and caress him, my mind replaying
the recent events of our time together. Somehow, I did not
completely comprehend the totality of those events while they were
happening. I was too busy making my young lover happy and he was
doing the same for me; I failed to fully appreciate the wondrous
depths of our love and of Val's incredible boyhood beauty and
vitality.
That afternoon we had made marvelous love. It was
extraordinary.
When we returned to the suite we both knew that we needed to
shower before going out for the evening. "Val, can I help you get
undressed?" I asked in a completely non-threatening way.
He looked at me and smiled. "But I can undress myself without
any problems. Ya know that!"
"I do. I know, Val. But...well, I'd really like to help you get
undressed now." I was slightly embarrassed asking him this, but he
responded with a huge smile and slowly walked over to me. I thought
there was a little more swagger than usual in his casual but sexy
walk.
"Yeah, Zack. I'd really love for ya t' undress me now. If ya
wanna know, I'd like ya t' do it f' me all the time."
"I'll do it whenever I can or whenever you want me to."
He looked down at the floor, then looked up at me sheepishly.
"Ya play so wonderful with my stumps. I love that so, so much, how
good ya make me feel by kissin' and rubbin' `em."
I kissed him. He was so overwhelmingly adorable...so incredibly
beautiful. I kissed him all over his face and he began to giggle.
"Why are you so adorable, Val?"
He shrugged. "I dunno." Then his face took on a more serious
expression. "I'm not, ya know."
"Not what?"
"Adorable," he mumbled.
"Really? You're not adorable?" He shook his head. "That's
strange. Very strange. I've always thought you were the most
adorable creature I'd ever seen. Hmmmmm. I guess I'll have to
rethink that." I put my hands on his shoulders and kept him at arms
distance while I made exaggerated motions of looking him over from
head to toe. I shook my head. "I don't know. Nothing has changed.
I still think you are the most adorable person I've ever seen."
"I love ya so much, Zack."
He moved quickly into my arms and we hugged and kissed
passionately. "You are gorgeous, my Val. Absolutely gorgeous!"
"Thanks, Zack. I love ya so much. When ya say I'm gorgeous, I
know I havta believe ya `cause ya always tell me the truth."
"Well you should, because I mean it...I mean everything I say.
Everything I tell you is the truth."
We kissed again...and again. I rubbed his back and then his face.
I was so in love with my marvelous Val that I just wanted to absorb
him entirely into my very being.
Then I unhurriedly began to undress him. I slowly removed his
baggy tee shirt. He raised his arms slightly and it came off easily.
With his shirt off, I could see the complete paraphernalia my
precious Val had to wear (and had to endure) to be able to enjoy a
semblance of normalcy. I held him close and let my fingers travel
over each part of his prostheses - the shoulder harness, the cuffs
for his upper arms, the actual mechanical devices of the hooks, the
cables and the stump receptacles that anchored them. I wanted to
touch every part, to let Val know that I found nothing about them to
be repellent.
I ran my hands over his shoulders and rubbed and squeezed them.
I touched the harness then continued down to his upper arms, feeling
his wonderfully strong boy muscles beneath the material of those
upper arm fastenings. I grasped and tweaked Val's developing biceps.
What pleasures coursed through my body as I gently and uninhibitedly
touched him. When I reached Val's elbows we were both breathing
rather hard. I looked at him, he looked at me and we smiled.
"Havin' these horrible things taken off never's been this much
fun," Val said in a slightly surprised voice. "But what ya doin'
now's just so wonderful. I feel so...so...so special and ya so special
t' me."
I gave him a reassuring smile. "I'm glad you like it,
sweetheart." I put my arms around him and hugged him to my body. He
put his arms around me and returned the hug. The feel of his body in
my arms and against me was heavenly. "I love everything about you,
Val."
He sobbed once and hugged me harder. "I love ya, Zack. Bein'
with ya has been the most wonderful time of my whole life. It's
almos' like a dream. Everythin's so perfect."
I kissed his forehead and hugged him harder. "And I want it to
stay so very perfect." I was ecstatic that he found our mutual
affection...and attraction...and attention so natural and stimulating.
I undid the Velcro fastenings of the harness, and gently and
carefully I removed Val's arms. I put them on a nearby chair then
turned to look at my gorgeous boy again. He was still wearing his
undershirt and stump socks. I could not stop myself from touching
him. I ran a hand across his cheeks and neck and slowly and lovingly
stroked his chest. My other hand found his hard cock, tenting out
his shorts. He was apparently fully erect.
Val let out small yelps as I caressed his cock through two
layers of clothes. The heat seemed immense but I knew that was only
an illusion. His head was thrown back, his mouth opened and his eyes
closed. I kissed his chin. I kissed his luscious lips. Val flung
his arms around me, pulling me toward him in what seemed to be a
frenzy of uncontrolled lust and sexual desire.
I moved my hands and gently stroked his sides. I noticed that
his body was beginning to move forward and back rhythmically. I
gently eased off his tee shirt and rolled down and removed his sump
socks. His beautiful chest and arms were now revealed. I was again
totally captivated by his young body. I soothingly and lightly
rubbed the back of my hands over his chest paying particular
attention to the area around his nipples.
I let both hands trail down the length of Val's arms - those
beautiful, soft, sexy arms. I squeezed his biceps again, relishing
the feel of his developing muscles beneath skin as smooth as silk. I
adored the gentle contours of his upper arms. I tenderly caressed
his elbows and continued down.
I looked at Val's beautifully taped forearms and marveled again
at the quality of the surgeons work. Their incomparable beauty and
graceful shape captivated me once again. I was overcome by the
incredible sexual desire that their appearance created in me. I
gently touched them again and again, marveling at their loveliness
and the extremely strong sexual reaction I had to them. It was a
decided mystery why I found them so appealing, but I did.
Val raised the stump ends to my lips. I kissed them and rubbed
them with my lips, licked them with my tongue and nipped at them
greedily. He squirmed in my embrace as I continued to show him my
deep affection. I ran my hands over his beautiful butt cheeks and
down the back of his thighs. He was moaning loudly and wiggling that
tight body.
"Oh, Zack!" Val moaned. "Oh, Zack, this is so wonderful. I
never feel better in my whole life."
"I'm so happy you feel this way. I feel the same...the exact
same way! I've never been happier!"
"And I can't believe how great it feels when ya rub and play
with my arms. The chills are jus' travelin' through my whole body
and I feel so terrific! I can't believe I can feel this good with
jus' ya playin' with my chopped off arms."
"I don't understand it either, Val. It seems that your stumps
are very sensitive. I get an incredible pleasure touching and
rubbing them. I really don't know why it happens, but I do know that
I'm happy. It's even better now that I know you feel so great too.
I want to do everything to make you happy...and be happy with me...and
want to stay with me forever."
"I do wanna stay with ya forever! I want ya t' love me and t'
hold me and t' make love t' me and I wanna do the same t' ya!"
I was being overwhelmed by my driving passion for this boy and
my single-minded desire for him. "I'll do anything and everything
you ask, Val, absolutely anything. I'm thrilled that you want to be
with me as much as I want to be with you." I carried on smothering
his arms with my kisses and caressing his body.
I continued to lick and kiss one stump while holding it gently
in my hand. I also let my other hand reach for his stiff cock. I
rubbed him gently but firmly through his shorts and felt his
breathing and movements begin to speed up. I moved to kiss him, and
when my lips touched his, he erupted with his delightful, dry boy
orgasm. His body was totally in motion - every part seemingly
independent of the other. We kissed passionately while his body
played out the breathtaking pattern of its release.
As he began to come down from his peak, I grasped his body
firmly to prevent him from falling. He put his head on my shoulder
and I could feel his body slowly begin to relax. He raised his head
and smiled. "Thanks, Zack."
When he returned to normal - normal for a ten-year-old boy, that
is - he stood in front of me once again. I could see that his cock
was still hard. I looked down at his legs, and the sheer beauty of
this boy overcame me once again - his powerful seductiveness and my
unbridled love and lust for him. His smooth, beautifully contoured
legs had me totally beguiled; those magnificent, unmuscled calves and
thighs were objects of veneration and great beauty. The magnificence
of Val's sensual calves, tapering so smoothly to his ankles, had me
enthralled. His large sneakers made the beauty of his legs even
greater.
What is it with me and boy's legs and sneakers? I seem to find
that these new, high tech style of sneaker make little boy's legs
look even more beautiful, even more compelling, just the way a high
heel shoe makes a woman's legs look so sensual. Ah, just one more
thing to ponder about my sudden and seemingly irrevocable attraction
to the beauty of the young male body, and Val's young male body in
particular.
"Ya lookin' at my legs Zack?"
His words snapped me out of my reverie. I nodded. "Uh, yes,
Val. I must tell you that you have beautiful legs - very beautiful.
Looking at you, standing here so close to me, I cannot see any part
of you that is not extremely gorgeous."
He moved close and kissed me. I delighted in the warmth of his
body and the lovingness of his soul. I silently thanked the powers
that be for sending me this caring and loving boy and for giving me
the ability to love him and to make him happy.
I kissed his neck and was rewarded by the taste of Val's boy
essence - the spicy distillation of his perspiration combined with
the lingering soap of his morning shower plus the taste of Seattle
itself - the taste of a 100% boy - of my boy, my own special, caring
boy and my incredible young lover.
I lifted Val onto the bed and quickly dispatched his sneakers,
socks and shorts. I stood him in front of me again; the whole
operation was so fast I think it barely had time to register on him.
But he managed to give me a big smile. His brilliant white briefs
positively glowed in the dim lighting of the room. It was almost
like they were phosphorescent - and my eyes were riveted to his
gorgeous crotch, his wonderful boy penis pushing out the soft cotton
of the briefs.
His underwear was tenting out so beautifully and enticingly that
I had to rub my hands over his appealing mound. A sharp intake of
air greeted my touching his hot cock. This was followed by another
big smile. I returned the smile and once again clutched him close to
my body.
I let my fingers slowly move across his cheeks, caressing his
smooth, satiny skin, down his neck and onto his tight little chest.
I could not think of anything more lovely or appealing than Val's
gorgeous, soft skin and his luscious body. My hand came to rest on
one of his now fully erect little nipples. I lightly touched it with
only the very tips of my fingers.
Val obviously appreciated the caressing attention. I first
heard it as a low, guttural sound coming from deep within. When Val
opened his mouth, it almost sounded like a low roar, but like one
coming from the primal human depths. I looked at his face. His eyes
were tightly shut and his breathing was slow and quite steady, which
surprised me. I let my fingers perform lovingly across and around
that wonderful nipple and I found myself becoming incredibly aroused
at the sight and sound of my young, willing, seductive lover.
Suddenly Val spoke and it jarred me slightly. "Can I help ya
take ya clothes off, Zack?"
I smiled at him and he returned it. "Certainly, Val."
I undid all the buttons on my shirt. Then he brought his arms
up and oh so gently removed it. As it dropped to the bed, he slowly
brought his arms to mine and traced slowly up from my hands all the
way to my shoulders. He was so caring and gentle and so thorough.
He slowly lowered his arms, pausing to caress my elbows, wrists and
fingers with his sexy arms.
"This feels wonderful, Val."
"Does it? Really and truly?"
"Yes, my beautiful Val. Really and truly."
He smiled and slowly raised his right arm until it was near my
nipple. I drew in a deep breath in anticipation of his gentle touch.
But he delayed for a second and I needed to inhale deeply again when
he did touch me. The feeling of his scarred and slightly roughened
stump on my hard and sensitive nipple unleashed the floodgates of
feelings from within me. I began to pant heavily and tried mightily
to control my raging feelings. I did not want to possibly frighten
Val and shoot prematurely. I breathed deeply about ten times and
gradually felt my control returning.
"Ya okay, Zack?" Val asked with a slight tremor in his voice.
"Oh, yeah, I'm fine. You're doing such a good job on me that I
was afraid I'd come too soon. That's all."
Val gave me a big smile and kissed me softly. It was delicate
and delicious. I was amazed at the incredible sexual progress of my
young partner. This boy was a total sexual animal, in addition to
being a wonderfully caring lover.
Since my arms were spread - supporting my body - Val sneaked an
arm into one of my pits and began to gently massage me. He used the
other arm to work over my chest and nipples. I cannot begin to
describe the otherworldly feeling that was overtaking me. It was
like nothing else I had ever experienced. This boy, this marvelous
boy, this wondrous creature, my magnificent Val, was bringing me to
whole new level of sexual excitement and fulfillment.
He continued to gently rub those delicious stumps on my body and
brought his face close to mine. "I love you, Zack. I love you so
much." Before I could respond, he pushed his lips against mine and
gave me a fervent kiss of such deep feeling and such soul wrenching
complexity that I was startled into complete inaction. I was
paralyzed.
Val moved one stump to my crotch and gently began to stroke me,
while continuing to stroke my chest. The feeling was thoroughly
intense, even through the material of my shorts and underwear. The
feel of Val's arm rubbing my fully erect cock was an exquisite
experience. After a few short minutes of his expert treatment, I
completely lost any semblance of control and felt myself begin to
build to my inevitable climax.
And what a glorious climax it was. I felt so loved by this
wonderful boy, so happy and so contented. I felt my whole body begin
to contact and spasm and I felt my semen rushing from my balls to
make its eventual escape. The overall feeling was one of gargantuan
release along with feelings of inner tranquility and powerful love.
I lay back on the bed panting and trying to regain my self-
control. When I opened my eyes, Val was looking directly at me. He
had climbed onto the bed and was resting next to me. "I'm sorry I
made you come so fast, Zack." I smiled up at him. "Was it okay?"
I smiled again. "It was much better than okay, Val. It was gr-
r-r-eat!"
He giggled at my joke and we kissed. I put my arms around him
and squeezed him hard. I removed my shorts and underwear; both were
wet with my juices. The coolness on my crotch was actually quite
delightful. I pulled the covering off the bed and turned it down.
Val frowned. I assumed he was thinking our fun for the afternoon was
over and we were going to nap. This was the furthest thing from my
mind.
I laid back and signaled Val to snuggle up with me. He grinned
widely and scurried close. I slowly and deliberately removed his
briefs and we snuggled together - naked. He immediately kissed me
and rubbed his arms over my ears. "Ya got pretty ears, Zack."
"I do?"
"Yeah, they're very pretty."
"You're the first person to ever compliment my ears. Thank
you." I became slightly playful and began to tickle him; his whole
body convulsed. It was delightful to watch him, to be with him and
to be able to play with and cuddle him this way.
He threw himself into my arms and smothered me with kisses. I
rubbed him tenderly and could feel his hard cock pressing into me. I
knew Val wanted and needed more loving and I was certainly the person
to fulfill his every need and desire. Of course, my needs were also
uppermost in my mind. Would Val be willing to...you know, would he be
ready to take the next step.
I moved so that I could begin my tender lovemaking to Val's
glorious body and his delicious young genitals. Since we were under
the bed covers, I began to mentally picture his fantastic boy
equipment - how beautifully his young testicle sack hung down, and
how those two gorgeous orbs filled out the sac so deliciously. And
his magnificent and generous boy penis - in all its uncut, dark
beauty.
However, before I could make any move, Val sat up slightly,
pushed away the covers and gently brought an arm to the area
immediately above my cock. He lightly rubbed his arm through the
small amount of pubic hair I have there. I had difficulty believing
how rapidly I became totally rigid and how quickly I fell into a
state of completely ecstasy. His completely focused and unbelievably
sexy attentions had me totally motionless.
I lifted my head and was very surprised to see Val move his arm
near the head of my cummy cock - my whole crotch area was sticky with
my cum. I had to stop Val from doing what...what...whatever it was he
was going to do.
"Val! What are you doing?"
"I'm gonna play with ya dick, Zack. Ain't that all right?"
I was hesitant with my answer and I saw the smile fade from his
gorgeous face. "Yeah! It's fine - really fine. But my cock is...you
know, it's all covered with my sperm."
"So?"
Well, if the kid didn't mind, why should I? "No problem then,
Val. No problem at all!"
He gave me a smile and I saw and felt at the same instant his
arm touching the ramrod straight shaft of my cock. The pleasure was
overpowering. He ever so slowly let his arm stump trace down my
cock; it twitched and jumped. I was quickly losing control again!
Val repositioned himself, settling between my legs. I looked up
at him with half opened eyes and smiled. He gave me a great smile
back and nodded his head as if to say "I like it here." He seemed to
be making himself quite comfortable and my anticipation was rousing.
He rested on his haunches, settling between my wide spread
knees. "Ya got a real beautiful, big dick, Zack. It's really so big
and thick and it's standing up so much and so straight. It's just
incredible. And you have such wonderful balls, too."
I had some difficulty speaking since I was in this other world.
"First you love my ears and now you love my cock and my balls. What
next?"
He shrugged. "Dunno. But it's gonna be somethin'."
I could see that Val was now staring at and utterly
concentrating on my genitals. A small, lascivious smile played over
his face and he was actually licking his lips. Was he really going
to do what I thought he would do? Would he do what I wanted more
than anything else? I closed my eyes and laid my head back on the
pillows - waiting.
Val moved one arm to the shaft of my throbbing cock and slowly
and gently moved it down the full length and then up again. He moved
it over the head, now being generously coated with my pre-cum. He
let out a series of small squeals as he maintained the gentle and
continuous massaging. Meanwhile, he placed his other arm under my
ball sac. He gently lifted and lowered them, manipulating my large
nuts as best he could. He pushed his arm end into the sac, stroking
the whole bag and my balls with a consistent and tender motion.
I knew I was going slightly ballistic on him but the feelings
being created in my body could not be easily calmed. He continued
stroking my shaft and groping my balls. Knowing that his arms were
playing over my genitals and feeling those slightly roughened stumps
touching me all over created sensations the likes of which were
totally new and incredibly unexpected. They were overpowering
sensations - sensations I could never remember having had before -
generous, loving, and so deeply erotic. This boy was the epitome of
a sensitive, caring lover.
"Oh, god! Val! This...this is so fabulous?"
"Is it, Zack?"
"Yes! My god, it is!"
"I'm glad ya like it, Zack. I love doin' this. I love it so,
so much!"
He continued his gentle rubbing and stroking. "Gentle" does not
adequately describe the exceptional comfort this special boy brought
to me. It felt like a heavenly zephyr, like the softest of whispers
maneuvering my sensitive parts. He was so incredibly considerate, so
wholly caring and so wonderfully tender; I knew immediately that love
like this comes but once in a lifetime - if that often.
I was floating - floating above the mundane world of books and
divorced parents and finances and touring. I was in a new and
different dominion - a land of individual passion, deep personal
sympathy and clarity of action and deed. I was in Val's world - and
I never, ever wanted to leave.
And then he did it. And as I saw him move to do it, my heart
leaped into my throat.
He bent his head down and looked closely at my pulsating cock -
so close that I could feel his warm breath caressing the head. It
started me panting faster. He moved his arms to either side of my
erect cock. He slowly brought out his tongue - then retracted it
quickly.
Val was still staring at the head - and I was staring at Val.
He gradually put out his tongue again - and this time he moved
forward and gently but firmly licked the head.
It had been a long time since another person had touched my cock
this way, and the feelings that raced through me were massive. I
shuddered; the trill running up and down my body as if every nerve
ending had been ignited. The pleasures were like no other I could
ever remember. They were deep - I could feel every muscle in my body
tingling. I was alive with feelings of limitless love - for my life,
for what life had brought and, most especially, for my incredible Val
and the contentment he was able to bring.
I watched intently as Val gathered both the pre-cum and the
slightly dried cum from my last explosion onto his tongue. He sat
back on his legs and gave the taste in his mouth some deep thought.
He smiled at me and nodded his head. I returned the smile as he
leaned forward, crawled up beside me and kissed me hard and
passionately.
"I love ya taste, Zack." He whispered this in my ear, then
kissed my attractive ear. "I love it a lot! I'm findin' out so many
things `bout ya, and every one gets better and better."
All I could do was smile and kiss his cheek again. I was
rendered rather speechless by his actions and his words. He moved
one arm until it was once again rubbing over the head of my cock
again. He slowly moved down my body, keeping maximum skin contact as
he moved, one stump continuing to rub the head of my cock and one
stump rubbing various areas of my body including my arm pits, nipples
and thighs. He sat up again on his haunches between my legs and put
his lips to the head of my cock. I could see that his own cock was
fully hard and looking so incredibly tempting. But I did not have
the strength or the will to move to take it yet.
Again, he began to lick the fluid issuing from my slit. He was
now beginning to rub those delicious stumps on my thighs and the feel
of his tongue and stumps was electrifying. I was trying hard to keep
my body as still as possible - with great difficulty. I had to
concentrate hard but other feelings were overwhelming my senses and
most of the time I just let the natural actions take their course.
If I hadn't shot ten minutes ago, I know I would have come right
then. But having orgasmed so recently, I hadn't had time to recover
completely, and Val took advantage of my situation. God! Did he
ever take advantage!
While continuing to stroke the sides of my raging cock, he
placed his whole mouth over the head of my cock. It was so
phenomenally awesome to see him do this - it just took my breath away
and to this day, I still occasionally replay that scene in my mind's
eye.
He lowered his slightly opened mouth to the very tip of my cock
head, and lick and sucked softly on my slit. The feeling was
explosive - the softness, the gentleness and the totality of what he
was doing were making me weak and very wanting.
He slowly slid his mouth down the glans. I could feel his small
tongue licking all around the head as his lips incrementally moved
down. Val's small mouth was barely able to fit over the very swollen
head.
"Don't force yourself Val," I managed to croak out. "Just take
it easy and take it slowly. Okay sweetheart?" He nodded. "Good."
He still had most of the head in his mouth and the sensations
were incredible. "I love what you're doing for me Val, but please
don't hurt yourself. Okay?" He nodded again. "It feels.feels s-s-
so ab-ab-absolutely awesome, Val." He looked and me and tried to
smile; this was not successful because his mouth was stretched by the
head of my cock. Instead, he made an "M-m-m-m-m-m-m-m" sound, the
reverberations of which played against my cock and made me feel
hotter and made the situation even more explosive.
I propped myself up on my elbows so that I could watch almost
everything that Val was going; it was making me even hotter seeing
how he treated my cock and body with his beautiful arms and his
wonderfully hot, wet mouth. However, I had trouble keeping my eyes
opened. I just wanted to close them and drift off into the exquisite
world being created for me by my beautiful and very willing (and
quite surprising) lover.
Val now had the entire head of my cock in his mouth. He slowly
began tracing his tongue around the ridge - around and around and
around.it was driving me crazy - totally bonkers. Then he moved his
beautiful stumps from rubbing the sides of my cock and began softly
playing them over my thighs, then gently touching my balls, caressing
the V where my legs met my torso, over the mound and then up the
sides of my raging cock.
His tender considerations had me at an incredible high. His
continuing attentions to gently sucking and licking the head of my
cock, combined with the superior interest to my crotch and thighs and
scrotum made me feel like the luckiest individual in the world - to
have this marvelous boy love me this way had to be the absolute
height of my years of sexual activity with both sexes.
I also knew that I'd not be able to hold back much longer. My
previous climax had slowed things down somewhat, but I was only
human. Val's undivided attentions and his delicious care of my cock
head were quickly pushing me toward another big blow.
Val once again brought his stumps up to the sides of my cock.
He alternated each one with an up and down motion, as gentle and soft
as could possibly be. He continued to have my entire cock head in
his mouth and he was rubbing it with his small hot tongue. I knew I
did not have much time.
"Val! Val!" I panted. "Val! I'm gonna come any second.
You'd better...better take your mouth off...off my cock. Take it off.
Please move away. Okay, love?"
Val moved his mouth away from the head. "Yeah, Zack."
It was only a matter of a second or two before I began to shoot.
And God did I shoot. My eyes were closed but I could feel a huge
shot leaving my cock.and then another.and then still another. I
could feel as two of them landed on my chest. I continued to shoot
out but at a slower pace and not as powerfully. These too landed on
me.
Suddenly I felt Val's stumps rubbing through the semen that had
landed on my chest...and...and I felt his mouth...his warm, wet mouth
on my cock head again...and he was taking the final few shots and the
inevitable seeping into his mouth. He was actually sucking my sperm
into his mouth and throat. It was an incredible feeling and I opened
my eyes to see Val busily working away on my cock and I could not be
happier.
He lifted his head and I smiled at him.
When my cock had softened sufficiently, he let the head slip
from his mouth and smiled back at me. I opened my arms and Val
eagerly crawled up my body and into my waiting embrace. We kissed
eagerly and passionately. He nestled his head on my chest and slowly
lapped at some of the semen that had landed there.
"Ya taste really great, Zack. I love it. I love everything
about ya."
And I adored and worshiped him, my incredible Val.
I had been transformed. I knew I was not the same person whom
Val had met those months ago. I was a renewed man - renewed in my
ability to give and receive love. I was forever indebted to my
glorious Val for this incredible change in my life.
To Be Continued in Chapter 11