Date: Fri, 11 Jun 2004 17:30:35 -0400 (EDT)
From: Danny <twinkchaser@excite.com>
Subject: Love Magick Part 20

This is a work of fiction. It is straight out of my imagination, except for
most of the pagan practices mentioned. This is written for adults and if
you are not supposed to read this where you live, then please don't.


Part 20


The next day was spent working on my artwork.  I was a little behind, but I
was sure I would have it all done in time.  I had several pencil drawing to
do and I was working on them little by little; not spending too much time
on each.  I work best if I put the picture down and come back to it several
times.  I staggered the pictures, working on each for an hour or so in
turn.

I was working on a picture of a cute little girl who made me smile every
time I looked at her.  She was the daughter of a local lawyer, and he was
having the picture drawn for her grandmother.  Her cute little nose was
upturned and freckles spread across her cheeks.  I thought of how much I
had always wanted a child.  I figured it wouldn't happen.  I could adopt,
but that would be a fight.  I could find a surrogate, but that would be
expensive, and could be a legal and emotional nightmare.  I would put it in
the hands of the Goddess, and wait for my time to come.

I took a break for lunch and checked my email.  I saw an email from Sal and
figured it was about a painting of mine.  I checked it last and was
surprised to find it was about Owen's nude of me.  Sal said it had been
sold to an independent buying agent.  The only thing he could get out of
her, was that her client was from Savannah.

"Savannah," I whispered out loud in surprise.  This was an odd coincidence.
I couldn't imagine anyone in town that would have wanted that painting.  I
re-read the email and then signed out.

I started thinking about the painting.  It was very flattering, and must
have been painted before he became so bitter.  I couldn't remember the last
time I painted a nude.  I, at one time, filled pads of paper and scores of
canvasses with nude men and women.  I wondered if I could still give it
try.  I got an idea and couldn't wait for Ryan to get home.


I was sitting in the den watching TV when Ryan got home from work.  He sat
next to me and loosened his tie.  I put my hand on his thigh and leaned
over for a kiss.  He met my lips and we lost ourselves for a few moments.
My hand moved slowly up his leg to the bulge in his crotch.  I was
impressed by his youthful readiness.

"Let's go," he said.  He started to get up, but I caught the waist of his
trousers and pulled him back down.

"Where do you think you are going," I asked.

"To the bedroom, and I am taking you with me," he said with smoldering eyes
and a fiendish grin.

"We don't have to go anywhere," I said as I sat up and slung my leg across
him, to face him in his lap.  I grabbed his face between my hands and
kissed him hard, exploring his mouth with my tongue.  I could taste the
breath mint that he must have had before he got home.

I nuzzled his neck and nipped at his ear.  He pulled at his tie and tossed
it across the room.  I stopped and looked over my shoulder at the tie on
the floor.  I looked back at him, and then at the tie.  I sighed and
started kissing him again.  I pulled at his shirt and slowly edged my way
out of his lap.  I got on my knees and licked at his nipples.  I trailed my
tongue down his abs, and dove into his sensitive bellybutton.  He laughed
and tried to push me away.  I mercifully moved further down and unbuttoned
his pants.  He lifted his butt so that I could pull them off.

     He was wearing light blue boxer-briefs.  I pulled at the waist band,
beginning to get impatient.  I released his cock and pulled his underwear
off and tossed it over my shoulder.  Ryan laughed as I went back to my
work.  I stuck out my tongue and teased the tip of his dick.  I pulled the
foreskin back completely to lick the sensitive head.  I put the head in my
mouth and sucked it gently. Ryan moaned and leaned back into the sofa.

I continued licking and teasing his cock, as he squirmed in the soft
cushions.  Ryan was harder than he had been in a while.  His cock was like
a steel rod under the soft skin.  I sucked it all the way in and pushed it
down my throat.  Ryan gasped and I knew he was going to cum.  He arched his
back and thrust his hips forward.  I could feel the cum hit the back of my
throat.  He held my head in his crotch as his cream filled my throat.

When he recovered he looked down at me still on my knees.  He pulled me
towards him and kissed me, exploring my mouth, surely tasting his cum.  I
tried to stand up, but he wouldn't let me go.  I fell on top of him on the
sofa and he laid back pulling me closer to him.  I reached down and pulled
at my trousers until I had them unzipped.  I tugged as best as I could,
still kissing, and rubbing my body against his.

I pulled my underwear aside and released my cock.  It popped out and struck
his thigh.  I reached down and pulled his legs up around my waist.  I spit
in my hand and rubbed it on his ass.  I positioned the head against his
hole and pushed it in, all the way.  His stomach tensed and he raised up
from the sofa and wrapped his arms around me.  I put my hands on the arm of
the sofa above his head and started stroking into him.  He moaned and
thrust his hips in time with me.  His upper body hung from my shoulders.

I felt my orgasm build and my breathing picked up.  My sweat dripped down
onto Ryan, beneath me.  Ryan grunted with each thrust, and the sound made
me go over the edge.  I moaned out loud as my cum shot into his ass.  I
slowed down and then fell on top of him.  My dick popped out and Ryan
pulled me into a tight embrace.  We laid together and nearly fell asleep.

I could hear Ryan's stomach growl, so I made him get up.  I walked down the
hall naked, and grabbed the phone.  I pressed the speed dial button for the
Chinese restaurant down the street.  I ordered some dinner and went to find
Ryan asleep on the sofa.  I snuck up next to him and tickled his sides.  He
jumped up, rolling into a ball and laughed frantically.

"That is what you get for falling asleep on me," I said smiling down at
him.  He rolled over on his back and smiled up at me.

A little while later the doorbell rang.  I grabbed my pants off of the
floor and struggled to put them on as I stumbled to the foyer.  I buttoned
my pants and opened the door.  My usual delivery guy, Sam, was on the
porch.

"Hello, Mr. Caison," he said holding the bags out in front of him.  "You
must have someone over, `cause you ordered a lot of food."  He looked at me
standing there shirtless and smiled.  "Oh, you do have someone over," he
said, his eyes lighting up.  Sam had been one of the friends trying to fix
me up.  He had even offered up his son, whom was now an architect in
Atlanta.  He tried to look around me, but I countered his moves and stepped
outside.

"How much do I owe you," I said, pulling out my wallet.

"Oh, it is going to be like that, huh," he asked looking annoyed.  "It's
not a woman is it, `cause I wouldn't tell anyone."  I laughed at how
comfortable he was with me, and how unconventionally he thought.  He
himself was married and ran the restaurant with his wife, who was Chinese.
He was a from California, but was stationed here when he was in the Army.
He liked it so much he decided to stay.  They ran a successful business.
He delivered food just to get exercise and fresh air.

"Ok, his name is Ryan, and we are together.  He lives here and he is now
nude on the sofa.  Anything else you want to know?"

"How big is his...," he started to ask, but I cut him off.

"Sam, come on," I said trying not to get loud.  "Sometimes I wonder about
you."

"Hey, I am a guy, I compare, and I appreciate good equipment," he said
smiling.

"Well, it is nice.  Very nice.  Big enough, and...," I looked around and
then whispered, "uncut."

"Wow, is he from America.  Lin's brother isn't cut, but he was born over
there."

"I swear, Sam, you are a character.  He is from California, like you.  Now
go on before my potstickers get cold."  I handed him the money and a big
tip.  He thanked me, wished me a nice evening, and waved as he jogged down
the sidewalk.  I tried to stop laughing as I walked back inside.



(To be continued)

The next chapter will be submitted soon.

I welcome comments, twinkchaser@excite.com