Date: Sun, 20 Apr 2008 06:46:37 -0700 (PDT)
From: justinr_88@yahoo.com
Subject: Love is All that Matters chapter 13

Do not read further if you are not of legal age. All the
usual disclaimers and copyright laws apply. "Love is All
that Matters" is the second book of the "Doing Hard Time"
saga.

LOVE IS ALL THAT MATTERS
~ Chapter 13 ~

From the Narrative of Joshua Spencer:

"You want me to fuck you?" I asked Harry.

"Yeah," he said casually, as if we were discussing what was
for breakfast and not him losing his virginity. He started
to unbuckle my pants. I put my hand over his to stop him.

"Whoa, hold on there, cowboy. Are you sure you're ready for
this? We're moving pretty fast here. I thought we'd take it
slow."

He looked up at me with those dazzlingly blue eyes. "I want
it now. Please? Reid told me about your first time; you guys
didn't wait around much either."

I scratched my head. "You seem to have established rapport
with Reid, if he's been telling you how he popped my
cherry."

"That's when he first fell in love with you," Harry
whispered. I felt the faint stirrings of guilt.

But Harry was still speaking. "I want you to give me a first
time like that one. I know you'll be gentle. Please?" He
looked at me pleadingly.

"Okay, stop giving me that puppy-dog look ... although
Siamese cat is more like it for you though, what with those
bright blue eyes."

"I'm a cat, am I?" Harry playfully swiped at my chest with a
clawed hand and did a very bad impression of a meowing cat.

I laughed. "A growl would be more suitable. I didn't know
you would be so aggressive. Okay, but we'll save that for
last. First I want you to feel what it's like to be on the
giving end."

His blue eyes opened wide. "You want me to fuck you?"

"Why are you even asking? Afraid you aren't up to the task?"
I asked.

"No, it's just . . . I've never fucked a guy before. I
wouldn't know where to start."


"I'll teach you," I told him. Then I grinned. "And if you
want to know where to begin, a blowjob would be nice."

Harry smiled. "Your wish is my command." He pulled my t-
shirt over my head, before letting me do the same to him. We
both collapsed onto the bed with him on top of me.

He grinned down at me devilishly. "Trust me, this is going
to be a night you'll never forget."

"I'll bet," I thought to myself. Harry leaned down to kiss
me passionately. Without letting his lips leave my skin, he
traced a path down my neck, pausing at my Adam's apple,
before continuing down. He let out a sigh of contentment as
he reached my torso.

"Mmm, I love your furry chest," he mumbled.

"Do you?" I gasped, because he was gently nibbling at my
nipple.

"Yes, to run my hands through it - or my tongue in this
case."

I smiled when I heard him speak with the innocent delight of
a child who has discovered a new toy. "I'm glad you like it,
because you're going to be seeing a lot more of it," I said,
ruffling his hair.

He didn't let up in his passionate licking even as his hands
fumbled with my pants. I gasped again as he dipped his
tongue in my navel.

"Damn, you're good," I told him. It was hard to believe it
was his first time doing this with a guy.

He looked up and grinned cheekily at me. Without another
word, he ripped off my boxer-briefs.

"Ow!" he yelped as my erect cock sprung free from its cotton
prison and slapped him on his chin. "That was hard!"

I grinned. "Yeah, I wonder who's to blame for that."

His smile faltered as he looked down at it.

"What's wrong?" I asked, concerned.

"It's, um, bigger than I remembered," he said.

I realized he was starting to get a bit nervous about
getting fucked in the ass. I stroked his cheek.


"Baby, I won't fuck you if you're scared. It's not an
obligation for you."

He put on a determined expression. "I'm not scared. I still
want you to fuck me. But right now I want that cock in my
mouth."

Without giving me the chance to say anything more, he
engulfed my cock in his warm, moist mouth and proceeded to
give me the most incredible blowjob ever. The sensations in
my cock not withstanding, the next best thing was watching
the expression of rapture on his face. With his eyes closed
and pure bliss on his exquisite features, he really did look
like an angel (if you can imagine an angel with a cock
stuffed up his mouth!).

He worked me up to one orgasm after the other with expert
skill, for an amateur. And he even swallowed both the loads
fully. He looked up at me, with a dribble of cum on his
chin.

"From your moans, I take it that wasn't bad," he grinned.

"Hell, yeah. I thought you weren't going to be good at it,"
I admitted. "I wasn't either; I remember a time when Reid
told me my blowjobs were full of teeth."

He laughed, "Funny, that's what Caleb said about -" His
voice trailed off as he realized what he'd blurted out.

I froze in shock. He had a shamefaced expression and it
dawned on me that this wasn't his first time, and who he'd
done it with previously.

I sat up quickly. "I asked him to look after you and he
forced you to suck him off. That bastard! I'll -" I couldn't
finish my sentence because I was so enraged.

Harry looked away from me guiltily. "No, no, it wasn't his
fault; I-" His voice dropped. "I was the one who offered,"
he admitted quietly.

I stared at him in disbelief. "You what? Why would you do
that?"

"I - I wasn't sure at the time whether I was really
straight, and when he protected me from Mitch, I found
myself - I don't know - drawn to him."

"So you sucked him off!"

"He was sexually starved, Josh. I mean, all those years in
prison and -"


"So you sucked him off!" I repeated.

"Josh, I'm trying to -"

"He's my UNCLE!"

"Josh, please listen. Sure, I like him - a lot - but that's
all. It's you I love. If it wasn't for him, I would never
have realized my feelings for you."

I got up from the bed. "Where are you going?" Harry asked me
worriedly.

"I can't sleep with you now. It's too weird. All I see is
you and him and -" I couldn't take it any longer. I had to
ask. "Did he fuck you?"

"What? No! You're my first."

"Why should I believe you? You told me I was the first guy
you'd ever been with and now it turns out you've been hiding
things from me. You're good at that."

Harry looked hurt. "I never lied to you! I never said all
that stuff about you being my first guy; all I said was that
I've never been fucked before."

I couldn't shake the image of my uncle and Harry out of my
head. I felt sick. "I can't sleep with you. You can have the
bed; I'll take the living-room couch."

"Josh! You can't -"

Ignoring him, I pulled up my boxer-briefs and grabbed the
blanket.

"Josh, please! I'm sorry if I led you to believe but -"

I blocked out his protestations from my mind and slammed the
bedroom door behind me. I flung myself onto the couch. I'd
been a few moments away from having the guy I'd dreamed
about for the last five years, and then he reveals something
like this!

I got up from the couch and went into Reid's room. He was
sitting on the bed, still fully dressed. He looked up as
soon as I entered.

"Shouldn't you be next door with your lover-boy?" he started
to say, before noticing the expression on my face. "Okay,
what happened?" he asked.

I told him the whole story. "I can't sleep with him now. I .
I can't ."


"You can't bear the thought of him with another guy," he
said. I nodded.

Reid's next words took me by surprise. "You're a damned
hypocrite, Josh."

"What?" I couldn't believe he was talking to me like this.

"How many times have you had sex with me? Almost every night
for the past year! Hell, you even fucked me just two nights
ago!"

"What does that have to do with anything?"

"Harrison hasn't said anything about that, has he? He's not
upset that he's not the first guy you've ever been with, but
you expect differently of him."

"It was my Uncle!"

"It was prison, Josh. It's not like you've never heard of
that kind of thing happening in prison, especially for a
sexually-confused guy."

"You're supposed to support me!"

"Why?"

I stared at him.

"You're not the one who's right here, Josh. Harrison offered
to let you fuck him. He wants to give up his virginity to
you. Doesn't that gesture mean anything to you?"

"I gave up mine to you."

"And you don't love me. That's true. But it's different
here. Anyone can tell that he loves you."

"It's too weird," I mumbled.

"Oh, stop being a jealous bitch. If you want to blame
anyone, you ought to blame yourself. You were the one who
actually pushed them together. You should have expected
something like this to happen in a prison atmosphere. If
Harrison says nothing more happened, I'm inclined to believe
him."

I was confused. I was inclined to believe him myself. But I
couldn't bring myself to go back in there.

"Damn it!" I yelled, pounding the pillow on my lap in
frustration.


"So are you going to make up with Harrison? Because you sure
as hell can't stay the night in my room."

"I was going to sleep on the couch."

Reid sighed heavily.

"What is it?" I asked.

"If you're not going to take the initiative -" He grabbed
hold of my hands and started to drag me off the bed. I
struggled with him.

"What are you trying to do?"

"Taking you back to where you belong," was his reply. I gave
up my struggle; Reid's workouts had certainly paid off and I
was no match for his strength. He paid no attention to my
objections either.

So I found myself pushed into my bedroom. Harry looked up
from the bed, first at me and then at Reid.

"I brought back your boyfriend. He has something to say to
you," Reid announced.

I glared at him. "I don't have anything to -" I stopped mid-
sentence as Harry flung himself on me.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," he mumbled.

My heart melted. "No, I'm the one who's sorry. Reid made me
see I was a selfish bastard. Please forgive me."

Reid's choked laugh made us both look at him.

To our enquiring gazes, he answered, "You two are just so
cute together. It pains me to admit it, but it's true."

"You're not supposed to feel left out," Harry said softly.
He put one arm around Reid. "Thanks for bringing my
boyfriend back," he said.

"It's no big deal, Harrison. You talked me out of the blue
funk I was in earlier today and I owed you one. And then
there's your Mom, Harrison. She told me how the two of you
used to be so close in high school. She has a lot of faith
in you two, and I don't want her to be disappointed either.
She's a wonderful woman."

"I know," said Harry. "Thanks."

"What for?"


"For caring. I was wrong about you before, Reid. You're even
nicer than I thought." Harry hugged Reid, who looked
surprised at first, but pleasantly so. After some initial
hesitation, he hugged him back.

Harry looked at me. "Group hug?" I grinned and wrapped
around my two favorite boys in the whole world.

Reid was the first to break apart. "Okay, I'd better go back
to my room now and leave you two kids to have your fun."

"Kids?" Harry said indignantly.

Reid cocked one eyebrow. "When you're as old as me, you both
do seem like young kids in love."

"Exactly how old are you?" Harry asked curiously. Reid just
grinned and didn't reply. I held up my fingers behind his
head.

"Twenty-six, huh? That's only four years older than us,"
Harry said. Reid turned around and cuffed me playfully.

"You didn't have to be a spoilsport. Fine, I'm so pissed
off, I'm going to say goodnight and leave," Reid said in
mock annoyance.

"Goodnight!" Harry called out as Reid shut the door.

I began to say, "Okay, baby, now that we're alone again . .
."

Harry interrupted. "Are we always going to be quarrelling
and make up afterwards?"

I hung my head. "I'm sorry I reacted that way. I just
couldn't bear the thought of you - with someone else."

Harry put his fingers under my chin. "I'm glad you felt that
way."

"Huh?"

He smiled. "At least that means you love me."

"I love you a whole damn lot, Harry."

"I don't doubt that. I want you to understand that I love
you too. Caleb and I, what we did - we both agreed it didn't
mean anything and we didn't go any further than blowjobs."

I was silent for a while and he looked at me worriedly.


"Do you believe me?" he asked.

Looking into those innocent, brilliant blue eyes, I nodded.
"Now are you going to start undressing or do I have to do it
for you?"

The anxious expression on his face melted away to a grin. He
quickly kicked off his pants and, for the second time that
night, tumbled into bed.

"The top drawer over there - it has the things you'll need,"
I told him, pointing to the bedside table. He obediently
rummaged through the drawer and took out the bottle of lube
and a couple of condoms.

"And let's get that cute little cock of yours out of those
boxers," I said, tugging off his black underwear.

"Little?" he bristled.

I grinned. "Okay, not so little - but still cute." I took
hold of his flaccid cock and it responded immediately to my
touch. I instructed him to slip on the condom and lubed up
his rubber-clad cock. With trembling hands he pulled off my
own briefs. I was going to tease him for being so nervous,
when I realized that I myself was shivering in anticipation.
I mean, it's not as if I've never been penetrated before,
but for Harry to be the one doing it . . .

"Go ahead, lube me up," I told him. Wide-eyed, he squirted a
bit of the lube on his finger and stared at it for a moment.
Then he looked at my asshole between my spread legs.

"Go on," I said encouragingly. Gently he pried my asshole
with his lube-coated finger. I let out a moan of pleasure.

Emboldened by this, he inserted a second finger, eliciting
another moan from me. By the time he added a third finger, I
couldn't wait any longer. "Fuck me now!" I growled. Then I
added, as an afterthought, "Please?"

Harry grinned. "Reid was right; you are extremely polite
during sex." Despite his outward cheerfulness, I could tell
that he was uncertain about what he was doing.

I told him gently, "You put your cock into -"

"I know what to do, idiot!" He gingerly prodded my asshole
with his throbbing cock. The first couple of inches slid in
easily with the lubrication. I groaned.

Harry stopped and looked up at me. "I'm hurting you," he
said in concern.


"I was groaning out of pleasure, not pain," I told him. "It
feels wonderful."

He looked disbelieving. "You mean it doesn't hurt?"

"Well, a little, at first," I admitted. "But trust me, the
gratification more than makes up for it. Now go on, push it
all the way in."

Harry nodded and eased his way in until all six inches of
his manhood was buried in my ass. Then he started to move it
in and out. I could feel the tip of his cock rub against my
prostate. From the expression on his face I could tell that
Harry was enjoying it too.

I wanted it to last longer, but we were both too horny to
delay our climaxes. The sensation of his cock rubbing
against my prostate was enough to make me cum at the same
instant he did, shooting his load deep inside my ass.

He collapsed on top of my stomach, now coated with my own
cum, while his newly-flaccid cock was still buried inside
me. His face was flushed.

"God, that was . . ." He was at a loss for words.

"Amazing?" I suggested.

"I never knew it could be so good. I never had that with
Melissa. And you came without even touching yourself!"

"You were great," I told him, stroking his cheek.

My heart skipped a beat at his next words. "Well, it's your
turn now."

                    To be continued . . .


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