Date: Tue, 06 Oct 1998 11:51:39 PDT
From: Lking 4you <lmtdedition@hotmail.com>
Subject: What A Wonderful World
DISCLAIMER:
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The following story is a work of fiction depicting a consensual sexual
relationship between an adult male and a young teen. Any similarities
between the characters and someone in real life is purely coincidental.
If you are under the age of 18 or do not approve of adult youth
relationships, or the subject matter is not legal in the area you reside,
please do not read further. The author welcomes any comments or
constructive criticisms. As usual, flames and bashers will be ignored.
Please direct your comments to: lmtdedition@hotmail.com The intent is
for this to become a series if enough positive response warrants it.
"What A Wonderful World"
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In the quiet, middle-of-the night darkness of my room, my minds eye
could see him so clearly approaching the pool. For the second time in
as many hours my wide-awake senses were acutely replaying all I had seen
and felt less than eight hours before. Once again my body became
flushed in the memory of his fluid motions, graceful yet strong, as his
slender body had pierced the still water and he began the journey to the
other end of the pool. My cock was hardening again, and I rolled over
onto my stomach as a rush of passion stiffened me to to full length.
My hands grasped the edge of the mattress and my breathing was heavy as
I rotated my hips, grinding the head and shaft under me in rhythmic
motions, serving only to heighten my senses.
I rolled onto my back trying to let my feelings subside. My mind
was like a VCR now, speeding in fast re-wind to the late evening hours
of yesterday.
I rarely go to the club at night, preferring to stop after work
when traffic is heavy and I can unwind with some vigorous time in the
weight room and a trip to the pool. It's also the time when many young
teens from the Converse Boys School are finishing at our racquetball
courts and the locker room and showers are filled with their beautiful,
naked pubescent bodies, and the air captures the pungent aroma of their
rich young male musk. I always smile to myself when I think how, as a
member of the Club Board I had steered through the motion to allow them
limited access to our facilities in the late afternoon hours. More than
once I've had to choreograph my movements around the showers to avoid
the discovery of their unknowing acts of arousal in me. The passage
of my motion had served to create a lot of motion in my groin since
that vote.
But yesterday I was late. A frustratingly long and unseasonably
hot September day at our law firm. The air conditioning had failed from
overload and everyones patience along with it. As the up and coming
"junior partner", the task of tying up the days loose ends had fallen to
me, as the senior partners had sought refuge in cooler environs. It was
past 8:30 when I entered the deserted locker room and stripped from my
sweat-soaked clothes. Too tired to exercise now I decided, so I slid
into my trunks, grabbed a fresh towel and headed for the soothing
comfort of the pool.
As an over 18, men only private club, we had retained nude swimming
privileges for those who elected to. I hadn't participated, choosing
rather to conceal my easily stimulated package in a pair of boxer-style
trunks. Our pool is the best feature of the club for my money. Low-lit
blue lighting overhead, and soft yellow below water spotlights give the
entire room an almost ethereal atmosphere. Mirrored on two walls,
reflecting the mixture of water, lights and sometimes unclothed bodies
can be pretty heady stuff.
The room was empty as I entered. I tossed aside my towel, slid my
my trunks down and off, and for the first time slipped naked into the
soothing water, lost in time and fluid space. I had been a competitive
swimmer in school. Now as the coolness enveloped my body, my mind
began to drift away from the toils of the day. I began slow free-style
laps, the energy returning to my strokes. The flow of water through my
pubic hairs and along my free-floating organ and balls made me realize
what I had been missing wearing my trunks these past two years. As I
pulled myself up and out of the water, I looked at my mirrored reflec-
tion and felt good that my 32 year old body was still in great shape.
I wrapped the towel around me, grabbed a mineral water from the cooler
and returned to the edge of the pool.
As I sat down and lowered my legs into the water, I heard the
locker room door open and close as an obviously young teen emerged from
the darkness into the light of the pool. As he approached he smiled and
said "Hi", acknowledging my presence. "Hello", I responded, my eyes
catching a full view of this stunningly handsome young boy. "I'm
surprised anyone is here this late. The whole club is deserted with the
heat and all", he said. "My name's Kevin Tyler," he offered. "Mason
Langley", I said, extending my hand. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Langley.
"Sure is hot out there tonight. I couldn't wait to get out of my clothes
and into the water. I've had a hard day", he said. "The water's great",
I answered.
He walked to the head of the pool initiating that familiar routine
of stretching and limbering up I had done myself so many times in my
competitive days. I watched transfixed at his beautiful frame. A
swimmers body if I had ever seen one, and I had seen a lot. I guessed
him at maybe 16 years old, about 5'9, no more than 135 pounds. Clad
in a scant white racing speedo, his darkly tanned body was perfectly
sculptured. Long graceful legs, and a slender waist rising to a totally
smooth youthful chest accented by twin, dime sized rose pink nipples.
Curls of soft wavy chestnut brown hair cascaded down his fore-head and
his dark brown eyes glistened in the soft lighting. Perfect white teeth
and high cheek-bones acccented his truly remarkable face.
My body jerked involuntarily as my gaze settled on the pouch of
his briefs. My cock twitched as I tried to remove them in my mind.
He leaned forward and slipped like a gazelle into the water, drawing
long graceful swimmers strokes as he traversed the pool. "Would you
count my laps for me?" he called. "Sure", I answered, elated at this
opportunity to follow his body without fear of being caught staring.
"Stop me at fifty", he yelled, and turned to continue. I watched him
slice effortlessly through the water, and as my stare focused on the
small of his back and the rise of his firm undulating hips above the
water, the head of my cock rose against the towel I was grateful to
have around me at this moment. It's too bad nude swimming isn't
mandatory I thought. How great it would be to see those nylon clad
buns bared to my riveted eyes at this moment. "Fifty", I hollered
as he reached my end of the pool. I was grateful for the elapsed
time, now that my swolen member had subsided. "You've got great
form, Kevin", I said as he swam towards me. "Thanks, Mr. Langley,"
he answered. "Please, call me Mason", I said, as he stood up in
front of me, his wonderful chest rising and falling effortlessly,
his thick long brown eyelashes dripping water. "Sure", he said.
As he pulled himself out of the water my eyes settled on the
front of his suit, knowing for a millisecond his soft penis would be
outlined as the water drained from his crotch. My anticipation was
richly rewarded as the outline of tender young flesh was visible for
too brief a moment. My dick stirred again as a faint impression of
his cock-head pressed against the wet whiteness of his speedo.
"Have you competed before?" I asked as he settled down beside me.
"Two years at State," he answered, "How about you?" "Only one year
after High School," I said. "I quit for my academics. Law school you
know, tough as hell!" "You're kidding," he said. "My one dream in life
is to be an attorney some day," he said. "What a coincidence, what
firm are you with? he asked "Roderick, Williams and North, I am
a junior partner in corporate law", I responded. "Wow", he gushed.
"They are really heavy hitters. What I wouldn't do to be with a firm
like yours someday", he said. "Anythings possible", I replied.
`Anything,' I hoped to myself. "Are you done with your laps?" he asked.
"Yea, I think I'll hit the stair-stepper and the showers". I answered.
"Catch up to you later", he said as I headed for the locker room.
As I reached the darkened entryway, I turned and stood in the
shadows for another view of Kevins fantastic body. My heart jumped
as he suddenly slipped off his suit and dropped them at the edge of the
pool. The pearl sheen of his ass-checks contrasting with his richly
tanned skin and his mirrored image in the wall beyond literally took
my breath away and almost buckled my knees. He stepped into the
water and disappeared from view and I escaped to the locker room
fighting every urge to return to the water, but knowing my throbbing
cock would not allow that. Dressed once again in my trunks, my mind
raced as I literally ran the stair-stepper, blood rushing to my head
as well as into my dick.
It was going to take all my years of training to control my
emotions I knew as I walked back to the locker room. Perhaps Kevin
had already gone. Perhaps he was still in the pool. Perhaps I'm
losing it, I thought as I entered the dimly lit, empty dressing room
and settled in front of my locker. He must still be in the pool I
reasoned, spotting a sports bag a few feet away on the bench. "Are
you here, Mason?" Kevins voice echoed through the room. "Here, I
answered. I'm just heading for the showers". It's now or never I
thought, as his towel wrapped body came around the lockers and he
dropped his suit on the bench next to his bag.
I slid off my suit and stood naked before him. As I stepped
towards the showers, his towel dropped to the floor. I could not
control my desire to see him and lowered my eyes for an instant.
Like the flash of a camera my mind took him in. He was beautiful!
A small, thick mound of rich black, moist, curly hairs glistened
in the light against the paleness of his untanned lower abdomen.
Flowing from them, the most beautiful cock I've ever seen!! He was
not huge, nor thick, but the sight of it resting softly over the
curvature of his glorious hairless balls, hued from light tan to
the rich pinkish crimson of the perfectly circumcised head, it was
ample and breathtaking. My knees weakened. I wanted to stop, to
turn to him, to confess my deep longing to hold and caress him,
but stepped beyond him and quickly entered the shower room, fighting
to stay soft, fighting to stay sane. I faced the wall and turned
the water to cool, hoping that would help me fight off the fire
welling within me.
He had turned on the shower on the opposite wall. I was
grateful for the distance and security it offered. A strange
sensation rushed through me. I somehow felt he was looking at me,
but my senses wouldn't allow me to turn towards him. "You're in
great shape," Kevin said at that very moment. "I can see you take
care of yourself", his voice quavering slightly. "Do you come here
often?" he asked. "I try to. Usually after work", I replied.
"Why so late tonight?" he continued. "Rough day at the office",
I said, as I turned off the shower and half-turned towards him.
the sight of him now weakened my knees. His young cock looked
bigger now, and he quickly turned to the wall. I could swear
he was turned on, but I exited the shower and grabbed a towel
quickly covering my own shifting meat. "I'll be out in a minute",
he yelled. I was grateful for the time, quickly slipping on my
briefs and slacks. "Do you need a ride home?" I heard myself say,
wondering what the hell I was thinking. "That would be great," he
said as he emerged from the shower. I was careful to avoid looking
at him, though the desire to was overwhelming me again. "I live in
an apartment with my mom about a mile from the Academy. It's on
Agency, if that isn't out of your way", he said. "Right on my way",
I answered.
It was cooler ouside as we climbed into my Jeep CJ. "Great wheels,
but not much of a family vehicle", he said. "I'm single", I responded,
wondering what the hell can he be thinking. "Wow, you've got it made
Mason", he said. `Not yet,' I said to myself. `If you only knew, Kevin,
if you only knew.' "I'll bet you have a great law library", he said.
"First rate I replied, marvelling at his interest. Would you like to
see it sometime", I asked? "Could I, I've always wanted to see what
one is like. I really do want to be a lawyer, Mason, but I don't know
if I can ever--" "I'd be happy to show you," I interupted. "Well, I have
actually already done a lot of reading, but the local library doesn't
have too much, and my mom thinks my ever going to law school is just
a dream anyway", he said lowering his head. "Why is that?" I asked,
my curiosity piqued. "Well, since my dad died when I was seven, we have
not really had all that much money, and she says the only way I can
even get to college is if I can do well enough to get scholarships.
But I know I can do it. I work hard on my grades, and other than the
swim team, I spend as much time as I can studying. I wouldn't have
any place to practice if it wasn't for your club, because I always hit
the books and don't always make it to practice on time. Coach says he
knows my priorities, and helps me out with the time. The reason I
work hard on my swimming is I thought I might be able to get a
scholarship for that too, and it helps me relax", Kevin said.
"I know how it is, Kevin, remember? I'd be glad to help you, if your
mom would think it would be alright" I offered. "Whoa, that would be
absolutely awesome, I know my mom won't care. She is either working
or going out. She does her best, but she is always saying how much I
look like my dad and all, so she seems to be better when I am not
around, I think. Besides, she knows how important it is to me, but
I'll bet you're really busy right now," Kevin said. "The pleasure
would be mine and I won't take no for an answer!" I stated emphatically.
Never in my life had I been so totally taken by anyone, let alone this
handsome youth. If I could help him in anyway possible, my mind was
already made up to do so. Just being around him made me remember what
it was like to be young and full of life.
"This is it on the right, number 117", Kevin pointed to his
building, as I parked at the curb. "I've got an idea Kevin, why don't
I pick you up after work tomorrow. It's Friday and we can drive out
to the office, I'll show you around and afterwards we can play some
tennis or go for a swim at the club. You want me to come in and meet
your mother to make sure it is okay?" I asked. "No, its okay, she works
second shift and won't be home until around 11:30. We hardly ever
see each other anymore anyway. I will write her a note. I know it
will be okay", he smiled. "This is so great, I can't wait!" Kevin said.
"Well, you'll have to, its too late tonight", I said with a laugh.
He grabbed my arm as he opened the door. "Thanks for everything,
Mason, you're terrific! See you at 5:30," he said. "Wouldn't miss
it for the world", I answered. With that, he grabbed his bag and ran
across the lawn and disappeared.
My whole body was electrified replaying these events. The faint
dim light pierced the darkness of my bedroom now and my engorged cock
oozed long clear streams of lubricating pre-cum My balls were tight
against my body aching for release. As my mind caressed Kevin's body,
my hand grasped the shaft of my six-inch cock and with a gut wrenching
moan I exploded in long throbbing streams across my chest. Moments
later as I lay there, my shallow breathing returning my spent body
to normalcy, my alarm clock jerked my senses back to reality with its
high pitched beeping.
A cold shower can work wonders for sleep deprivation I'd decided
as I grabbed my tennis gear and briefcase, climbed into my "CJ" and
headed for the city. The weather was perfect, I thought as the
sunrise broke across the eastern hills. Visions of Kevin flooded over
me once again. 5:30 couldn't come soon enough, I said to myself as
I entered my office to begin some day long depositions. A catnap at
lunch and an adrenalin rush that began at 4:30 and I was fully
regenerated. A quick change to my tennis whites and I was history.
As I exited the parking garage, turning south for the fifteen minute
drive to Kevins, I popped a Louis Armstrong CD into my player. As I
turned onto Agency and stopped in front of Kevin's, I found myself
humming: `... and I say to myself, what a wonderful world.'
As I headed up the walk I heard a distant voice. "Mason!" he
yelled. I turned to see Kevin waving as he rounded the corner and
ran towards me. "Sorry, I'm late," he panted breathlessly. "I missed
the bus. Come on in while I change. I'll only be a few minutes",
he said. I followed him in and watched him disappear into the bedroom.
"Make yourself comfortable", he hollered. Mom left yesterday with
some friends and won't be back until Monday", he shouted, "Take your
time, no rush", I said as I envisioned him changing while my eyes
scanned the apartment. Clean and simple I thought to myself.
At least he has a safe place to live. I settled down on the sofa and
continued to look around. A red light was blinking on the VCR, a
white-labeled tape half way out of the ejection slot. I got up and
stepped over to shut off the machine and WHAM!! It was like a ten
thousand watt bolt hitting my senses as my eyes focussed on the
tapes label. "Men, Two Men", the title electrifying every nerve
inside me! I owned it myself, and as I stood there holding the tape
and envisaged the passionate sexual, gay scenes it portrayed, I turned
to find Kevin standing in shock, his eyes riveted on my hands, his
mouth agape. He was beginning to tremble. "I--I--I--", the words
caught in his throat, his face glowing crimson. I walked to him slowly
and stood facing him. "I don't know what to say", he offered, his head
bowing, eyes cast downward. His words began hesitatingly. "When you
dropped me off last night, I--I, well, my mom was already gone and I
sometimes, I mean I watch--I, well,--" his voice trailed off. "It's okay,
Kevin, its one of my favorites", I said softly, putting my hand on his
shoulder. "You mean you've seen--?" he stammered. "Yes, I have, its a
a wonderful film", I said. "Then you're? Then you have? I mean are
you?" he stuttered as his brown eyes met mine and his face flushed
even redder in a nervous frenzy. "Yes, I am Kevin, and I lost a lot
of sleep last night", I said, moving my hand to the back of his head.
"You did?" he asked swallowing hard, his voice quavering.
I tossed the tape aside and put my other arm around him and
pulled his head next to mine, holding his trembling body close and
spoke into his ear. "Because I've never been so attracted to anyone
as I was to you last night. Because my night was filled with thoughts
of you Kevin. You're the most wonderful young man I've ever met," I
whispered, my lips brushing the edge of his ear lobe. I felt his arms
close around me now, holding the small of my back. "I couldn't sleep
either," he said gently, our bodies pressed together now. I could feel
his heart pounding in his chest. "That's why I had the tape--" his voice
trailing off again. "I want to be with you, Kevin. I want you so
much," I said. "Do you?" I asked pulling my head away, searching his eyes.
"Yes, yes," he said, as his eyes closed, his head moving forward, our
mouths meeting in the most breath taking and tender kiss I have ever
experienced! Our tongues met, probing, our arms were tightly around
each other now, our bodies merging. We held each other breathing
deeply, passionately, expectantly. "I want to be with you more than
anything, Mason, but I've never--" he paused looking pleadingly into my
eyes. "I've never done, I've never been with anyone. I don't know what,
don't know how to--" he choked up and held me so tightly my breathing
became labored.
His confession overwhelmed me. My desire for him growing even
stronger. "We'll find the way together", I said, my hand dropping to
his and turning us towards the bedroom. He led me to the side of the bed
and turned silently towards me, his eyes meeting mine again. I wanted
to strip him, to go down on him there, to give him pleasure and release
his seed in the heated passion of that moment. But, I wanted him to
know all of the special feelings he could have, all the joys of a
slow intimate sexual blending. I wanted him to experience it all, and
I wanted to as well. I wanted to be his first and only lover. I
wanted it to last for both of us.
I knelt down before him untying our laces, slipping off our
tennis shoes and socks and discarding them to the side. As I rose
up, I pulled my knit shirt over my head and dropped it behind me.
His eyes were longing now and he inhaled deeply as my fingers pulled
his white knit shirt from his waistband and guided it over his head,
revealing his perfectly tanned chest with its small erect bud-like
pink nipples. I leaned forward, my lips and tongue caresssing and
gently nibbling each one as his breathing grew heavier. His hands
rested on the crest of my shoulders rubbing them gently, then he
pulled me to him, our mouths seeking each other, as we pressed our
smooth chests together, holding our naked backs in each others arms.
We were passing our breath into each others lungs and our
rythmic breathing was intoxicating. His lips were full, soft and
supple and the flavor of his mouth on my tongue was wonderful I
could feel the pressing hardness of his fully erect cock as we slowly
rubbed back and forth across each other. I had been hard since our
first embrace and rubbed my shaft against his now, hoping his
sensations were as intense as mine! I slowly knelt before him once
again, my fingers brushing ever so softly across his stomach. I
looked up at him and he smiled gently closing his eyes, his arms
hanging tensed at his sides. My hands traveled up his inner thighs
across the bottom of his shorts and clasped his hips. I pulled
him to me and rubbed my nose along the outline of his rigid shaft
and inhaled deeply searching for a hint of his male scent. His
hands clenched. He shuddered as my hands unbuttoned his front and
my fingers slowly drew down his zipper. One smooth tug and his shorts
dropped to the floor. He raised each leg and I cast them aside.
Only inches away now, I could see a small wet patch on his gleaming
white Calvins, as the head of his cock pressed against it, a faint
trace of color showing within it. The rich fluid I craved was now
flowing freely from him. My hands grasped his ass cheeks as I pulled
myself upward and I gathered him again in my arms, pressed my lips to
his ear and whispered, "You look wonderful". He began to mirror my
earlier ministrations, his warm mouth encircling my own erect nipples.
I felt a deeply wired connection spreading through my groin as his
tongue danced around them. Kissing my lower stomach he tugged
urgently at the elastic waistband holding up my shorts. "Leave my
underwear on just now", I said softly as my shorts slid off and he
buried his face against the root of my throbbing cock. His left
hand grasped my balls gently and his right hand slipped beneath the
hem of my briefs and cupped the soft flesh of my ass as he stood
once again.
We hugged and held each other tightly for a moment and as if in
slow motion, we tumbled onto the bed, our arms and legs wrapped
around each other, our lips in their own rhythm, our rock hard cocks
in another. "You okay?" I asked with a slight smile. "I want you so
much", he answered. "Lay on your stomach, close your eyes and relax
and I'll give you a massage", I urged. He dutifully rolled over and
I knelt by his left side as my hands began rotating in circles over
his shoulders and neck, working down to his feet and then ascending
to his lower back. "Raise up a little", I said and I slowly pulled
his briefs down and off, exposing his soft warm firm and rounded
ass cheeks, my eyes drinking in the full lenth of his nakedness and
drawing a deep breath. The contrast with his tan was mind blowing.
I began fingertip massaging him now, as softly as I could, the
fingers of each hand lightly brushing separate areas of his backside,
rotating slowly but surely, one along his inner thighs upwards to
the juncture of where I knew his balls would be resting, the other
slowly tracing his lower back and the smooth,hairless fleshy mounds
of his magnificent ass, finally trailing from the small of his back down
the center of his crack, until the fingers of both hands met, and I
slowly spread apart those firm twin globes revealing his warm hairless
brownish pink tight virgin hole.
My mind exploded with desire as he moaned lowly at that very
moment, each round cheek of his firm ass involuntarily clenching,
and that beautiful anal entrance puckering with each spasm, his
sphincter muscle contracting. I moved his legs further apart and
settled on my knees between them. As I looked down now, his
tight rounded scrotum holding its precious cargo of firm oval seeds
nestled invitingly just below me. I wanted him desparately now
and fought off my desire to bury my face in the warm tender recess
of his glorious offerings. I used the very tips of my fingers with
featherlike brushing, tracing the outline of his nutsack and up and
around his delicate hole. He wreathed in ecstasy at each tender
movement. I bent forward slowly drawing my nostrils close to his
balls inhaling the rich musk of his unique scent. I was falling
in love and loving it all. Knowing the best was yet to come later,
I moved to his side, and laid on my stomach next to him drawing his
face again to mine, our tongues probing deeper and more passionately
than ever.
"Can I do that to you too?" he asked softly. "I want you to feel
as wonderful as you made me feel", he said quietly. I smiled at him,
nodded my head, rolled over and closed my eyes. He moved slowly to
my side, his knees lightly brushing my waist. His hands worked their
magic, his fingers caressing me tenderly, my nerves alive, responding
to his every movement. My throbbing cock oozed more and more fluid into
my briefs, as I thought again about this being his firt time. His hands
slid slowly under the waistband of my underwear and I raised up
allowing him just enough room to slide them off. "You feel fantastic,"
he said. "I've loved your body since I first looked at you in the
shower last night. I started to get hard when I saw you," he said.
"I was afraid you would see me", he laughed tenderly. His admission
confirmed my hopeful suspicions of the evening before and I sighed
heavily as he straddled me and sat down on my upper legs, his balls
resting just below the crest of my ass.
As his fingers trailed along the sides of my waist, my abdominal
muscles twitched involuntarily. He leaned forward and I felt the hard
naked flesh of his cock sliding forward and back again nestled between
the two of us in the furrow of my cheeks. He leaned forward and began
brushing the tips of his nipples back and forth across my upper back,
his arms suporting his weight as he rocked from side to side. He laid
down now and began tonguing and breathing heavily into my ear,
triggering a gut wrenching spasm and seizing my breath away. "Show me
how to make love, please?" he whispered pleadingly, looking deep into
my eyes. "You're doing just fine", I answered, smiling and kissing his
passion-flushed cheekbone. I thought to myself: `It's time! I want to
look at all of you, to feel all of you, make love to all of you.'
"Close your eyes and lay on your side facing me," I said, rolling onto my
right side closing my own eyes and facing him, my penis brushing against
his sides as he moved to me.
Our bodies absorbed one another, our surging groins thrusting
together, my prick enmeshed in his soft nest of hairs, his own rigid cock
abrading against mine. Flesh on flesh, desire unabated. We were
surrendering to one another everything that could be given, caught in
a sexual frenzy. As Kevin rolled slowly to his back, I turned my head
moving my mouth across his shoulder and running my tongue into the
wet matted recess under his arm, savoring the salinity of his persperation.
I slid my head downward below the rise of his chest, slowly circling the
perfectly rounded recess of his navel, the flesh beneath my toungue
twitching and causing Kevin to moan in low gentle whimpers. My face
finally coming to rest low on his stomach, my fingers sliding onto his
dense soft pubic mound, my eyes opening to gaze for the first time upon
his magnificent cock. Slightly longer, perhaps six and half inches,
much more slender than mine, almost delicate, its distended, wonderfully
mushroomed head was covered with rivulets of flowing pre-cum running
over the wide flaring pink ridge and down the length of his perfectly
straight shank, drawing me to the threshold of emersion.
My tongue brushed the soft pink crown of the glistening head and it
jerked involuntarily. No longer could I hold back. My lips nibbled the
tip, my tongue lathing around and around, tasting and gathering his
free-flowing juices, soft gutteral moans emitting from the recess of his
throat as his dick spasmed again and again. My left hand gathered and
encircled his balls and I closed my mouth around the head and drew down
on the warm spongy shaft, sucking it hungrily in, burrying my nostrils
in his velutinous pubic hairs, inhaling his musk. His young male scent
was rich and intoxicating and it splayed across my senses. Each time I
sucked up to the summit of his pulsating phallus, Kevin writhed in ecstacy
and more sweet emissions seeped across the corona onto my tongue fueling
my passion.
I rolled between his legs, my tongue tracing the length of his shaft
in a slow degression, my fingers fondling his erect supple nipples, my
mouth savoring the smooth skin of his hairless ball sack, swilling the
periphery of each oval seed, alternately rolling and sucking each one
into my mouth. My tongue flickered along the side of his balls as I
withdrew my hands and placed them below his knees, raising his legs upward
towards his chest. The warm rich aroma of his man scent filled my
nostrils, difusing across my mind and his body quivered and his breathing
became deep and hard as my fingers spread across his loins and my
tongue began it quest towards the warm moist portal of his ass. My tongue
darted arond the rim of his crater with ever deepening sorties until, at
last, I could delve deep inside him in primal thrusts, devoid of time and
space.
He writhed from side to side in a deep wrenching visceral frenzy as
I savored the pliant recess of his hole. His body convulsed and I knew
he was close, lacking any further restraint, lost in a carnal void. I
slid over his leg and laid on his left side. He raised his body as I
slipped a pillow under his ass elevating him slightly. I moistened the
middle finger of my right hand with saliva, slipped my arm under his left
leg and slowly slid the finger into his hole, grasping his balls with the
remaining fingers, massaging them tenderly, as I lowered my head once
again to his cock. I wanted his rich warm sperm. "Don't hold back,
cum for me" I said, as I began running my tongue all round the turgid
head, gathering and savoring the free-flowing nectar seeping from the
slit at the apex of his wonderful penis. I began rotating my finger deep
inside his anal canal, finding and pressing against the soft nub of his
pubescent prostate. He gasped loudly, his body going stiff as I sucked
him in with a long deep thrust, devouring his meat, feeling its warmth
in the depths of my throat, my mouth creating long coital thrusts, my
tongue a Lothario to his young ripe prick. His whole body was palpitating
from the ministrations of my mouth, and with one final deep sucking
breath, he exploded like the brisance of a cannon. With one tremendous
swelling contraction, his cock expelled the first stream of virgin seminal
cream, filling my mouth with his rich warm essence. I swallowed in
succession each profuse ejection of his wonderful brew. Again and again
he moaned as each orgasmic pulsation within his cock released more and
more of his load. With one final surrendering screaming shudder he
expelled the last of his semen and collapsed on the pillows, his face
flushed, his eyes closed and flickering, still lost in the rapture he
was feeling within.
If you have ever gazed on the fresh young face of someone emerging
from the glow of their first orgasm, lovingly brought forth by someone who
wants them to experience it the way it should be every time, then you know
the serene tranquility of the expression Kevin presented to my eyes as I
gathered him in my arms. For that brief moment in time, the only sound
you could hear was the now shallow and contented breathing of this warm,
loving young man child, as he nestled his nose in the warmth of my neck.
If life ended a minute from now, I knew that we would go peacefully
together, and nothing could take that away from us now. For several more
minutes I held him tenderly, savoring the residue of his seed in my mouth.
It occured to me at that moment, that his rich young cream would soon
be absorbed by my body, becoming a part of new cells, and I marveled at
the thought I would carry him with me always now, even when we were apart.
Kevin slowly sat up and pulled me to him, kissing me deeply.
"Unbelievable!" he said. "I want to see your cock, to make love to it, to
taste you too", he said passionately, pushing me onto my back, his hands
grasping my protruding rod, sending shivers through my body. "You're
so thick, so beautfiul", he said slowly stroking the length of me and
lowering his face closer and closer. "I've waited forever for someone --
for you! You're more than I ever dreamed of, so fantastic, I want you
so much, he breathed deeply burying his face in my crotch. You smell
so good," he gushed, as his lips nibbled and teasingly pulled at my hairs.
His tongue began licking my shaft working its way to the head of my
aching pole, feverishly collecting the milky dew as it effused from the
eyelit. I closed my eyes and felt his hot breath as his mouth closed
warmly around me, halfway down, sucking tightly against my flesh,
returning to the head and then plunging down, submerging all of my length,
sending spasms of pleasure into my groin. Over and over he greedily
sucked my cock, passionate moans emitting from his throat as he drove me
further and further to the brink. As if anticipating the nearness of
my explosion, he paused allowing me to subside. Our eyes met as he
kissed and licked the tip of my throbbing dick, and he smiled tenderly at
me and my attention was riveted on his own swolen cock, fresh lubricant
pouring from the head. He was hotter than ever and the beauty of this
Adonis was overwhelming me, fueling my desire for him. I rolled forward
laying full length atop him our cocks abrading one another, kissing him with
abandon. His arms enveloped my back, his hands caressing my skin in slow
widening circles until they came to rest on my ass and he tenderly traced
the crack, his fingers probing into the warmth of my hole causing me to
groan deeply and thrust forward against his hot body, my tongue going
further into his sucking mouth.
I knew he needed release again. I could sense it with every nerve I
had and fueled by the need that was welling up within my own body, I could
no longer delay the inevitable. I rolled off Kevin and reversed our
bodies and we pulled each other tightly forward, our mouths searching and
finding each others cocks taking them in and down until we were joined and
inseparable. With unbridled passion we devoured each other, racing to
extract the juices residing and swelling within. Hands caressed, fingers
slipped inside, probed and extracted wild gutteral moans as they pressed
and manipulated the hidden glands. Our mutual need to give and take at
this moment was like none other. We became as one and our surging bodies
raced to extract and explode. With some primordial force driving us onward,
we both stiffened and shuddered, then shook violently as our cockheads
expanded and the essence of life spewed forward and splashed across our
tongues, spurting over and over as we both greedily consumed what we gave
lovingly to each other, frozen for an electric moment in time and space.
The sweet nectar continued to ooze as we gently suckled our softening cocks.
The need to cradle him in my arms again overpowered my desire to continue
to hold his soft spongy cock in my mouth and I slowly released it and we
slid into each others arms tenderly kissing and holding one another.
"I love you, Mason," he said, as his glowing eyes gazed into mine.
"I'll always love you," he whispered as we held each others faces and our lips
touched again. "I love you too, Kevin". "No matter what happens from this
day on, I will be here for you. I want to be a part of your life as long
as you'll have me", I said. "Forever" he said, and we closed our eyes and
allowed the enormity of our commitment to envelope us amidst the security
of our arms. Silence and serenity surrounded us now and as we drifted into
the most peaceful sleep I had ever known the melodic words once again came
forward: "... and I say to myself, What A Wonderful World!"
End Part 1.
There will be continued installments if you readers think you would like
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